tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91205766318383402612011-04-21T21:51:05.992-07:00My thoughts for free to you out thereXXXnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9120576631838340261.post-18023352874367662992008-03-24T21:06:00.001-07:002008-03-25T03:21:04.698-07:00I spend a lot of my time thinking about many things; about myself, other people, and about life in the bigger scheme of things. Although, perhaps pondering is a better word. Perhaps wondering or day-dreaming?<br /><br />Anyway, I envy writers with their ability to pour their minds into words. I'm no writer. Still, I can write, so may be I should start writing my minds down, like here in this blog. Now or never, I may not have tomorrow to do this.<br /><br />I do like drawing; well, I used to. Long time ago, I used to draw every night just before I went to bed, when I was a child. I liked all sorts of papers, used or new, just as long as there's space on it for drawing. Old calendars, even newspapers. I made short comics. I drew cartoons for my friends at school. I enjoyed my drawings. I couldn't care less if other people did. May be that's why I enjoyed it so much.<br /><br />Now, I rarely draw. Just small doodling sometimes at work during boring meetings. I find it hard to draw. I feel like I'm loosing my creativity. May be I'm loosing my passion? Perhaps I've lost it? My hands could not hold pencil for drawing for long. They hurt a bit after a while.<br /><br />I remember I used to draw male characters, almost all of the time. Superman, batman, spiderman, you name it. Then one day, I started to draw women. I don't remember exactly when. You may say that's when I started to grow interest in the opposite sex. But, because I drew men all of the time, my women drawings looked a bit masculine.<br /><br />And I remember my mum used to tell me, that my women need to be a bit more feminine but I didn't believe that. To me, my women drawings were just fine. They had long hairs, curly eye lashes, and wore skirts.<br /><br />As I grew older, I realized that my women drawings were not so feminine. So I perfected my drawing skill. My women were becoming 'prettier'. My drawing was better, yet as I grew older, I enjoy my drawings less and less.<br /><br />Sometime I want to go back those days when I enjoy my drawings so much ... but may be this is just a phase I'm going through ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9120576631838340261-1802335287436766299?l=carelesslythinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>XXXnoreply@blogger.com0