when i was young i loved climbing trees (I still love it) when I was about 5 I accidentaly slid down a tree while holding on for dear life, it scraped my stomach. I didnt cry though, in a rage I started kicking and hitting the tree for having DARED hurt me via Daily Prompt: Tree
Michael Babwahsingh embraces crappy drawings: “And if you’re afraid your drawings don’t look like the stuff you see online or in fancy books or that people will make fun if they see them, who cares? All that matters is that your drawings make sense to you . . . .”
First week of Uni I made a terrible impression on myself. Everyone seemed to just know what they were doing, but I just couldn’t figure out how to hush the excitement of actually BEING at University. So I just started drawing, and eventually my brain sort of caught up… sort of for a little while. I had a great idea of where to go with my project, which is still a great idea, but bringing it to fruition is what Im struggling with.
Its not that I am doubting my ability, or doubting my idea. I am so passionate and excited one minute and then the next minute I pull back to earth and realize I have no Idea how to begin transitioning my idea in to reality. Except… Sometimes I DO know how to begin and its all great again and then the next minute…