Madison at Manhattanville

This is Madison. She is a bold young lady. She liked my drawing and told me so. Then she and sat down after she finished her homework she immediately set up shop and started drawing ponies. She needed color and luckily I had the pencils the lady friend lent me. Now we have talked about ponies, "equestrians" (pronounced properly) "Cess Academy" (pronounced improperly... I hope) and she has decided that she will draw with me every day. My first new NYC friend! She is a student at Harper Arts and Science. She designed a computer with ponies on it. I haven't drawn in 30 minutes... some things are more important, I'm learning. She wanted me to help her draw her friend Jenny, the batista. She asked me to draw the lips for her. Nailed it. #prismacolorpencils #blackgirlmagic # drawing #ponies #cessacademy

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