Atsushi Ohkubo

In the 40 years I have been alive, it was only recently that I understood the joys of drawing, which was also the first time in 30 years. by Atsushi Ohkubo

In the 40 years I have been alive, it was only recently that I understood the joys of drawing, which was also the first time in 30 years. I have been drawing since I was a child, but with only a slight desire to become an artist. My love for art started when I was 3 years old, when I received a book that had an unique artwork in the appendix. When the paper was wetted, the artwork changed, and I remember enjoying it so much that in the end, the paper was completely worn out. After that, on the bus ride home from preschool, I learned about beauty when I was moved by a scene of the bamboo trees glowing under the evening sun. When I was in elementary school, I started drawing on my own accords. I began by replicating manga scenes and showing it to my friends. I also received awards in sketching events, which influenced me to continue drawing. In middle school, I learned about oil paintings through Picasso, Dali, and Chagall and began drawing it. One day, I brought my artwork to my art teacher, whose comment left a lasting impression on me. I drew the view from the neighborhood bank, but I struggled as… Read More »In the 40 years I have been alive, it was only recently that I understood the joys of drawing, which was also the first time in 30 years. by Atsushi Ohkubo