I however had the front view of him. We had three hours for this session, our media used could be whatever we wanted. I decided on a sandy background with black and white chalks. I'd drawn every inch of him focusing on the sharp crook of his nose, outlining his cheekbones, flicking in the dark shadows of his thick eyebrows. I loved drawing male figures opposed to women. Not for the obvious reason but the ridges and muscles of a mans body was more of a contrast to draw.
Eddie had been coming here for four weeks now and each session he would leave fifteen minutes before it would end. He never cast a glance or spoke to anyone. He showed no interest.
I spoke to him, well once. He was wandering the room after he'd dressed the first week and stared at my work for an immeasurable amount of time. "You like it?" I'd asked quietly.
He'd nodded, his grey eyes darting over the sketch of his face . "It's nice, yeah."
And because I was stupid and got nervous and socially awkward in situations like these I'd blurted out, "Is it something you'd hang up in your bedroom?