Drawing Penchil Art Chapter# 8

The colors of life are washed away like water.
Life is a gift to every human being. Every moment of life in life teaches people something that they have to lose a lot to overcome. The smile of lost pain stops the happy moment.

I meant in my drawing, a heartbroken boy with an umbrella in his hand, standing in the rain under the clouds.
Here #Clouds means destiny.
# Rain is meant to be time. And the #Blowing color signifies the happiness that has gone from his life.

It started with a pencil sharpener

Then i fillup with the cloure of Rain drops.

Finally touch with the Black