Class is over on Monday, and I am very anxious to be done for a while. I turned 50 on the 4th, and it dawned on me I've been in class for 10 years, and still no Bachelors degree. Oh well. I wouldn't do it if I didn't love it. Last week's assignment in drawing was to do a composite. This drawing is actually taken from bits of three photos. I like it even if the professor didn't. I just lucked out to have one of those teachers this time who has nothing positive to say, so I shrug it off, and take his inevitable "C" with a grain of salt, knowing I did my best.