I spent many hours of my childhood watching in awe as my Dad sketched lighthouses, and drew beautiful pictures. At the time there was nothing more that I wanted than to be good at art. The memory of me running to my bedroom, grabbing pencil colors, and drawing a bunch of flowers every time my Dad or some famous artist inspired me is still fresh. But now that I think back on those days I can see that drawing suns in the corners of pages and lots of flowers under trees was not as epic as I used to think it was.
Last year I was going through my art book and almost keeled over while looking at how lacking my art skills were, not to bash all cross-eyed cats and horrified owl pictures, but mine were horrible and I was abashed that I ever thought they had been nice.
This year I took an art course in school and I was and still am delighted with how I have progressed. I started drawing scenery and dabbled in portraits, but lately I have found my art calling when I discovered Zentangles.
I have spent hours drawing as of lately and have enjoyed every second of it, if there is one favorite thing about art, it's how all the little details bring a picture together. So naturally Zentangling is perfect for me.
Here's a little glimpse at the first Zentangle I ever made.