Women’s day

Yesterday, at my drawing class, we drew a man. This was from far the most difficult exercise I did (at this class of course). I had difficulties to find the right proportions, to make it look right. The model was all how a normal man can look like, but somehow I couldn’t make it. At the break, I asked my classmates if they felt the same and they did. I wonder how much the all-women-have-to-be-tall-and-pretty society we live in affect my mind. Does it matter for my unconsciousness to see hundreds of half naked women in magazines, films, commercials and so on to print this strange physical ideal in my head.

For the women’s day, you’ll get the back of a naked man. Cheers!

  

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