Many moons ago, I used to draw things. It was part hobby, part school – but I enjoyed it and it was fun.
Eventually, career and family took precedence and I didn’t so much quit as simply stop. I just never had time to pour into a project. I did keep my old drawing table in pieces in the basement for the day when there would once again be time, but I’m not convinced it will survive the next cleanup.
Anyhow, a number of years back, I was stuck at work overnight babysitting a very, very long-running batch process and at about 5:00 a.m. I decided that since I had nothing better to do, I’d see whether anything was left in the hands (that’s always been the biggest fear – that someday I’d reach for this and find it was gone). On no sleep and lots (and lots) of coffee, I took one of my favourite pictures and drew it up.
I post it here to say that it’s OK, Bruins. I forgive you.
And good luck.
Great sketch, that is really well done! As someone who has always dabbled in sketching myself, although like you have had less time for it in recent years, I would love to see more drawings posted here if you run across any others.
Love the sketch. I worry I lost my ability to draw and paint as well. So much time has passed since it was a part of my life.