All i seemed to do at primary school was draw or make something (or doing some play), but it was cool, and i enjoyed it.
As i got older, i became very aware that my drawing skills are non-exsistant, and for a while, i stopped altogether. I feared that i would be ridiculed for my lack of skills.
Then, something important happened: I realized that i don't actually care if people think my drawings are crap or not. I got inspired from a monkees fan site, when one fan shared her art, and stated that she doesn't care if her drawings were shit or not, she enjoyed doing them, and thats all that mattered to her.
Well, same here. I enjoy drawing, and ok, i may not be the next Da Vinci, but i'm not gonna stop because i have limited talent. As my mum always says, practise makes perfect. You never know, one day i could be (but i doubt it). Still gonna draw, though.
As i got older, i became very aware that my drawing skills are non-exsistant, and for a while, i stopped altogether. I feared that i would be ridiculed for my lack of skills.
Then, something important happened: I realized that i don't actually care if people think my drawings are crap or not. I got inspired from a monkees fan site, when one fan shared her art, and stated that she doesn't care if her drawings were shit or not, she enjoyed doing them, and thats all that mattered to her.
Well, same here. I enjoy drawing, and ok, i may not be the next Da Vinci, but i'm not gonna stop because i have limited talent. As my mum always says, practise makes perfect. You never know, one day i could be (but i doubt it). Still gonna draw, though.
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