In the last couple of weeks, I’ve started a new daily (almost) habit of practicing calligraphy and portraiture drawing using a brush pen.  As much as I love doing art, I’m still very skeptical about the idea of becoming a full-time (starving) artist.

Since my uncle got really sick earlier this year and later passed away, I found my initial idea of designing and selling functional, sustainable, and delightful products a bit meaningless, it’s not something I can use to help my deceased uncle one bit whatsoever.  My initial ambition and passion in setting up the studio seemed to have faded away.

Recently I’ve started dreaming of a new career, I find myself constantly thinking of ways to use the gifts that God has lavishly given me to help others (while making a living hopefully).  Art seems to be one of the key ingredients, and I’ve also started acquiring other ingredients (skillsets), for that future endeavor.  While waiting for this yet vague “dream” to be realised, I figured it’s best to discipline myself in some kind of regular training to keep my skills sharpened.  As the saying goes, “chance favors the prepared mind.”