In tenth grade, I liked breakdancing a lot. I practiced by myself for months to master one single move and I could not. Then I moved to Montana when some friends and I decided to form a crew and practice breakdancing together. In mere three months, we had our first performance in a wedding (yup, that's me in the picture). After that fateful year, I had mastered quite a number of moves and was capable of taking an instructor’s role. Then I went to college at a tiny town where no one ever breakdanced. Dancing alone in a corner was purely sad, and there was no longer a point for me to practice. So I stopped.
Drawing never was my talent, because when I was little I was bad at it. Then with practice I became a decent artist who could make his own comics. In one year I would complete about 3 – 4 pictures, and I satisfied with it. January 2011 came, brought along an online forum where people with great drawing techniques competed for prizes. I was so influenced by the website that when February came, I already had finished 3 pictures, 2 comics, and also 2 manuscripts were in process. Furthermore, I became much better with shading, using screentones, and inkings. In one month, I achieved an improvement of several years’ worth.
Community is indescribably important, no matter that we do. Joining a community of people who share the same passion helps us feel a little bit more of being ourselves, of being complete. We now have friends to whom we can share what we love, talk about it, challenge about it, and encourage one another to nurture that very passion. It is quite unimaginable for humans to wholeheartedly want to develop a certain passion and not seeking company with others who have that same interest. We ought to.
Speaking of which, don’t we have something to fix here, my fellow church-less Christians?
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