I was a student at the Dario School of Art in Madrid, Spain
in 1984, for some a long time ago, but not for the inevitable march of time. I loved pencil drawing at the time, though Professor
Antonio, a really good teacher, was always pressing me to "go on" to charcoals, or water painting. Pencil drawing with a plain
old #2 pencil was looked down upon by students at the school, many of whom were first rate artists. But I always felt the
common pencil to be an amazingly expressive medium. So I said the hell with what the other students think. I am the one paying
the money to go to school. And I did manage to learn something about pencil drawing. And it was a satisfying experience.
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