I love to draw. I’ve been doodling as far back as I can remember. There’s something very soothing about the sound and feel of a pencil on paper, and I could sit for hours while I create a drawing from start to finish. It had been a while since I had drawn anything though because I let life get in the way, and I made excuses about how I had other things to do. But I was upset I had let it go for so long.
However, I was reminded the other day that the things that are important to me are never a waste of time, and that in order to do those things, I just have to…do them.
So I did.
Here’s a portrait I made of my grandfather.