I have been wanting to draw more. I would like to try and draw something every day, but I fail daily. A few weeks ago I went to a village a few hours north of Mumbai with a friend. I was asked not to take photos so when I ventured out I sat and drew for a while. I was in a quite valley surrounded by small mountains. Children sat quietly around me while I drew, whispering to each other and looking over my shoulder. After I finished this I asked one of the boys if he wanted to draw something (asked is a stretch. I tried to motion to him to take my pen and draw), but he declined so I started drawing a portrait of him. When I tore it out, signed it, and had him sign his name on it, he ran and proudly showed it to his mother. I have to say I was actually proud of the portrait. I do miss drawing.
