Yesterday on a spontaneous trip to El Corte Inglés (large Spanish department store) we ended up somehow in the middle of the stationery and crafts section. They had all kinds of gorgeous notebooks, writing sets, cards, every kind of paint, bright chubby crayons and a glistening display of perfectly sharpened colouring pencils which quickly became a necessary impulse buy. I want to draw!
But I could never draw. Ever. I know this very well. My brother was always the one with the artistic flair, drawing video game characters and making his own comics.
Blatantly ignoring this fact, I was pretty excited about these pencils (Staedtler, to be more specific) and when I got home and started doodling random things, overlooking their quality, it was quite relaxing. A benefit in itself really!
On the other end of the spectrum, before we returned home we took our bag filled with newly purchased pencils…
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