I still felt lost. And was becoming more frustrated, really searching for an answer.
So what are my “roots” with my art? Drawing. Without a doubt. My very first drawing ever (in 3rd grade) was what clinched my love for art. And drawing is the foundation of all my art. So, I pulled out my pencils. And began….
And things began to click. My desire for more openness (which I wrote about in my last post), my interest in horizon lines, above and below ground concept, remaining balance in life, even the yin-yangs all seemed to come together for me. I regained some clarity in my direction. And I am finally feeling a bit more energized in moving forward!