Art: The Color to My Life’s Canvas (A Memoir)
Throughout my life, I stayed in my home, but it is not the houses we have instead it is the houses in our minds. For me, I call it home, but others might call it a “comfort zone” or a “safe space.” I stayed in my humble abode for far too long, as I grew, I discovered new things, I’m myself when I’m home, which gave me the freedom to explore and wonder what intrigues me. Then I discovered art, it was love at first sight, a breathtaking moment. Disney movies, cartoons, and comics; I’m not just watching or reading them, but I have used them to gather inspiration. Every time I would watch or read anything about drawing, my eyes would gleam with delight enjoying new stories and seeing different styles of art. It was the start of my artistic journey, and the time when I get to have a dream, a dream that I want to pursue as I grow. “I need to draw” art was an addiction; every time I get to draw something I feel calm and satisfied. Hundreds of papers were drawn because of me, the mome...