Recently when Mama was performing spring cleaning, she found a self-portrait which I had drawn in 1988, 23 years ago! It actually brought back some 'artist' memories.... I had enjoyed drawing since young, and loved the feeling of sketching things out, refining them until I got something satisfactory. Although I did not draw very well, I had deliberately not to pursue Arts in my study, been afraid of risking my interest in drawing. I wanted to follow my heart and draw when I wanted to, and draw what I wanted to... instead of stressing myself in delivering art pieces for assessment. This worked out well till date, I still loved drawing and still drawing poorly, i guess this is what we call "give and take".
1988 - self-portrait
1990 - Tortoise Village
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