I made this roughly 6-7 years back. I used to scribble stuff here and there with pencil or a pen. The last page of my fair notebooks and most pages of my rough notebook were filled with eyes, faces or just something random. I sucked at the art class though. I used to beg my younger sister to do my art homework. I guess subjects there never interested me. Call me picky! In my first year of undergrad, I saw a poster on a wall in my friend's room. Whenever I would visit her, I would just get lost staring at that poster studying and admiring the details. It was a poster of a painting. i was so attracted to it that I felt the urge to recreate it every time I would see it. I had no idea about paints or brushes or colors at that time. I bought a sketch book and picked up a regular pencil and started drawing. I wasn't even sure I could do anything near to that. But when I finished, as an amateur I was pretty impressed of myself . My friends looked at it and were amazed. That just made me realize that I could draw and I was actually interested in art!
