It's easier to put my thoughts on a piece of paper then it is to speak them. My mouth opens but my brain can never match up what to say. When I have a pencil in hand and a paper below, suddenly my hand has a mind of its own. That's the only way I can make sense of my thoughts. Paper is made from trees, and maybe that's why I like nature so much.
Welcome to my corner of the world.
 Photographer.📷 Drawer.✍🏽Painter. 🖌Allergic to cats. 🤧Allegedly a boov. 👾Likes shinny things. ✨