Just buying a stylus pen won't buy you the creativity that it takes to create a masterpiece. You must have the talent or innate ability to craft your own narrative, your own world. I thought buying a stylus pen will make my work easier and more pretty. I bought one, the most expensive one. But if you don't have any talent, then no amount of any expensive pen or thing will ever help you out to build a masterpiece. I learned it hard way.

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So let's start the story. I have been creating canvas webtoon since my 10th grade. I have already published multiple of ones across several platforms and all this time I have been using my hands to create the characters and all these years I always thought that I should buy the stylus pen but I always wanted to buy the expensive one like, if you gotta have to buy something it must be the good one. I have always this philosophy if you have to choose between a cheaper and expensive one just take the longer route and go for the expensive one because expensive ones usually lasts longer and are more efficient than the cheap ones. So I waited several years and finally bought the stylus pen obviously of a good and quite expensive company you know the brand one and once I got my stylus pen delivered, I was so happy it came into a bright case. I was not expecting that but yes it was such a glimmery moment and I decided that what should I create? Should I continue my last series or build something new and I decided since it's a new pen let's begin a new journey with a new creation and guess what I did not have the creativity. If you have always been making shits you are most probably gonna do the same even if you buy something expensive because arts want its artist to be capable to have the innate ability to have the resilience to continue it. I tried making webtoon with my stylus pen and it was just okay just like how I used to do with my hands and that's how I knew, that it was not the pen or the hand, but it was me the problem, it was just me. I was not talented enough. I needed to learn, more, a lot, every day, every single time. If you don't have the ability you can't call yourself artist art wants its artist to always improve. You cannot buy art. In this world in fact art and artists are the only profession in this world that you cannot buy with money no matter how much expensive your offers are.

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If money was not the factor, then I would have chosen to become an artist. It does not matter whether a Manhwa artist, a Webtoon artist, a painter, or a sketch maker, or a writer. It does not matter to me. Definitely not. Art is the only profession in this world that stays true to its owner until the very end. The world can change. The professions can change. But the art and the heart of artists, it remains the same. Their love for compassion, their love for precision, their love for creativity never fades. It deepens with the passage of time. Whenever I go to art galleries, I always look at the paintings, always try to see what artists wanted to convey. And I remember from my last time when I had went to the art gallery, there was a picture, a gloomy picture with dark bluish blackish weather and the ocean. And between that ocean, there was the lighthouse. And that lighthouse has the beaming light coming out of it. But that was not bright. That was pretty dim. And there was a picture of moon, but not fully drawn. It was like in a circular way of something coming out the rays. But the night was gloomy. I kept looking at that picture. I kept looking at it. I saw how the flow of that ocean was going, the flow of water. Why? The atmosphere was so dim despite the bright moon. And it felt like the painting was displaying a kind of loneliness, but with peacefulness. I tried to find a visitor. In that painting, could not find one. And later did I realize might my eyes was the visitor.

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But whether my this answer or the interpretation is right or not, I can't tell. Only the artist knows the best about their arts. I, whether am a visitor or just a passerby to that painting, but for the artist, that art was his creation. And it did made me remember few of the things. There was a novel which I was reading quite few years ago. Almost you could say in my 9th or 10th grade most probably. It was about a guard in the lighthouse. It was pretty similar to the painting. That's why I kept remembering this novel. And that guard was asking, I mean waiting for the help. I don't know what was wrong, but there definitely was the bad weather. The level of water was rising. He was in the crisis. But he was so peaceful looking at me through the book. I did not realize. And he kept talking about how his life is, about his sweet family, what troubles he got in. And at last, he did not regret his choices. He left there in the solitude of gloomy, dark night away from the noise of city, away from the noise of people. In a secluded lighthouse across the oceans. He said that he gets paid enough and has quite peacefulness. Sometimes he do get anxious and sometimes just peacefulness. How he wished to have books with him so that his days could pass more easily. And the water level was still rising. And I did not realize. I did not even know what happened to him after it. Because the account which was uploading all this suddenly got in removed. And I could not remember the name of the novel. I wonder whether the writer died or the person in the novel died. That's still a mystery to me.