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I used to feel safe walking around with a notebook and a pen. For writing not for sketching. And I rarely used them outdoors, though i must admit i did occasionally. But it didn't do me any good, it didn't make me catch the ideas home and use them for any work. But then yesterday I took my marker and a calque notebook to sketch a character for a potential client. Sketching and tracing over and over, I knew I'd never take writing tools with me. And next time it'll always be the marker and the white cards. I went home worked more and went to bed with my cartooning book, my sketch and my marker. And i discovered that i'm now connecting emot

I feel very artistic today.. Eventhough the day was , :D was... It was one hell of a screwed up day for me. But I was looking forward for a moment when i can draw and sing , sketch a character that only God knows what it'll be turning into. I kept stretching it between a teen-y mechanic and an egyptian simple poor mechanic. Adding too much hair and losing the shoe for a single toe-slipper.. And at the end I felt something that resembles a hint, a deja vu of the future. That maybe, just maybe, this is what i KNOW i wanna do forever. Draw.. Which is ironic and kind of gives me a sweet vengeful feeling towards someone... he3he3 Anyway I dr