

I sent handmade greeting cards with pictures that I had drawn myself to the family. I even had a sketchbook that I filled up with my favorite comic characters and cartoons. Somewhere along the way, adult me quite forgot the joy of drawing, sketching, and coloring.
Getting back into coloring with other coloring books got me thinking. Why shouldn't I revive another old hobby as well? So I got some graphite pencils, a few Pitt pens and dug out an old Starthmore sketchbook I'd bought a couple of years ago. I began drawing.

I leave some of my drawings as ink sketches while others I fill with color. Some of them I particularly like and others not so much. I don't have any goal or purpose with my sketching. I may never get better at it either. I do it just because I like doing it. But then again, I started coloring because I wanted to and gradually got better along the way. Who knows, maybe I'll get better at drawing too.
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