When I was young, I learned Chinese calligraphy and watercolour painting. I loved it. Looks simple, but the technique and skill required is extraordinary.
I'm ashamed to say I havn't practiced in many years. A lot of things contributed to my negligence. My former teacher may have something to do with that. He was a bastard and a swine of man, but his artistic talent was undeniable. He also had a propensity for unsavoury sex with married women, but that's another story.
I want to begin painting again. Something that doesn't so much adhere to strict tradition, but is rather an expression. We'll see how things go. Maybe I'll even post a few up!