@Hazuru 18 September 2020

Portraits

Ever since I was a young lad, I was fascinated by my father's talent in drawing. From his concepts at work as a company electrician to simple drawings needed for my projects at school. I was curious yet lost for motivation and passion, Up until now towards making my own art. I dont feel contented... I feel all my works are not yet accurate to be called a "Portrait". A senseless thing to say? Maybe yes. These emotions drag me down yet not to a point where I would totally stop. I still visualize a day where I would look back and see my effort bloom. In my mind a lesson arises, My feet may be chained making me unable to move forward, But at the end of the day I will realize... In drawing Portrait's I use my hand to hold my pencil, not my feet.