Is it possible? It's just some kind of nonsense Drawing

I painted my first “masterpiece” when I was three years old. It was the mountain river Dzhalka. Then I didn’t know that another, no less fast River called Fine Arts would capture me so much and carry me in its fast waves, revealing its more and more beautiful and deep its waters, bright, sparkling, sad and joyful play of colors. Like a mountain river - fast, stormy, noisy, leaving no one indifferent, and art takes me in my fantasies to the country where little men enjoy the scent of giant lilies and roll on a swing made of stars of heaven ...