When I was younger I loved to draw
My preference was to draw from looking at something in front of me, like a magazine or photo. I didn't trace, but I liked the visual prompt to guide my mind and hand.
I suspect I got my drawing ability from my Dad. There's a word you don't hear me say often. My parents separated when I was 4. I have no memory from that age. I only know him from photos. He committed suicide when I was in grade 7. It felt strange to not be upset by the news. How do you cry for someone you didn't know. I did eventually meet that side of my family. Turns out my Dad and cousins were/are awesome at drawing.
I do a mean Muppet! I once drew a coke can label for kicks. I may not have known my Dad, but some of those family genes rubbed off on me.
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