Class 3 was my favourite - we played with brush, pen and ink, and we were instructed to first experiment on the middle of the page, and then to depict the objects (a scrunched up small piece of fabric and some twiggy bits) - but rather than rendering the objects accurately, to interpret them and come up with abstract shapes and forms.
In the final class I really battled - we had to depict the surface texture of a vase as accurately as possible, using only charcoal, and one or two crayons.
I couldn't understand why everyone else's vases looked three-dimensional, but mine flat. 'Well,' the instructor said to me, 'think of how you learnt to draw an egg, and then do the same.'
Hey dude, I never learnt to draw an egg!
I sure hope it is going to teach me how to draw an egg.