During the summer, I took my sketchbook with me when my son and I went swimming. Here's an example of what I did. I see a bunch of flaws, but it was still good to be able to get back into the swing of life drawing--especially since my schedule (or bank account!) didn't permit taking a class or a workshop at the time.
Interestingly enough, when you have a sketchbook at a public pool, every woman will think that it's her you're drawing.
True story.
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