Faces

It's been a long time since I last drew; my familiar inconsistency is returning. That's wierdly comforting though!

I honestly didn't have any clue about what to call this one, and out of pure lack of a better choice, I call it "Faces".

Photographs

Two photographs, the first one of my eye (taken by my friend), and the second one of my friend (taken by me).

In the world of Bill Gates, there is no place for Shakespeare anymore.

That was the topic I chose to write a 1000 word essay on, in an "essay writing competition" in school. I wouldn't have participated myself, but someone recommended my name, and the teacher in charge specially asked me to do so, and so I agreed.

Since childhood I have heard that the "technique" behind writing a good essay is to first list your ideas and then structure them according a format, and then reproduce that on paper. Bullshit, I used to think. Never did I do so either. Essays meant nothing to me, and I just wrote them when forced to, like in an exam, or an assignment in class. 

To be continued ...

Yester-nights work. I'm getting quite unusually consistent! Scary! I call this one ... nothing yet.

Last night's work. I haven't named it yet.