Well, back in the day, a lot of drawing, and coloured pencils when I was still scared of paint, then painting, (watercolours, later oils, acrylic for schoolwork sometimes, I switched to digital when I was about 18 and got an intuos 3) and I originally wanted to study architecture when I left school so I used to go to my uncle's house to work on portfolio stuff for the interviews using his fancy Rotring pens and markers
Mostly it's all boxed up, bar the odd loose page and a thing I did when I was 14 that doesn't fit in a box so it lies behind the desk here
It was a total fluke sketch that I did in minutes and my art teacher wouldn't mark it because I spent so little time on it (wtf?). I found it during a house move and was like 'huh, this is neat' so I keep it to remind me that sometimes people are arseholes or on crack. Boring/depressing tl;dr as to why I don't do a lot now. Apart from with my nephew, or the odd doodle.
I played around with Photoshop and 3ds max a lot as a a teenager, totally legally of course
and have some portfolio stuff from the years when I worked in architecture, producing images for marketing/planning, been out of that a few years so I'm sure they look dated as fuck now! It wasn't the most creative thing to do anyhow, there was an established style I had to work within, and the most dreadful creative input or incomprehensible lists of amendments from some clients (personal favourite - a marketing fellow saying 'can we hit the beige button on this?' Yet to work out precisely what he wanted, his explanations did not help, you can't communicate clearly using strings of buzzwords tacked together but he hadn't figured this out
). How I got into that and why I no longer do it is another boring tl;dr. My eldest brother still does it for a living so I help him out with a bit of modeling from time to time, but it mostly feels like those years were someone else's life. Someone who did nothing but work and had no life at all
I think I would cry looking at finished pieces, but wouldn't mind looking at or sharing some sketchbook pages, although I used to write ideas and jokes in between or around the edges of sketches. Brother has orders to burn them if I die before him, lest pictures of girls and octopuses riding bicycles fall into the wrong hands
Oh and I still sew a little bit, (but that's only because I can't get clothes to fit right and have to sort them out) and have been known to
improve alter Biblical pop-up books to give as gifts, then accidentally annoy people by putting pictures on Facebook
And lo, you have all been assaulted by another big chunk of my life... I'm sorry, I'm very ranty and nostalgic at the moment!