For the composition classes, we are always given descriptive paragraphs to base our drawings on. Below is my week 3 and 4 assignments, topics are appeal and clarity:
A dimly lit interrogation room. The atmosphere is heavy and oppressive. It is a small room with a table and two chairs. There is a ceiling lamp hanging over the table and the windows are recessed, giving the impression of a bunker. A soldier is sitting at the table facing the door, expressionless. A man in a gray suit and square glasses enters the room carrying a brief case. The man silently crosses the room and sits down. The two figures sit looking at each other, each waiting for the other to begin.
But Bobby had this thing for girls, like they were his private tarot or something, the way he'd get himself moving. We never talked about it, but when it started to look like he was losing his touch that summer, he started to spend more time in the Gentleman Loser. He'd sit at a table by the open doors and watch the crowd slide by, nights when the bugs were at the neon and the air smelled of perfume and fast food. You could see his sunglasses scanning those faces as they passed, he must have decided that Rikki's was the one he was waiting for, the wild card and the luck changer. The new one.