I didn’t want to paint, or I really deep down wanted to but didn’t think I could. Then one day...
...I just started to paint. And I could.
I wanted to add some colour to a black and white Posca pen drawing. I got some yellow paint, a brush and then some more paint. And I haven’t stopped since then (june 14th 2019 if someone’s counting).
Isn’t it great to go back and look at your progress? Awesome is what it is! Love where I started off, love the progress, love where I’m at right now, and love where I’m going with this.