A Return to Drawing

My Drawing of My Photo

Photo From the Window of Our New Apartment

I really have always wanted to draw and to paint in addition to writing. Writing seems to be the one I had the most natural talent in and the most support behind me for. So I will literally daydream about painting and drawing wonderful works of art and never realize those dreams.

Not only were my drawings not supported by my mother growing up, but she also expressed outright disdain toward them from time to time. My sister received all of the art supplies, and I received all of the notebooks. The message was clear. You can't draw. Stick to what you're good at.

So here's a tribute to all those moments in my life where I needed support and it wasn't there.