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After 6 years of non-stop art skooling ended on May 28th 2003, I decided that I never wanted 2 continue using those skills again. Literally, I was sick of art. For 6 years I struggled to hand in good works that would meet the demands of the teachers. I admit it; I was an average student amoung kids w amazing (and i mean AMAZING) artistic abilities. Since I felt I wasn't as good as them, I decided that after I graduated high skool & received my specialty diploma in art (specializing in ilustration and fashion design), I wouldn't continue drawing again... or thats what I thought.
Shortly after I started college, I found myself opening my books & finding little doodles I had made the class before. Nothing big; eyes mostly. Then teary eyes, turtles, henna designs, tribal stuff, half faces, etc... I couldn't stop. They wheren't my best drawings; looked more like an 8 year old had made em, but still, I kinda liked em. Just then I realized that I just have 2 draw. It's in me. It frees my mind, body & soul; makes my dreams come true & lets my imagination run wild.
After a few months avoiding art, I've decided to embrace it once more. I'm a bit rusty, but not giving up yet. College gives me very lil time for art, but I guess that when u trully want 2 acomplish sumthin, u'll get it done no matter what.
In January, I'll b moving into a studio apartment in a new boarding house. Those walls will not go unnoticed... Thank you...