there was time that drawing was a passion. I took a class that was like an energizer to drawing. I found charcoals.
How I loved them. But life happened and I packed them away. This past Monday, I found a set of charcoal pencils at a thrift store. I opened them as soon as I got home and sketched a quick profile of my son. It was the best feeling to capture even a close resemblance. The kids were all impressed with me.
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