I miss my grandmother who died a long while ago so I drew this old woman. Her name is Mayina Khatun and she is a Rohingya. Funny! I couldn’t drew her face long but ended up making it a bit round like my grandma’s.
I love how drawing things relaxes and focuses me; and, I love how drawing has always felt natural to me. I have not been trained in the classroom in this art except for when I was in high school. I belonged to a Pakistani high school, which was run in a small city named Sheikhupura, so obviously we had to learn without much help—I studied in National Model High School. I only had a sketch pad, some pencils, a sharpener, an eraser, and some color pencils. My teachers taught me how to draw fruits, vegetables, flowers, and ducks. I even won an award for drawing and coloring ducks. The easiest competition that I had was a genius who knew all the Sciences and Humanities but he could draw only pea-sized photographs. 🙂 Hehehehe! I was around 15 years old when I left my high school and joined a Women’s Only College that was also very strict about Sciences—I feel like crying. We had music and dance events though as well as bazaars, which was helpful. I came to Canada in 1997 but I have not yet saved enough cash for Arts classes.
But, it still worked out fabulously for me. I wonder how my drawings would change after I have trained myself with the help of some real artists!
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