I would never be a professional artist. Why? Because I don't have perseverance, that's why. I only paint or draw when I feel like it...like this morning, I felt the urge as I opened my windows. The sky was luminous blue and the tree looked dark against it. Then its foliage caught the first rays of the sun. Everything was still and beautiful...yes, far more beautiful than this pastel drawing.
My apologies to nature.
