I went up to my attic one evening looking for something and I found all my art class work from 2004 to 2009. I decided to go through all of it, which turned out to be quite the humbling experience.

The first print I've made(2004):

I also found the first woodcut I've made(2009):

One of my first stabs at a self-portrait(2007):

This doesn't really look like me, but I was impressed by the amount of effort I've put in this. I tried so hard to draw what I saw. I've become lazier since. Hmm, time to pick up the slack.