It seems to me that the profession should be similar to your favorite shoes. It is pleasant for you to think about it, it is pleasant to use it and there is confidence in the future.
Yesterday I tried a new paper for watercolors. And I caught myself feeling that I am pleased to use this tool. Automatically there is a desire to draw on this paper again and again. It's nice to drive a brush over the paper, watch how the paint spreads across the sheet, and how the shades of the strokes are laid out. And there was a thought, maybe this is how artists become artists? A person is captured by the process and he wants to repeat it again and again.
At least, a very consonant thought sounded among the established masters. Someone liked to look at the flowers. At some point, there was a desire to draw it. He wanted to do this every day. As a result, they are amazing masters of their craft, whom many people want to look up to.
I'm still trying to find an answer to why people are engaged in their craft and creativity every day. Where does the desire to create arise from?
The work is done in watercolor
