When I first started my drawing habit, it did not occur to me to re-open the four containers my parents kept my toys in when I stopped playing with them years ago. Opening them felt like re-discovering a part of my past that I do not appreciate as much as I should have. I want to use most of them as reference for drawing practice but I can't help but get the feeling that I should use them for more than that. It feels like there are an infinite amount of possibilities for how I can use these toys. It's like I want to play with them again but in a more creative way than my child self did.
Hmmm. . . .
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