On my first day at SVA, I had a class called the Artist's Journal with Peter Hristoff. It was described in the course book as a drawing class. Having taken many drawing classes before, I was a nervous about the experience. I have always drawn, but I never really considered myself any good. I enjoyed the exercise, but never gave it much thought. It was easy to look around and see people whose talents exceeded my little stick figures.
I was very apprehensive about my first class being a drawing class. I wasn't really sure at the time what I was doing in art school, or what I hoped to achieve there. On our fist day we had a nude model and warm-up exercises like most classes. Peter would come around and give you little comments. When he came around to me, he simply said "beautiful." I was shocked but that put my guard down, and I was able to enjoy the rest of the class and have fun. Peter would make us fill 2 to 3 sketch books in one class. He once told me over the course of the year, that his biggest fear was to have a class where students all walked out with the same drawing. I followed Peter and attended his classes as a student, as a participant in his drawings marathons, and simply when I would get a text from him "Where are you? Come draw." I think Peter deserves a full post, which I will publish with his portrait later.