my husband the artist

my husband has a competetive edge, but unfortunately, he rocks at chess, most video games, and also at scrabble. so i am currently the resident loser at my house. so he has challenged me to a draw off -- he picked a subject, and we both have to draw it to our reasonable abilities. i shall post the end result and you can be the judge. which is the winner? he's actually pretty good. i am impressed, although he would give mr. montgomery a coronary. mr. montgomery told me in my first semester that i was hopeless at art and should just quit. which i did a few semesters later, but not because i was hopeless as he had predicted. i was actually getting solid b's in art (which at PCC is pretty dang decent) after my first (disastrous) semester. no, i loved my art classes -- i just ran out of money. maybe he didn't like me because i made fun of hith lithp.

molly's pictures on her blob brought back some fond memories, for those of you who have absolutely no clue of what i'm talking about -- mr. montgomery was a exceptionally talented teacher, who was very picky. he happened to lisp when he got upset (yelling at the class), and he also happened to be heartstoppingly good looking. thus, i had trouble disliking him too much. but i did make the class laugh once with my imitation of him yelling at the class for something.

perhaps i shall blog next about some more memorable characters that made pcc life so very colorful.