So I've been holed up in my room this week practicing. I've managed to draw a complete Buddha every morning and do a good bit of painting in the afternoons. One example is here, some fish that I penciled some months ago.
I enjoy working with my classmates, but I have quite honestly been more productive on my own. What has been encouraging is finding myself losing track of time, something that hasn't happened while drawing for nearly 20 years. There has been times at school where time passed quickly, but not this kind of absence of self. I start working and next time I check its three hours later. Absolutely delicious.