Tuesday, February 1, 2011

On the shelf were three Math books, ten English books, five Art books and the rest... is History.

Looking back in retrospect, I never realized how much I really liked being in school. I remember anxiously awaiting the day school would end, with eager anticipation of what the next chapter of my life would be. However, now that it's over, while that curiosity still looms, I cant help but yearn to be back in school.

I think this is the same approach people take towards painting. We often think of painting as something separate than drawing. With this thinking its easy to stop drawing once we become painters but this should never be the case. We should never stop drawing, even if its just scribbles. At least I can take comfort in knowing that drawing is one school I will never graduate from.


Scribbles from my sketchbook.
People on the train.
Ink