I begin to draw since I knew I'm here in this world. My play time as my Ma would give me a piece of paper and a pen. My family (eight siblings) knew all how to draw naturally. We never really appreciate it as a talent as it's not appreciated much or not even a penny source of income in my laid back agricultural town. Among the eight of us I was the only who pursued arts after I was inspired by my husband. Doing in perfection is a process that I learned in a hard way. Yes I knew how to draw but not perfection. After five years of hardwork I've made my first and solo exhibition and I was very happy to hear and know that people like my work and I sold one painting and got commissions. So far so good but I know this is just the beginning.
I began to love photography as well as writing poetry and short stories.
Photography became second most thing to do other than painting. It is when I captured behaviors of nature so fast that my poor pencil couldn't catch up. The best thing is I learned more my subjects that helps me gives life and character to my painting.
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