In the pursue of what I wanted to do for a living, I once stayed home a whole year painting for possible exhibitions. I did a few, collective and solo, but in the end that wasn’t it for me. I didn’t wanted to exhibit paintings my whole life.

Ever since I was a small kid, I loved to draw and paint. It was always a big outlet for me. But as much as I loved it, after that year, I didn’t feel this was meant to be my career!

By now I was a bit drained of it, juicing it out full-time for a year. And I finally gave into trying out jewellery for real, and entered school. As my mind shifted a bit away from drawing, and much more from painting, as I felt I need a break from that. Other than the random doodles, I haven’t did anything significant or meaningful in about 3 years now.

A while back I started missing that outlet, as I needed something to express my emotions and thoughts again. And it hit me, am I stupid? Am I just going to just throw to waste this talent, something that had always been so innate in me? I can’t afford to lose it! And I know that if I don’t use it (and work on it), it will eventually fade away.

So, I’m back trying to develop this thing further!

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