Practice Sketch (Biro)

Practice, practice, practice. Although my mum is an artist, I couldn’t draw the simplest of things, so even though I had the urge to, I didn’t bother trying, believing that I simply couldn’t.

Last year I started to draw stick figures for a laugh, but as the year got, well, increasingly awful, I found myself drawing as a way of silencing some of the brain noise. It was therapeutic, and putting time aside to improve on something new for myself was satisfying. Continue reading “Practice Sketch (Biro)”