We painted our tutor IngaV morning. She went in a blue shirt, jeans and black jacket with ginger shawl. After sluggish discussion we’d changed a pink drapery for the back. How soon she set conversation about our not success life in college had started. I wouldn’t like this sort of talks as it remotes us far from goals achievement. I didn’t paint much time and today it was unusual to think this way. Later we drew one another within fourty minutes.