It's funny because, as i got older, i realized the reason i was doing something usually changed, at first i was going to school because i didnt wanted to became a nobody, then entered college because i found something i was good at, and now im just doing what i started, i wish i could change into a new career or something like that, but i think life is not like this, or this is not the time.
The reason that turned me into an artist, well, at first i was jealous of my cousin because he knew how to draw and i dont, then he teached me some basics and i keep moving on, then i realised i was not good enough and brought some magazines about drawing, i keept doing it as a hobby and at some time of my life, i simply stopped drawing, when i got to middle school i was passing trought puberty and loved to draw some lewd things, at high school i was doing it to impress the girls, and as i am right now, i just draw because i know how to do it, i dont want to work seriously with it, but since i have somewhat an ability that i improved trought the years, then why not use it as a hobby?
In other words, you could say that the reason i became an artist is "envy, lust and boredom".
Penguin brothers
I really thougt they where penguins, i have been bambozzled.