Growing up, I showed an aptitude for academics so I was "tracked" out of "frivolous" things such as drawing. Somewhere along the way, I started to believe I couldn't draw, or I shouldn't draw. "Couldn't" and "shouldn't" became synonymous in my mind despite direct evidence that I could - the multitude of elementary school drawings scattered in class notebooks, the school gym floor painting and the full wall mural I drew when in high school. I drew and drew alot. But I've never had a true set of drawing tools. It's time I rectified that.
I'm fortunate to remember I loved to draw and not be afraid to get back into it. I admit as a younger woman, I was swayed by expectations whether stated out loud or not. I'm glad I have this first set of drawing tools.