by Jasmin Andrea
I've forgotten how much I love to draw. I used to draw every single day when I was a little girl. Day and night, I was always drawing or coloring. I enjoyed it very much, and still do...but there came a time that I stopped drawing.
And I remember reaching for my sketch notebook and pencil, and I drew something...it was a reflection of myself.I was going through a lot in life...emotionally, I just felt numb. I didn't know what to think or say. If that makes any sense at all. Then one day, I had an emotional breakdown. I was a complete disaster; a nuclear bomb that exploded into a trillion pieces. And I remember reaching for my sketch notebook and pencil, and I drew something...but it wasn't just something...it was a reflection of myself. Art is self expression.
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