So, few days ago I was in the train going from Kaunas city to Vilnius and felt that mysterious loneliness of being alone in the train. I bet you know that feeling, right? A rush of blood to the head came in and I needed to draw. So I started drawing two people, perhaps a couple, laying down on the grass and staring a the night sky. But I'm actually really bad at drawing any anatomy of human, so I ruined their legs. And I remember what my teacher always told me :
You can never ruin a painting or drawing. You always can fix things, because no one tells you how to do it. It's your own world.
I guess these words inspired me whenever I 'ruin' my drawing, let my brain go with the flow more to feel than to think.
And while drawing I learned never to judge myself by questioning :
Is it good enough? Is it okay to do that??
When you let yourself imagine things before you realize you are doing it this happens :
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