Sometimes, you meet those people, that deny who they are, and sometimes, you are that person. Always so confidant, even when it comes to beating yourself up. always thinking you can't do something, or you can't do it right, or as well as you should.

I hadn't draw since last spring, and then I only did it for an assignment. Last spring, I drew a pool. A pretty neat pool, with a waterfall and a diving tower. But it was just because I needed to. I also made three portrait. One to deal with rejection. Because that's how I roll, one to prove to someone that I can draw and the last one because I felt bad for drawing people that don't care about me and no the only friend I had at that time. I can't remember the last time I drew for fun.

Or maybe I can. That would be in January. Almost a year ago. And again, only a short project, one lecturer that looked like a male underwear model, and an other that looks like Tintin. For my boring binders.

If I find these drawing I'll post them. I fell like I forget about dA for such long periods of time, my account should get deleted or something.

In the mean time, DFTBA.