My name is Abhirup Majumder, an 18 year old boy, and I am an artist. I believe that everything around us is an art, not just everything, even the life we live and every breathe we take is also some kind of art to me. I know it sounds weird, but it is exactly what I feel. I never boast about my works, because I think there is a lot more to achieve, as we all know quite well that perfection has no limits. That moment you start thinking, "Man! I'm the best!"; your'e doomed.
My life has always been a bit different than the life of any other person and I'm glad for it. I was never good at drawing right from the beginning like every other artist who are mostly born with this talent. I developed it somehow, unknowingly. This journey of mine as an artist started with scribbling on walls; the other kids of my age, according to my mother, were more attracted towards toys and cartoon shows but I was attracted towards pencils and colors and anything that you can use to put a mark. My family found it quite amusing until I started a tantrum for my drawings not being up to my satisfaction. Now, for a kid of that age drawing something perfect was next to impossible, but still I remember the anger I had when my stick like human figures wouldn't match with the details of a flesh and blood human; erasing it, I drew again, then again I found it was nothing that seemed perfect about it, I erased and drew again and this stupid thing wen't on until I started breaking my crayons and cursing myself.
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LIFE OF AN ARTIST
Non-FictionLife is not same for everyone, but for an artist it is a lot more different than that of rest of the people. They see things differently. Even the smallest things which goes unnoticed. Maybe they have the most beautiful soul on Earth or maybe not, b...
