The desire to create

I started drawing when I was 13. Back then, I didn't care about anatomy or my drawing looking realistic. I just wanted to draw, even if it looks wonky or silly. I would show you to you what those art looked like, but I can't. Not because I didn't want to, but because I burned my old art book because I was ashamed and embarrassment what I have drawn on there.

Fast foward to today, I still draw but my improvement was slow. My passion for drawing has slowly decreased, the energy to pratice was gone, and I sometimes feel like I wanted to drop drawing altogether. I tried to plan days or weekends dedicated to drawing but I just skip it or forgot about it.

Everyday I imagine my art being pawsome. I wanted my art to look like my favorite artist, to draw cute furries and gay stuff. But all I do is imagine and imagine, every single day without thinking of opening Ibis Paint or a pencil. It's no suprise why I haven't improved much yet.

I know if I don't do anything now my passion will fade away. Everytime I wanted to practice I said to myself "I can do that next week," or "I could do that tomorrow." Those days never happened. I still have a desire to create stuff but it's blocked by my lazyness. Maybe I'll snap out of my procrastination soon, or I might just drop it. Who knows?