Why beginner art looks bad is something every new artist experiences. When you start painting or drawing, your imagination is far ahead of your skills — and that gap creates frustration.

This stage is not failure. It is learning.

The Skill–Vision Gap in Art

Your eyes improve faster than your hands. You can see mistakes before you know how to fix them. This is exactly why beginner art looks bad, even when effort is honest. Most people quit here, thinking they lack talent. In reality, they quit right before improvement begins.

How to Improve Without Losing Confidence

The solution is simple:

• Create regularly, not perfectly
• Focus on process, not results
• Follow structured guidance

Short daily practice sessions help your hand catch up with your vision.

Follow step-by-step beginner art lessons inside the app.

Every good artist once created bad art. The only difference? They didn’t stop.

The Beginner Phase Every Artist Tries to Skip

Try finding answers for these honestly, they might help you find some answers inside you:

• The “skill–eye gap”
• Famous artists’ early failures
• Why quitting early feels logical but costs growth

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Fly together, but don’t tie my wings with yours 
Don’t forget to take your own flight, whenever there is an inner call
Be together, but with strings of infinite lengths
Share as many as you wish, but no obligations to breaths
Walk together, but choose your way when on a fork
Of course, this would test us, but choose your own walk
Trust me, as I do too

And be there whenever you wish to share moments, a few
Be there for me, if you wish to
Motivate me to take my own struggles
Never feel obligated to solve all my puzzles
Though we won’t leave our hands on the hurdles 
Don’t expect me to be there for you all the time
As we may take different paths sometime
Consider the list of Love, trust, and respect
If you ask me to reorder the queue, It would go like
Respect first, build Trust, and then would the love display its hues

~ Ishika Aggarwal

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January 1, celebrated as New Year’s Day, is the first day of the year in the Gregorian Calendar, perhaps the first day of the calendars hung at most of our homes.
Celebrations for this day start a day before, New Year’s Eve, and then last for around the entire month of January.

Resolutions, Checklists, and More

Resolutions

• Healthy Diet ( Becoming a Vegan )
• Exercise & Fitness Routine
• Developing a Reading Habit
• Frequent Walks ( Morning, Evening, etc )
• Developing a Habit To Finish ( Giving oneself the gift of done ~ Jon Acuff )
• Practicing Creative Hobbies
• Economically Balanced Life
• Avoiding Guilty Pleasures ( Drinking Alcohol, Smoking Cigarettes, Binge Eating, Binge Walking, etc )

List of To-Be-Travelled Destinations

In India :

• Valley of Flowers Trek
• Ranthambore
• Kuari Pass Trek
• Jaipur
• Nainital
• Shimla
• Mussoorie
• Lonavala
• Kolad
• Kamshet
• Alibaug
• Panchgani
• Rajmachi
• Sunderbans
• Arunachal Pradesh
• Gokarna
• Chikmagalur
• Wayanad
• Alleppey
• Munnar
• Hampi
• Ooty
• Yercaud
• Lakshadweep

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Why is this day called so?

We celebrate 22 December as the National Mathematics Day in India as declared on 26 February 2012 by the then Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh. This declaration was made at Madras University to commemorate the 125th birth anniversary of the Indian mathematical genius Srinivasa Ramanujan (22 Dec 1887- 26 Apr 1920).

Since then, this day is celebrated every 22 December with a great many events held at educational institutions and universities throughout the world to keep alive the memory of the self-taught Mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan.

Excerpts from the PM’s speech at the 125th Birth Anniversary Celebrations of Ramanujan at Chennai

This is a section from the archive of the PM’s Speech delivered on December 26, 2011, in Chennai.

Dedicating more to him…

The foundation of the Ramanujan Math Park in Kuppam, in Chittoor, Andhra Pradesh, in 2017 augmented the day’s momentousness.
Furthermore, a Mathematics teacher Sanjiv Kumar conceptualized this park.

Excerpts from the Newspaper

This piece is from The Hindu and is dated December 27, 2011.

Correspondingly, this reminds me of the Hardy–Ramanujan number 1729

The number 1729 is called the Hardy–Ramanujan number after a popular visit by Hardy to see Ramanujan at a hospital.

I remember once going to see him when he was ill at Putney. I had ridden in taxi cab number 1729 and remarked that the number seemed to me rather a dull one, and that I hoped it was not an unfavourable omen. “No”, he replied, “it is a very interesting number; it is the smallest number expressible as the sum of two cubes in two different ways.”

~ Hardy

Before this anecdote, Hardy quoted Littlewood as saying, “Every positive integer was one of Ramanujan’s personal friends.”

The two different ways are:

Altogether, generalizations of this idea have created the notion of “taxicab numbers”.

And, A statement of Ramanujan from the movie: 
The man who knew Infinity
An equation means nothing to me unless it 
expresses a thought of God.

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Dosti Mubarak,
Bin garzo ka rishta aur sath humesha jaise koi farishta
Ek meethi si tasalli, ki koi janta h me hu jhalli
Vo Rango ki potli ya muskurahaton ka chittha
Jb bat ho unki aa jaaye zuban pr koi khatta meethe kissa
Baat ho vo kalam ki ya ho koi fasana, zaruri sa lage unko btana
Vahi rakhwale khwahisho k jo dil me hi to rehte hai
Vo kaise log hote h jinhe hm dost kehte h

Sadiyo baad b baat kre, to bhi kl ki baat sunate h
Salo baat na krne se bhi jo rishte na murjhate hai
Baat ho jb jinki khil jaaye har hissa hissa
Jin se mohabbat ka hota hai sabse pehla rishta
Jeena bhul jaaye to aksar vo sikhate hai
Vo kaise log hote hai, jinhe hm dost kehte hai

~Ishika Aggarwal

^{Dosti Mubarak is inspired by the following poetry by Irfan Ahmad Mir
(dedicated to a decade-old friendship…)}

vo kaise log hote haiñ jinheñ ham dost kahte haiñ

na koī ḳhuun kā rishta na koī saath sadiyoñ kā

magar ehsās apnoñ sā vo anjāne dilāte haiñ

vo kaise log hote haiñ jinheñ ham dost kahte haiñ

ḳhafā jab zindagī ho to vo aa ke thaam lete haiñ

rulā detī hai jab duniyā to aa kar muskurāte haiñ

vo kaise log hote haiñ jinheñ ham dost kahte haiñ

akele rāste pe jab maiñ kho jā.ūñ to milte haiñ

safar mushkil ho kitnā bhī magar vo saath jaate haiñ

vo kaise log hote haiñ jinheñ ham dost kahte haiñ

nazar ke paas hoñ na hoñ magar phir bhī tasallī hai

vahī mehmān ḳhvāboñ ke jo dil ke paas rahte haiñ

vo kaise log hote haiñ jinheñ ham dost kahte haiñ

~ Irfan Ahmad Mir

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And ya. Don’t get me wrong. I am not at all asking you to be selfish. Not in the least am I asking you to hurt others, or do wrong things. But trust me, as you dig deep into yourself you will be able to make out the magic that was long hidden behind the thick layers of webs and specks of dirt. Lying somewhere deep within you is the real you, beautiful, loving, lovely, and magical.
Certainly, most of the time the reason for our distressed relationship with others is in effect our distressed relationship with ourselves. Most of us complain that they don’t respect us. Don’t think as nicely of us as they should. Don’t respect our personal columns, etc. Whereas perhaps if you ever take out some time to notice, you will find they simply treat you the way you treat yourselves. They think about you merely the way you think of yourselves. And unquestionably, in some way or the other you inspire others to deal with you the way you deal with yourself!
Allow me to ask you a question. Have you ever met a person whom you greatly honor? If yes then, sit down. Roll back the reel of your memory and see how the person treated themselves when you first saw them. Uhmm.. hmm. I hope you remember how nicely the person thought of herself, how beautifully she carried herself, and how you could feel the charm and the warmth even from a distance.
Therefore, I am bound to repeat that indeed ‘All relationships sprout somewhere from our relationship with ourselves. ‘So the next time you find someone inappropriate towards you, take it as a message. The divine is guiding you that you need to sort out things with yourself. 
Life is beautiful. It is finite. Life is impermanent. Life lasts for some finite chapters in a book, even if they number in thousands, which is rarely the case. The number of chapters however may vary. But as important is the entry of the protagonist in a book, as necessary is her exit to be, in some chapters to come no matter how distant or close. 
Jo aya hai, use jaana bhi padega is Duniya se. So boss, don’t waste much time before you begin this task of finding yourself and then falling for yourself and loving yourself. You just have to do the former, and the love affair automatically follows.
Presently, you may think differently. And I totally respect that. But, before you accept not to take this suggestion, at least give it a try. 

Previously, I was watching the movie Shakuntla Devi, when I verily felt like writing this blog. The plot of the movie revolves around the strained relationship between a mother and a daughter bringing out a beautiful message, close to what we were talking about from the very first line.

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सुना है हमने फ़सानों में
मुहब्बत तो दम लेकर रहे

अपनी मर्ज़ी से कोई भला
ये दर्द की राह क्यों चुने

लगा है दिल तो हमारा भी कहीं
पर गलती से भी न उसे कोई मुहब्बत कहे

मुहब्बत तो मुहब्बत ही है
इस दिल्लगी को कोई मोहब्बत क्यों कहे

सोचती हूँ आजकल मैं की ये तेरा मेरा जो फ़साना है
ये मुहब्बत है या फिर बस जीने का बहाना है

तो यूँ हुआ की बात हुई
इक दिन जब दो मुसाफिर थे मिले

मिलकर बिछड़े बिछड़े फिर मिले
चले फिर लंबे यूँ ही सिलसिले

है या नहीं मुहब्बत ये
अब तक हम तय कर न सके

बातें तो बहुत हो जाती है उनसे
पर मतलब उनमें ढूँढे से न मिले

इन बातों में सलाम नमस्ते भी
अक्सर घंटे दो घंटे तक चले

अलविदा भी फिर कहता है
हम भी भला क्यों पीछे रहें

बस फिर करते करते अलविदा
बातों में ही हर रात कटे

शुरुआत में तो हर बात उनकी
दौड़कर जा गले से लगे

पर धीरे धीरे बाद में
हर बात का हम मोल भाव करने लगे

कुछ बातें दिल की राह करते
कुछ बातों पर लड़ते झगड़ते

होता यूँ की कभी कभी तो बात पहुँच जाती थी ठिकाने पे
कभी कभी मुड़ जाती थी कही किसी बहाने से

ज़्यादातर बातें आजकल राह भटक जाती हैं
बातें तो बहुत होती हैं पर उनके आने पर, न जाने किस सफर निकल जाती हैं

पंजाबी भी कुछ सीखी है , उर्दू भी हैं कुछ सीख रहे
अब बातों में वो बात नहीं, इसलिए नई बोली से सोचा थोड़ी मदद ले लें

आज फिर चलते चलते , कुछ लिखने का ख्याल आया
लिखने लगे कुछ उर्दू में पंजाबी में सवाल आया
” आ इश्क़ ही है या बिना गल तो किसी नाल वफ़ा दा चढ़ेया तैनूं बुखार है .. “

सवाल जिसकी दी गयी मिसाल है
सवाल ये ला-जवाब है

कहते भी हैं कि, मिल गए जवाब जिस मुहब्बत में
वो मुहब्बत बेबुनियाद , वो प्रेम नहीं छलवाद है

पूरी हो जाए जो वो मुहब्बत कहाँ
अधूरी हो वो ही मुहब्बत, वही लगन, वही प्यार है

अब ये सुनकर कोई भला करे भी तो क्या करे
रब्ब से फरियाद कोई करे भी तो क्या करे

की रब्ब तू मुहब्बत पूरी करदे
या फिर की तू प्रीति अधूरी करदे

चाहे प्रेम चाहे इबादत चाहे जो तू करदे
रब्ब मरने से पहले एक बार तो ज़रूर करदे

चाहे प्रेम चाहे इबादत चाहे जो तू करदे
रब्ब मरने से पहले एक बार तो ज़रूर पूरी करदे

~ इशिका अग्गरवाल

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In fact, a single move is sometimes called a winning move and sometimes, on the contrary, a losing one. 
The same is with our lives. 

What we often call our destiny is nothing but a particular situation, analogous to a puzzle of chess that we face at each opponent’s move. Just that here the opponent is our life. Ironically, which is not so much against us. But, actually is on the same side. Life puts us in some sort of a circumstance at every moment, and we have to decide which piece we have to move, which action we have to take in that situation, or perhaps which way we have to choose out of the fork presented to us. Destiny doesn’t do all the work, it just brings unanswered questions, and unsolved puzzles to be solved our way, and how it then ends depends upon what we chose and what we move. Isn’t it merely akin to a game of chess? 

Shatranj!

So when it comes to making firm decisions, don’t just sit back and blame destiny for presenting difficult situations, and never, never ever feel helpless. Instead, get ready to make a move, make a decision and take a step forward. 

It’s this easy! Believe me. It won’t take years to build over yourself, but just a firm will to understand life and welcome it with open arms and free will. 

These unanswered questions, these unsolved puzzles, these ups and downs that pass by you are Life. 

You may have your own definitions and your own analogies for life. And I trust that all of those are true for you. Yes! Just find out a way through this maze of life, which way takes you out doesn’t matter in the end. But, if and only if you keep going, you will reach the end. And probably on the way, you might realise that this life is not a fix, my dear. It’s a beautiful experience. One that you especially came for, that you actually chose and incarnated for.

In case you are open to sharing, we are eagerly waiting to read your vivid analogies for life.
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Thomas Gray, an English poet, wrote the Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard,  a poem of serious reflection, a lament for the dead ( the link of the poem ).

This line ‘The paths of glory lead but to the grave ‘ is written to draw our attention towards the fact that mortality is the ultimate, inevitable truth of life that no circumstance can change. No matter the bags of riches, fame and charm that one may have on his side, he has to taste the same death as the one with none. No matter the bags of riches, fame and charm that one may have on his side, he has to taste the same death as the one with none.

Before being social, man was just an animal. The concept of society led him to search for food, cloth and shelter ( the famous रोटी, कपडा मकान). But as man was able to fulfil his basic needs, the need took the shape of greed. With time as the civilisations came up, competitiveness increased. Materialism and power soon allured man. The man began to walk on a path of glory.

A wise person may become honoured by plugging in patience, hard work and ambition. Not to forget, that to walk the path to glory there needs to be, a balance of needs and sustenance. But one should not be brushed off by the fact that a brute always resides within every being. This brute when drunk with power and pride tends to lose the balance of conscience.

And no matter the amount of pain we endure to collect all the luxuries and possessions, the deathbed shall neither excuse nor negotiate with us.

A lot of other graveyard poets like John Keats, Robert Blair, et cetera have also used their pens to outline this topic and help us realise the dinkum oil.

I recall the poem ‘A Photograph’, from my schoolbook, by Shirley Toulson. Reading this poem was the first time I realised the bitter truth. I still have the quatrain running in my mind,

Now she’s been dead nearly as many years
As that girl lived. And of this circumstance
There is nothing to say at all.
Its silence silences.

Shirley Toulson

Death is indeed a thing about which nothing can be said. It’s silence silences.

Wolfgang Borchert, the environment of the Second World War affected whose work, writes in his play ‘The Outsider’: 

“A man dies. Only a few circles in the water prove that he was ever there. And even they quickly disappear. And when they’re gone, he’s forgotten, without a trace, as if he’d never even existed. And that’s all.”

German author and playwright – Wolfgang Borchert

In poor health, Steve Jobs, having known of his march being closer to death, tried to describe honestly his sense of death as: “No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.” Dying is a continuous process which starts as soon as one is born. In softer terms, we call it ageing. Death is the ultimate result of this ongoing process. In fact, the vanity of life is in death. Health remains prized possession because of the cruelty of sickness and life remains so because of unwarranted death.

A thought that makes life full of life is the notion of ‘memento mori’ which means ‘Remember that you must die.’

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