From the moment someone first placed a mouth stick in my mouth, I started on a journey that will be never ending. The first thing that I did was learn to manipulate the mouth stick. My jaw muscles were very weak, and at first I could not even make a straight line.
I began working trying to make that straight line, circles, triangles, boxes, etc. Then after a month or two, I drew my first "picture". It looked like a small child had drawn it, but I was very proud. I progressed slowly. I kept a colored copy of every picture that I drew, and I have saved them over the years so that I could keep up with my own progress. I have improved, but I am nowhere near the place I would like to be. I am still a student, but that's okay... ... ... I am improving, and it's a great journey!
Art is a journey, not a destination