How did you learn to draw so good ?
My hands mingling over the crayons lying all over the bed-sheets, trying to fetch that one particular colour for bringing out the shades in the grass of the park which was canvased on a piece of chart paper, right of an A3 size. The competition was going to start in an hour and I was doing the Rehearsal Dinner for the big Wedding event yet to come; practising on that ‘Park Scene’ which my father sketched for me to colour which I was going to Xerox (as my father thought believing in my talent) in the Drawing Competition, Yes starting in an hour!
Every year we used to have this ‘Annual Unit Drawing Competition’ at Air Force Station, Hindon (as much as I can recall it) where children of different age groups could participate. This year my father thought of me to be worthy of it so he prepared me with quite an enthusiasm, with that Park Scene which I was supposed to make there. I packed my all colours which were like twigs scattered all over the place. Pencil box checked, crayons and Sketch pens checked, flat board checked and most importantly Maa ka aashirwaad checked. Me and my father off to the competition.
I was surprised to look at the hamper of children over there that to of various sizes. There were big ones too with their big ones forming a …show more content…
But on-and-on my interest towards drawing increased more and up to that level that I used to be awake late at night engaged by the process of creating a new masterpiece (at least for me). This envious reaction later became a hobby which developed a creative side of mine. I had a keen interest in drawing cartoons or superhero characters from the starting which led to my father buying me comic books on my birthdays as a present so that more than reading it , I could draw the characters from
My hands mingling over the crayons lying all over the bed-sheets, trying to fetch that one particular colour for bringing out the shades in the grass of the park which was canvased on a piece of chart paper, right of an A3 size. The competition was going to start in an hour and I was doing the Rehearsal Dinner for the big Wedding event yet to come; practising on that ‘Park Scene’ which my father sketched for me to colour which I was going to Xerox (as my father thought believing in my talent) in the Drawing Competition, Yes starting in an hour!
Every year we used to have this ‘Annual Unit Drawing Competition’ at Air Force Station, Hindon (as much as I can recall it) where children of different age groups could participate. This year my father thought of me to be worthy of it so he prepared me with quite an enthusiasm, with that Park Scene which I was supposed to make there. I packed my all colours which were like twigs scattered all over the place. Pencil box checked, crayons and Sketch pens checked, flat board checked and most importantly Maa ka aashirwaad checked. Me and my father off to the competition.
I was surprised to look at the hamper of children over there that to of various sizes. There were big ones too with their big ones forming a …show more content…
But on-and-on my interest towards drawing increased more and up to that level that I used to be awake late at night engaged by the process of creating a new masterpiece (at least for me). This envious reaction later became a hobby which developed a creative side of mine. I had a keen interest in drawing cartoons or superhero characters from the starting which led to my father buying me comic books on my birthdays as a present so that more than reading it , I could draw the characters from