the rape of the Mind

This just made me realize that it is not yet too late to resurrect the artist in me. Yes, artist. As a child, I always dreamed of being a painter. My childhood days were spent mostly at home sketching and painting while others enjoyed playing outside. Crayons, water colors, oil pastels, and oil paint sets were my toys. However, when I entered high school, I got busy with academics and school paper. From then on, I concentrated much in writing and unfortunately, stopped paying attention to drawing and painting. I might have wasted time but it it is never too late. Ye’y! Time to draw again! :)

(via livingspectrum)