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Remember the time ? - when you were able to draw for hours and hours holding onto a crappy paper without any self-doubt or worries about whatever you were drawing, however they would turn out? For me, that is, indeed, one of those long lost blessings from my childhood... That very same activity that was once bottomless source of joy now feels just out of reach.
I think drawing is all about having that lost sense back, being a fearless, blessed child again, and nuture and spoil this dreaming mind again.

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