Today I went to the park again and decided to finish my pencil drawing of the landscape that I had started the day before. Now, I am no artist, I never had any drawing lessons except for 30 minutes when I was ten years old with my grandpa. Now he was an artist and can draw fantastically. So all I know about drawing technique is what I remember from 13 years ago, which isn't much. The rest, well I just draw what I see and hope it comes out looking half-way real. You my ask why I was inspired to do something that I've rarely ever done in my life. Well, while I've been living here, I realized sometimes it's not always about doing something because you have a particular talent for it, but doing something for the pleasure of it, regardless of skill. It's the things that give you joy that matter, not how well you succeed or fail at them. So without any expectation of myself, I picked up a pencil and started drawing. It was such a rewarding, relaxing and joyful thing to do something without an expectation. To just live in the moment and accept what is ever created is a wonderful feeling. The picture above is the result of this moment.
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