It's taken many years to stop the voices in my head but the loudest are about my drawing ability. Over the course of the few weeks I've been in the class I've started remembering how much I do enjoy drawing.
Our assignment was to draw six textures: Metal, Glass, Stone, Fabric, Wood or Flower, Animal. We could only use gray markers and a black and white pencil.
Now instead of dreading this class I'm really looking forward to the next drawing that I will create.
Is there something you have rediscovered in your life?