I used to draw. A lot. Then, for some reason, I stopped. Pretty much the year I moved out of my parents' house, which was in 2000. Maybe it was just that I suddenly didn't have as much time as I used to, or maybe there was just too much else going on at the time.
But before then, it was hard to catch me without a pencil in my hands.
Above is an example of the kind of stuff I was doodling at school, in class. Funny, none of my teachers ever told me to stop.
I decided I'm gonna try and start again. I cleared my desk - my computer is already on a standing desk anyway; mostly I've had my laptop on there for whenever I felt like sitting down
on a computer, but I can do that anywhere else in the house. This corner is special; it's the southwest corner of the house, so there's gonna be plenty of light throughout the day. Also, it's where the living room heater is
I really need to start doing some offline things again...