Not so sneaky.

   I had to keep leaning to my left as she slowly turned her head right.  It was subtle enough that I don't think it screwed anything up.  I did laugh when I caught myself squatting more than sitting on my bench.

   And now, a bonus picture just for giggles.

The Grandfather of my current charcoal drawings.

Back to work!

"Yeah, She's a Sneaky One."

"What did you do in Open Life Drawing?"  I painted.  And not just any painting, but limited palette, rub-out paintings.  Got to the session and realized the only tube of paint I had with me was black.  Yes, black.  Hush, Jon, it's Open Life and I can use black if I want.  Lovely Miss Caitlin was awesome enough to let me use her Burnt Sienna and Raw Umber.
I only have a photo of it right now because it's wet.  I'll get it scanned tomorrow.  Here's the second painting I did simply because I didn't like the first. And look, she's not freaky.

I'd say it's because I like her as a model, but I turned her into a terrible queen of the damned the first time I drew her.