I think back on grade school now and I can recall that I used to draw all over my class notes. It wasn't anything good; I would just make whatever things I could dream up, and it never seemed to me that there was anything remarkable about drawing being so fun. I thought it was the same for everyone, but I'm not so sure now. I can remember that I used to feel guilty about drawing and a little embarrassed because I was never very talented at it. I could draw for hours and never produce anything that would impress anyone except myself. I think I had the impression that if I wasn't good at something it wasn't worth doing. I suppose that's a fairly normal thing for a kid to think, but it ended up turning me off drawing for many years. It didn't help that the art teachers I had were often less than encouraging. I suppose that's understandable too though, my work was always a little light on the "fidelity" (to say the least). Teachers need something to guide their work too, so they tend to concentrate on the students who can look at a photograph and reproduce it exactly in pencil and paint. That kind of thing was never my strength and it still isn't.
This isn't to say that I think I'm any good at drawing now, I just have a good feeling about where I'm at right now. I'm still full of weaknesses and have a long road ahead, but fortunately it's been a very fun trip so far and I look forward to creating many more pages. So...how about some uplifting jazz fusion to go with my post today? It is VERY lame. You have been warned. Yes? Okay!
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