When i was little, i used to draw things on scratch papers, on my seat-mate’s notebook (that got me into trouble) and even on my mommy’s legs (good things it came off). This was my first ever attempt in drawing when i was five years old. I didn’t picture here anymore the back page because it’s practically the same irregular circles that don’t make sense. Still, i even got my first very good mark! Yay! I think the circles portray the models’ heads that i would be drawing in the future (haha see? realism artwork at its finest hahaha). From then on, i started drawing designs on a small handmade notebook (made out of pieces of paper stitched together).
I was reading through some essays i have made way back and i am amazed that i already knew what i wanted to be when i grow up. A writer that can inspire or a designer of a clothing line. Both can make a difference don’t you think? So last night, i tried sketching again (after months of being on hiatus) and i made this rough draft.
I have a stack of sketch pads and drawing books here in my room that i fill with my imagination and creativity (and sometimes crap haha). And now, i am just chasing after (or more like waiting for) my dream job and i will never stop making beautiful things that can possibly change the world.