An interesting prospect.
This was one of few things (and perhaps reasons) why I would have wanted to have the ability to draw and create art. I can always TRY to do traditional, old-fashioned art, and I have made some successes in them. But since I lost my ability, I am not as skilled as this (nor do I have the tools at my disposal), and it only tells me that I need more power...
But that was a life I gave up on some time ago. The creativity is still there, but the legs I use to walk are but nourishment for the hounds.
Trek on, while the prowess is still there; because once abandoned, it becomes buried in the sands that time creates, from the rocks of the earth and the bones of the dead.