My first attempt to draw after two years or possibly more. Aquarelle colours/pencils. Size A3
So why did I stop? Actually it has been longer struggle. When you start comparing your work or anything with others, when you lose confidence in yourself, when you stop believing yourself that you can get better, grow and laugh. No, I don’t claim to be an artist. Creating something, whatever it might be, has been and always will be part of my father that I never knew. His gift to me. Recently I found out that my mum as well always wanted to paint and draw, but never sat down, took paper in hands and just simply started.
So here, I will start again.
Song of the day: Bring Me The Horizon - Follow You
Thought of the day: Please, don’t hate me
Tiny happiness of the day: Scent of fresh basil