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humble pie

while sketching

a fetching young dancer,

i was asked

how i came

by my art.

“with oodles

of doodles,” i answered–

while wishing

i’d said

something smart.

she smiled

a while and related

that she learned

how to dance

in a hall:

her mama

and papa had 8 kids,

and only

1 bathroom

for all.

–sketch and photo by me

8 thoughts on “humble pie”

  4. Delightful sketch and poem. You are better at drawing than I am especially drawing portraits. I try now and then to draw well remembering my art education but facial symmetry and challenging individual deviations seem to escape my hand. I don’t go as far as Picasso though that may be fun too. Enjoy the process Michael 👏😍✨

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