Sketchbooking

I used to draw constantly when I was a few years younger, and I still find the hobby very relaxing and rewarding, but I have almost no time to do it. In this calm before the storm however, when I don't really have anything but a few pages of notes to read through at night, I find myself drawn to pick up a pencil again. Art is just about the only other major route I considered for my life aside from medicine, but the consideration came and went quickly. Being an artist would've become a job eventually, leaving little behind of the hobby I once loved. Being a pharmacist is different--I doubt it could ever feel like work.

These are the first pieces I've squeezed in during the past two years. Sad, I know. I still paint, but only during break. I blame all of this on pharmacy school, selfishly robbing me of other things I enjoy while consuming most of my time. One day, when school is all said and done, I'd like to make it part of my daily life again.

The top image is of me and Mike. I can draw Mike in what I consider to be a fairly accurate way... but I really have no idea what I look like. That seems unusual, I know, but it's the absolute truth. The dragon was unfinished in my old sketchbook--a floating head on a white page. I gave him some wings. :)


Don't steal my images, or I'll harvest your organs. :D