adorned with a sketch pencil in hand
i watched her draw
transforming lines and shades into
something so immaculate
stunning, complex, and
utterly gorgeous.

i admire the architects in my environmental design class. to have the gift to draw and compose forms of shape and structure is beyond anything i ever could imagine. sometimes i wish to be them. those damn architects. the henry roarks, peter keatings, and dominique francons.

"it's no use wasting what you've got on an ideal that you'll never reach, that they'll never let you reach. it's no use, taking that marvelous thing that you have and making a torture rack for yourself out of it."

ayn rand. the fountainhead.