Remember carbon paper?? It was one of my best friends in school – till I ran out of it. (Yes, this is a confession. And no, I wasn’t that lonely.)
Once in fourth grade, I drew a whole comic strip (err, only two pages long) about two robots. Why robots, you ask? Because I can’t draw humans and I certainly can’t draw animals.*
The comic strip was horrible (and not comic at all) and unfortunately, ahem, fortunately, I threw out the book that contained it by mistake.
I love reading comics and cartoons (like zenpencils.com), but sadly, drawing isn’t meant for me.
There’s websites that give crash courses in drawing. But it’s not something I want to learn. It’s something I want to do.
Then again, there’s things I can do that others wish they could. Like sing and play the piano (you know, the usual C, F, A minor and G chords while occasionally surprising myself with a B minor).
So, I’m going to stop wishing and go play my rusty piano now.
Okay, not now. Tomorrow.
“I have no particular talent. I am merely inquisitive.”
― Albert Einstein
*Ironically, the otter in this jotter was drawn by me.