My D Journey

The weird thing about d is that you never realise it coming until its already there and has taken control.

I enrolled in to a drawing lesson in a cultural institution without thinking much of it. I would maybe meet people at best but whatever. And then I meet my drawing teacher; fun, open and really passionate. He made me realise I wasn't so bad at drawing after looking at my old work, and by the second day, I had drawn my first portrait. I was really proud of myself for the first time in a while. Soon enough, I bought a sewing machine to bring to life some of my fashion ideas.

By then I realised the desire to finish a portrait or a new style on my machine, grew stronger than the pull to stay in bed. 

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