All my life, I’ve been that person who somehow just knows how to do things without being taught, my friends often joke and call me the “Jack of all trades.” Whether it’s fixing something, figuring out tech, helping with design ideas, or coming up with creative solutions, I seem to have a natural ability to adapt and pick things up but out of all the things I’ve done effortlessly, the one that caught and held my heart the most is art.
Drawing is something that’s always been a part of me, I never had a formal lesson, never attended an art class, and never studied techniques like shading or perspective from books yet, from a young age, I could draw with ease while others struggled with basic sketches or needed tracing guides, I could look at something once and bring it to life on paper iht felt natural, like breathing.
It started with simple doodles, i would draw in my school notebooks faces, objects, cartoons and classmates would gather around just to watch, I never thought it was anything special until people started reacting with surprise, asking, “Did you really draw that?” That’s when I realized I had something unique.
Art became more than a skill for me it became a quiet companion, when life felt loud, confusing, or stressful, I found calm in sketching, I never needed a reference or instructions. My mind would form the image, and my hand would follow. Over time, I grew better at capturing expressions, motion, light, and depth all without formal training, It was like the knowledge was built into me, just waiting to be used.
Out of all the many things I’ve been able to do without being taught like helping in the kitchen, solving basic tech issues, editing videos, or even organizing events it’s drawing that feels closest to my soul. It’s the one unlearned gift that speaks to me on a deeper level. With every pencil stroke, I feel connected to a part of myself that’s honest, raw, and expressive.
Even today, I still surprise myself, I’ll sit down, intending to draw casually, and end up creating something that looks like it took hours of planning. My friends continue to call me the “Jack of all trades,” but even they agree art is where my talent shines brightest. It’s more than a hobby, it’s a calling I didn’t go looking for, but found anyway.
Sometimes, the things we’re best at don’t come from books or lessons. They come from within, from instinct, from passion, from a place we don’t always understand. For me, that place has always been filled with art. And I’m grateful every day that I discovered it.
All images are minep
