I haven't drawn anything for several months due to the rise of AIs, they have managed to demotivate me in such a way that I didn't see the point in continuing to paint. But as soon as I started sketching and painting again, many memories and sensations came back with an unprecedented surge. I remembered how happy this makes me, I remembered how relieved I feel after having taken something out of my head and captured it in an image and having achieved that with my hands and not by making a series of combinations of words spat at a generation AI. images. I don't know if anyone else has felt this way but I wanted to share my experience and know that the skills are still there and that they can never be taken away from me. I don't know where all this will end but what I have learned today is that doing this fills me up and reconnects with my childhood and that is something beautiful that I want to keep in my life.