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I’ll write a short story about me and drawing, that might someone new.
During school, all I did was making doodles in mye books.
It never got into anything advanced, and usually looked like the things we did in kindergarden.
Then one day, I was bored and found out I could try to make a comic.
Everything I made was horrible.
I hated it.
But for some unknow reason, I continued for over one and a half year.
It was still terrible, even if I had improved.
I did not show any signs of actually getting into a pro any time soon, if ever.
Even the today, I am far away.
But even if I am not good, I just feel like I am in my own happy little world while I draw.
I’ve drawn several things over the time, and most of my drawings today are just quick sketches of people walking in and out of my life.
They’re simple, done in a few minutes with ink, and have several errors.
Even if they still are far away from what I hope to achieve one day, I feel like I’ve come a far way.
I still hate all my errors, but still this is now what I am passionate about.
Why I actually like it, I really don’t know.
But one thing I can tell, I absolutely don’t regret that I learned to draw.
