Here are a couple of images from a figure drawing session a couple of weeks ago. The fellow we were drawing was really great. He was thin and sort of bony. I am not entirely sure what it is that appeals to me about this, but I much prefer this, over someone who has a perfectly toned and proportionate figure. I guess maybe, it is that I don’t ever really see things as perfect. And if they are close to perfect, I find it hard to attach myself to them in this way.

I  am profoundly drawn to what others may find unappealing.

It seems a little more realistic to me somehow.