I have this drift to keep drawing my surroundings.
Because my drawings tell me how I feel about my surroundings, or how I feel in common.
It is a game of interchanging emotions and thoughts.
Trees make me feel calm, and I see true beauty which I try to capture.
Cities and buildings can make me feel like a established order is running me.
How small did we make ourself?
Or is there beauty within the nature of our drift to build stuff through the natural laws?