I learned how to draw in high school. Our art teacher was so good that when I went home for a vacation, it looked like I went to an art school and not a science high school. I had a better grade in art than in science.
I think my mother threw away all my artworks in one of her routine general cleaning. I still have my sketchbook from college. I used to draw when I got bored.
My roommate’s water jug.
This is supposed to be Day 14 of the 30-day blogging challenge.