it took me long time to realise...
and it sux to admit it....
i try hard to make it work...
and sometimes i end up forget how to start...
untill a while..
i dont dislike it...but neither passionate about it.
i really do!
it is untill i realise everytime i try i kindda forcing myself..
compare to others who thrown it out smoothly as easy as water flowing.
i forced my self to believe it.
even hard how envy i am, make me hate myself more.
i try to make it work..becos i believe i can do everything that i wish i can..
try to learn..
try to brush every line, color each column, and even experiment with the element i got.
until i hate when it stuck in my head...
until it leaves me with a black blank in my head..
wat i am supposed to do next?
wat color am i supposed to do..?
wat concept??? wat feeling that i should throw in it?
wat line, is it mass, or just a tiny sketch line i should do?
i want it to be perfect? i want it to be as wat i think my mind would be..
until that black blank spot emerged to something again...
i just want the drawing to be as wat it seen underneath..
not just as simple as line nor color..
wat inside it...
N NOW...THIS IS LIFE.
LOVE,
FARISYA NADIAH
