



Sunday, I finished the pencil and ink drawing of a dried flower pod with red berries that I found in a San Mateo garden last month. I brought it to my botanical art class and the teacher knew what it was: foetid iris. Online, I found an image of an old botanical print of the same plant. In class, we drew clothespins as a warmup exercise, went into the garden to examine leaves, and then did several sketches of the same leaf.
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