The first time I began drawing was in Primary School. Something came alive in me and I felt at peace in that moment. Since that day I have never stopped. Art was just extremely satisfying to me.
I would spend countless hours without a meal just indulging in my drawings. But what really cultivated my work was the death of my father. After he passed I began expressing my emotions through my work and I have been able to create some beautiful pieces because of that. Now my drawings meant more to me! I was unknowingly translating my emotions into art.
I would like to share my feelings with the world, hoping that someone can look at my piece and say, "I know that feeling".