I’ve never recovered from losing Art

What used to be my fortress of solitude, became the source of anxiety and depression. Drawing is a fundamental way in which I engage with the world. My day usually starts with the kinesthetic behavior of putting the proverbial pen to paper. In tech it’s colloquially known as “whiteboarding.”

But this was a habit I picked up in my youth:

The 10,000-hour rule certainly applies to me. I spent a lot of my youth drawing things, building things with LEGOs, and designing things quietly in a corner.

In high school, I further developed my skills (Some pieces from then 👆🏻). Reluctantly, that got me into a well-respected art school despite my average GPA.

AND that’s when it all changed.

In less than two years, creating Art became a constant reminder of my failure in college.

What used to be my fortress of solitude, became the source of anxiety and depression.

Over time I learned to channel my creative energies into web design. Something far less personal that merged my artistic ability with new skills in computer science.

And books became my new solace.

Today I still dabble a bit with watercolor, illustration, and digital art. But I don’t think I’ve quite recovered from losing Art.

Originally posted on Instagram, March 3, 2020

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