Treasures In My Room

Hello!
It's been a while since I've write here. I see that my last post was that wood cut blunder. Well, that was an interesting thing to remember though. Now I'm happy to say that I've finished the assignment and happy with the results. I made three pictures that I made into woodcut and 5 prints each. But I definitely made more for myself to have.

Currently on my end of year holiday and I pretty much tried getting my life straight again. Had time to do several things that I haven't done in a while. One of them is cleaning. I got to clean my room (and of course, Oni-chan's cage). Books and magazines were full of dust. I kinda felt sorry for them to have someone like me to be their master. I need to read them often. Oh, but besides battling dust, I found an old friend.

Indeed, an old friend. An artifact from the past that contains stories that are near and dear to me.

WoodCUT!

Work in progress. Woodcut. 40x60 cm. 

As you can see, that's my assignment for printing class. I've always been interested towards woodcut artworks, especially the world renowned Japanese woodcut artworks that is Ukio-e. Manual printing has been one of my soft spots. But I chose to pursue the way of the brushes instead. Luckily, there's manual printmaking class for those who're not majoring in it.

For several reasons, I'm currently not in the mood for painting, so I find myself doing woodcuts just to send my mind at ease.

A messy close-up

I don't know what's the story behind this drawing, but I just simply like it. Unlike my painting assignment, this one is actually showing my true self. I just feel content with this one.

But there's this unfortunate event happened while making this.

I started the woodcut last night and continued it the whole day today. But a few moments ago something what I like to call blunderity happened. The woodcut knife plunged itself into my right thumb. YES. It made a huge cut to it.

BLUNDERITY. 

Don't ask me why I actually had time to take a picture of it in midst of my situation. I just did! ;p

Well, as you can see the blood gushed out pretty hard after this. I didn't know what to do except to run around my room panicking. I know, I'm lame. But then I realised I had to wash it first, so I went to the bathroom and did just that. Still the blood wasn't stopping though.

In the end, a friend of mine helped me cover the wound up. And just then I realized what a mess I made to my room from running around panicking. The blood was all over the place. -___-

Even my Moleskine got covered in blood.

Moral of the story:

1. Don't watch TV when you're holding sharp objects. If you lose focus, you're dead.

2. NEVER DO HOMEWORK/ASSIGNMENTS ON SATURDAY NIGHTS! It's a big no no!

An Old Friend

Here's a cup of tea for you and me, so let us meet again.

Atelophobia

I guess everyone in this world, even though just a little bit, feels the same way. No one's perfect.
Last night I had a little chat with my best friend about this; about how I sometimes feel that every one around me is moving forward in a really fast pace. Whereas I, just stay in one place. It makes me sad and afraid to look around me. Though that's what my friend told me to do. Why don't you stop for a while and take a look? You'll feel surprised what your presence brings to us, he said. To this I just wanna say I don't know. I don't know how people feel when I'm around, and sometimes that makes me scared. And all the 'what if's came into my mind. I know it's holding me back and it's making me feel like I'm never enough towards someone. I know that this is an illness that is quite hard to find a cure for. But a friend told me that all you need to do is accept yourself. Acceptance is the key.

I'm grateful for that conversation last night. I'm trying so hard to accept myself; accept the slow pace that I'm going with just to enjoy everything that I hold near and dear first, even though that it's not as interesting as people judge me to be; acceptance of being left behind by the people you see around you; accept the situation I'm currently in, the ups and downs; and of course, accepting you the way you are.

I'm slowly, and hopefully surely, learning to accept all of the things that I encounter.

Acceptance. As you leave me behind, just remember that I'm always here smiling at you when you look back.

3 Weeks

 It's been 3 weeks since I've arrived in Duri. In that three glorious week, what did I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing in special. Yet.
On the other hand, the immense amount of time that has been graced to me have made me slightly more productive than before. I have actually produced several watercolor works, though not all finished, that are actually quite satisfying. Applause. Thank you.

Several works I did in my vacation.

Basically they're starring at you.

A quickie.

Boys, boys, boys, boys. Boys, I do adore.

And to this day, there's still several new ones also. It feels good to finally be able to make something what I like. But somehow I feel like a slave for my own artwork. Look what it's done to me. It kept me inside my room for 3 whole weeks. Yeah, I need to get a life. But oh well, for now, I'm just gonna look at the positives. A situation like this is hard to come by, get used to it while it lasts.

Swoon's Musical Architecture

One word; amazing!

A Gateway Between Heaven and Earth

This is one of those moments when I think, "I have to go there, this is a place to visit before I die"
This is Salar de Uyuni, the world's largest salt flat located in southwest Bolivia. When it's rainy seasons, it becomes the world largest mirror. Our earth is certainly a magical place.