My Deviant Art Story

Seems to me that everyone is doing this....so, might as well...


I started to draw in Second grade. The people's heads would be huge, and the bodies were tiny. I thought it looked cool, and I thought that I was a cartoon character, until I looked in my reflection.

In sixth grade, I was really shy. I did not even know who everyone was. I then was inside a L.A. class, but then was swtitched into a different one. That's where I met . I thought she was a pretty good drawer compared to mine, so I started to draw more often. She suggested D.A, so I created a D.A account, and I thought that my art style was good. I then started to watch more anime, and read more manga. I realised that my art style was horrible. also told me that my anime style back then was wrong. I look back at the drawings, and even I thought that it were horrible. I then started to Improve on my drawings. However, then my desktop stopped working, and I couldn't use the internet for a while. But I then drew more anime styled stuff. Then, I discovered Instagram, thanks to . I started to draw better, but not quite today. I wanted to impress everyone that I had full potential with drawing, so I did. Ever since I saw that everyone actually cares for my drawings, I started to draw, shade, and highlight really well because I was inspired by everyone. Today, I start to even regret recoloring and my drawings in the past, and remembering that past, and that we move on.

Today, I feel...great about the drawings, and I do not care about the fame and money. I care about the drawings because they make me happy, and memorable. The drawings are for people that want to be inspired. Even though no one hears my voice, they can tell by tons of my pictures. A picture is worth a thousand words. In fact, I even start to redraw some of my drawings. They just make me feel proud of what I really am.