In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing because only you can handle your life. A moment I felt idle, and all I could think of is my pencil, drawing sheet, eraser, and my set-square.
The pencil is in your hand, so the ball is in your court. What have you got inside that heart of yours, show your talent to the world, show your creativity, and give it your best shot. Surely, their is always something in that place you thing you can only see the vanishing point.
That my life, my work, and work in progress.
“Purity, patience, and perseverance are the three essentials to success and, above all, love.”-Swami Vivekananda
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”– F. Scott Fitzgerald
Written by Jacob Ibrag Take everything, Don’t need reminders of yesterday. Out of sight, leave my mind. Only time will replace the thought of you and I. Photographer Unknown
Written by Jacob Ibrag Some people will have you believe that they’ve figured it all out, their one pure reason for breathing. Yet how can I accept that thought when there is more potent…