I’m learning to draw 

I haven’t blogged in a while. There’s a myriad of excuses and circumstances that I can expound on. For the sake of simplicity, I’ll admit that I’ve gone through self-hustle fatigue yet again. Even this blog post, which is both an update and a roadmap concerning the future of the blog, has gone through multiple delays throughout the week.

But as the title suggests, there are some insights that I want to share with you as I’m learning another skill to add to my arsenal.


When I was younger, I would spend hours staring at cartoons. There was something about watching animated drawings that sparked my interest in art. I remember trying to follow the step-by-step process of drawing Bart Simpson from a book and feeling shame over my crude recreation of the iconic character. I then concluded that I wasn’t meant to be an illustrator.

Fast forward to high school. I’m in this class that teaches you how to use Adobe Photoshop and Illustrator. What I enjoyed the most from being in the class was that it combined my love for art and technology. I wasn’t an artistic genius nor a technical specialist, but it set me on this path to become a weird hybrid of both.

Recently, I decided to take some Skillshare classes on drawing out of curiosity. I also ordered a book from Amazon on the basics of drawing. I believe that confronting my initial reluctance to drawing will expand my creativity and bring me back to my childlike passion for illustration.


Every artist desires to draw their dreams into existence. With each stroke, a piece of your consciousness is put on display for the world to witness. On my artistic journey, I’ve relied on observation and ingenuity to showcase my perspective. I drew from other people’s work in order to draw my own.

I’m still learning to draw nearer to God. To draw from His well daily and drink it thankfully. My artistic gifts mean nothing if I don’t acknowledge the Giver. The sovereign Illustrator that hand-painted everything and to whom I draw inspiration from daily.

Penning my purpose

With all that said, there is still some uncertainty that lingers over this blog. I’ve come to accept the fact that this blog may never be as big as I intended it to be. And all the blame is solely placed on me.

For the past 2 years, I wanted to build my own platform and attract an audience that supports my work. But life got in the way. People got in my way. The slow growth, empty promises, and missed opportunities got in the way. I got in the way.

I place a lot of value into the future. The what ifs, what could be, and what should be. My mind is a cesspool of insecurities and complications. My priorities are never consistent and I’m prone to jealousy whenever I see someone more successful. Yet this is the life I chose. And I’m too far and too stubborn to turn back now.

So here is my plan going forward. Maybe it’s time to treat this blog like a journal again. An online repository of poetry, ramblings, thoughts, quotes, doodles, and the like. No perfect answers or witty think pieces that will change your life. Starting next Wednesday, I’m going to dedicate myself to posting something every Wednesday. Although I’ll try to post more content throughout the week, I do want to set aside Wednesday as my main day to focus on this blog.

If you have any suggestions or topics for me to cover, feel free to email me at brotherhumbled@gmail.com and I will take them into consideration.

It definitely feels good to draw again.


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