Back again (for real this time I swear)

SO I realize that I haven't posted for a long time, enough to demolish my proclamations of dedications to this blog, but the reason is because I had been faced with a bit of a dilemma. As more and more IRL people know about my blog, I grew more and more reluctant to post what I want to post here. For some reason, even though I'm perfectly honest about who I am to those people, having them read my blog (which is as stark naked as I will ever get in front of the world) is just so uncomfortably intimate. But then what is the point of a personal blog if you're not going to post as the true you? I mean, we already put on a mask (or at least a full face of makeup) in day-to-day life, and having a blog just to extend this facade to the internet just seems unnecessary.
So it was basically a quandary on what to post that stopped me from writing anything at all.

As you can see, I decided to continue my blog, because what if I grow old and live in denial and need to revisit my youth, and then discover that after the 37th blog post, I have NO MORE BLOG POSTS to jog my memory?
...and also because I love blogging
...and also because I need a method to procrastinate
But less so the third reason. ;)


Anyway in terms of art, it really sucks because work has been piling on and I've quit momentarily stopped outside-school art lessons (who am I kidding L ). I miss casual art so much, when it's just about making something as pretty as you can, and when it's self-driven, instead of school art, when so much of it becomes grade-driven. Not to say I've stopped doing art. In fact I find myself staying up till 3 to finish a sketchbook for school art more and more often -___- I also started making more clothes, because I figured if I don't start doing what I love doing now, despite all the other obligations of life, then I might as well give up on it. I mean, life's not going to let up anytime soon...:)


So yeah I've missed this! Back again :)

Not a poem (really)

Everyone is so lonely
And even though they all say Alone is not Lonely,
In the dim windy indoor dusks
When I sit at home trying to work
And watch the darkening skies outside
And feel the must settle in the soundless silence
And listen to faint music
(it's the artist's way of life, you see),
I am always confronted by the reality
that life is a journey we undertake alone
And somehow
In the summer dusks, the autumn siestas -
those silent interludes
I feel the weight of lonesomeness
that I'm sure everyone has.

Always bursts of melancholy tucked carelessly between
the happiness
and
the light

driven away by the rhythm of life,
but always comes back
during
the night

let the emptiness be a passing phase
some teenage angst
to be remembered later, fondly, as a part
of those bygone halcyon days


so long has gone by between this post and the last, but today i felt the inexplicable urge to post... I also read about the Californian farmers who were going to lose their cows and farms because of the lowering of milk prices and simultaneous raising of cow feed prices. The reporter wrote that 2 old men - in their 60's - broke down and started sobbing in the courtroom: "Recently, I had two men over 60 years old who broke down and sobbed in court," Walter said. "You would be surprised how much these men care about their cows." I got so angry at the injustices in this world. I don't know what's happening to me, but maybe cows and old farmers just have a special place in my heart :)



link: http://news.yahoo.com/calif-dairies-going-broke-due-feed-milk-prices-163004062--finance.html

MOI IS HAPPY :D

OMG I just installed this AWESOME EPIC...THINGYMAJIGG where you basically sort of write on it. Like, you write chinese on this tablet/glass panel thing and chinese characters just...um...appear...on the screen? Yeah.
我剛裝好了蒙恬書寫!!! (for those of you who don't know chinese, it basically means the paragraph above.)




See? It takes very little to make moi happy :)

Hey people!
Throughout my half-year art drought I still managed to make this in art class.
It's a clear sphere with acrylic on it, and it's inspired by Dick Termes, who draws amazing stuff on these spheres which are now dubbed "termespheres". Anyway. Gotta stop myself before I drone on forever about art history. :)

Front view.

Side view.

Back view.

Umm...top view?

View to front from the back.

Yes, that's a lot of pictures. No, I'm not an egocentric, self-loving maniac. (or am I? >:D)
See you guys soon :)

 Hello people.
We meet again.
I didn't post much here for a while because I was really busy changing schools and stuff, but now I'm all settled and heeeheeeoaeiof;iHEEHEE :D *violent laughter*
Sorry.
Anyway. The art program in my new school is SO. MUCH. BETTER. than the one in my previous school! This is a sketch done in chalk pastel. It's basically a section of one of the Australian artist Bruce Sherratt's works which we had to copy for homework. I am now IN LOVE with using chalk pastel. The powdery specks on the paper, smudging with a finger, mixing a galactic number of colours for a tiny part, vibrant hues...absolutely amazing medium. :D

Taken with flash (hence awkward white spot)

Taken without flash (hence muted colour). Oh the woes of bad cameras.

Inspiration: artwork by Bruce Sherratt. SPOT MY SECTION IF YOU CAN :D

So yes. That's it. Toodlydoos!

I'm exhausted.

I literally feel like I'm dropping my brain cells everywhere I go.

My christmas wishlist used to be something like
1. Mac 
2. iphone 
3. ipad 
4. makeup 
5. food
6. otherawesomestuffliketypewritersandvintagenecklaces,

but now it's just

1. sleep
2. more sleep
3. can i just run away and sleep my whole life?

 "Sleep is the nourishment of life" -shakespeare

So it's another late night and I'm up doing my geography. Just figured out my contour lines don't make sense. Don't want to make an effort to make them make sense. (does that make sense, or am I so tired that I'm delusional now?) And worried that I'm slacking too much because I'm not wanting to make any effort to make the contour lines make sense.
Oh god.
Anyway. -10 mins later- Just finished debate mini-presentation. With any luck, I'll be awake enough to deliver the words without too much drunken stuttering/overdose of coffee tomorrow at debate training.

OH MY @#$%ing FUDGE.
I JUST FOUND OUT I FORGOT TO DO MY CHINESE WORKSHEET.

okay !@#$ this, I'm  just going to pretend I didn't know.

Now goodnight. I need my five hours of sleep. (pitiful, I know)

Epic Conversation. Shakespeare Style.

Me: that's just masoschistic torture.

it makes our brains confuzzled to think so much.

about so many people's different stances.

ughhh.

VMa: Why the sudden use of epic vocab?!

Me: i may spout out some more if you bid me to, and if i am thus inclined.

:)

 

VMa: Dear lady, please hold ye horses!

Tis not worth it.

 

Me: I shall not. My mind is set in its way, and no amount of pleading will remove me from my purpose.

VMa: O mighty queen!

Might thy lowly servant take thy leave, and relieve thyself of this tiring conversation.

Me: Prithee, do so if you so wish.

:) okay im back to normal now

yeah?

 

VMa: YEAH. :).

 

 

Ain't that epic? 

It's the progeny of when boredom meets procrastination meets facebook meets the hyperness of seeing someone on. :)

Retro. Rants. Randomness.

I have a very bad habit of taking normal pictures, giving them a few effects, and passing them along as extremely artistic masterpieces. However, I will indulge you in these crappy extremely well thought-out creations, partly because I feel guilty for not posting in a while (don't blame me...I didn't have art to post coz art class starts again in March and I left all my half-done pieces there :O) and mainly because I feel the pressing urgency to share with you poor people my obsession with Retro-ness.

I firmly believe that giving a photo a Sepia tone will somehow automatically make the photo "retro." An alleyway, a flower, any random thing is - of course - a GREAT object for a retro photo that will stir the deep depths of the soul and tug at the heatstrings. Just because of the retro-ness. Right? Right? 

Because, to me, artsy photography constitutes of snapping a pic of - anything, really - and then giving it some effects, I do therefore (sometimes) feel undeserving of calling that picture a proper "photo." It's almost like I feel like I'm not trying hard enough...and then I berate myself for thinking that way. I mean, you're supposed to ENJOY photography, right? Not WORK for it.

Ah, I don't know. I mean, I DO know that I'm rambling now. So I'll stop. Because I am just that considerate.
What do you think? Anyway I will stop talking now and just get on with it...;) Be prepared to be astounded in my great awesomeness. (read: patheticness)

 

 Okay, this is the most pathetic one ever. But I like it. I looove it. Coz I am a GOOD MOTHER and I LIKE MY CREATIONS. Anyway it's supposed to be a girl amid the clouds.

 This one looks slightly more pro. It's...uh...an alleyway somewhere. (that takes all the pro-ness away, doesn't it?) It's a bit reminiscent and it's really bright, unlike the normal retro alley pics, which is why I like it.

 Suitcase of Memories. A girl (me XD) is sitting on suitcases. Supposed to be reminiscent. Again. It's like, revisiting your memories and your journeys.

 Best Owner Ever. Yeah, that's the title. Coz I'm the only owner in the world who would tie a stuffed monkey on my cat's back.

What? It amuses me. 

 Tension. The cat is waiting, just waiting, to pounce on the stuffed monkey after she managed to wrench it off her back (despite my many attempts to put it back on). Unfortunately, she is a lazy cat and she didn't end up pouncing or chasing at all. She just sat there and waited. And waited. And went back to her basket to take a lil nap.

That's it for now...that's my cat saying bye with her flexed paw and the matte effect and the retouch on the sides and the boost effect and the - *dies from being out of breath*

Cya! Whatdya think?

Howdy!

A (very. very. VERY.) belated Merry Christmas to you all...
and of course, Happy New Year!! Have a great 2011.

Weeee...time flies, doesn't it? I really can't believe that's a year already :O This is my third month into blogging, and it really is quite awesome :p Anyway. Here are my New Year Resolutions (yes I know they are ten days late. But if you know me at all, I'm always...whaddaya call it, FASHIONABLY LATE :D)

1. Stop getting distracted by the cat, the computer and the kitchen. Basically, stop getting distracted by anything that moves/generates sound/fills my appetite.

2. Finish everything within the time I set for myself. Which will happen once I get to #1.

3. Be nicer. Let my cat trample over me when I'm lying on the floor doing emergency sit-up sessions to make myself feel fit (blame my low self-esteem :p).

4. Have fun. Stop being a beat-up, malfunctioning Toyota in overdrive. My current circumstances  is overworked, underpaid (actually, NOT paid. at all. pity students don't get money for studying), underprivileged (sort of...not really...FINE. maybe not underprivileged.) and overstressed.

5. Stop overcompensating for my procrastinating habits by staying up at night trying to finish everything that I should, really, have finished in the daytime (but did not due to failure in complying with #1).

6. Invent the 25th hour in a day. THEN I might be able to cram blogging and art in. Or maybe I should just have better time management?

7. Stop being such a jealous green-eyed neurotic monster. It's alright for someone else to get a bit of praise while you don't.
Me now (this is an UNTRUE, FICTIONAL example. just for the record.)-
A to B: Your skin's awesome, you only have 15 freckles!
Me: ~counts my freckles~ DANG. I have 16.

After I stop being the jealous green eyed neurotic monster I am now:
A to B: Wow your Agnes B toothbrush looks nice.
Me: ~looks at hello kitty toothbrush~ It's okay, hello kitty is still in with the younger 3 year old crowd. I am still hip and awesome. I AM STILL HIP AND AWESOME!

8. Stop giving a mumbled reply that doesn't make sense when, really, I just couldn't catch what the speaker said.
Me now:
A to me: (garbled gobbledeedook)
Me: Uhmm. uhh. Yeahhh. (pause) Duh. Don't you?
A: *huh?*

Me in 2011:
A to me: (garbled gobbledeedook)
Me: Pardon?

9. Improve chinese. My chinese is at a very. elementary. level. "貓很肥, 食到死". (My cat is fat and eats till it dies)

10. Post more artworks instead of long rambles here. Which i will do RIGHT NOW, since it's 2011 already and I'll have to get started on these resolutions if I actually want to have a shot at doing all of them. So here:

Exam is Hitler's Middle Name

It's official. I'm released from Auschwitz.

I HAVE SURVIVED THE TWO WEEK ORDEAL CALLED THE EXAMS!

Oh yeah. Oh yeahh. ~hyperdance~ *trying not to think about how well (or rather, how bad) I did*
Here's a lil recap of my two-week isolation + being taken POW by the evil exam monster. I swear, Hitler's middle name is Exam. (Adolf Exam Hitler?) Anyway.

Day 1
It's a holiday before the exams. "Holiday" is now effectively "revision time". Tomorrow's math exam. Math is important. Math is hard. Math needs cramming. Wake up at 10 and reaffirm my own belief in myself. Yeah, I'm those kinds of people who write motivational notes for themselves like "You can do it!" and stick 'em on the mirror. Anyway. Feel like a loser. Work super diligently, and by the end of the day I'd put in more than 10 hours. Not bad! I now feel like a half-loser, as opposed to a full one.

Day 2
YAYY! Math exam is over. This means, PERMISSION TO REST! Besides, I totally kicked ass revising yesterday, right? My rest stretches on and on and on and on and on and...until 8 p.m., basically. The next day's grammar exam, so I'm not TOO concerned, but there are tons of other exams to revise for. I feel guilty. Stay up late trying to revise.

Day 3
Right. Okay. I messed up revision yesterday, I'm kinda screwed today coz I don't have much time, but WHATEVER. Concentrate. Oh no it's CHINESE tomorrow! That's extremely.depressing.for.someone.who.sucks.at.chinese.like.me. *big sigh*, takes out a chinese book, revises. Nothing seems to actually register in my head. Oh well. I tried. (That's my excuse to make my pathetic self-esteem feel better.)

Day 4
So maybe chinese paper 1 didn't go so well. But the other chinese paper was okay, wasn't it? By this time I wonder how on earth I could be so concentrated revising for the math exam. Anyway, tomorrow's LS and english literature. ARGH. ~cramcramcramcram~
10 minutes later: (In the kitchen wolfing random objects down my throat) What? Eating is a necessity in life.

Day 5, 6
Yay it's the weekend. Boohoo it's revision and revision and revision. <insert the unfortunate, infuriating art episode> OH NO no time for revision! AHH! =.=

Day 7
Cramming for science again.
FINALLY I have another productive day. I spend half of it doing a bit of history prep rather un-serious-ly, and then: OMG It's Four Already! and then seriously starting to revise for science.
Had a few little trips to the internet. Suddenly it was NINE O'CLOCK. I had a bunch of papers and exercises and spare worksheets that I wanted to do, but I now have no.time.to.do.those.exercises! *GROWL*
And then the usual guilt kicks in and when I find that I don't know the answer to a question on the exam, I beat myself up.

Day 8
The exterminations in gas chambers HAVE BEGUN. Tomorrow is history and Technology&living. Then it's chinese history and then geography. These subjects = heavy revision required! (danger zone)
 and we have 'em ALL in a row! Life is about making choices and everything, so I decided to ditch technology and living and do history. yeah.
Another late night.

Day 9
I'm beginning to feel it. I get home at 4.30 pm ish due to undisclosed reasons and start revision RIGHT away because if you've ever done chinese history before, you'll know exactly how thoroughly exhausting and energy-draining it is to memorize every nitpicking detail of some bloody king's laws. UGH.
Surprisingly, I manage to concentrate (may I add, very very well - yes I'm tooting my own horn here :p) and finished everything before 12.30 am which is MAJOR BREAKTHROUGHH! woohooo~

Day 10
Of course, everytime I concentrate superduper hard there's always the rebound. Yeah. I come home and mess around for two hours. I try to study to no avail. My brain is refusing to work and instead all the past exam stuff begj  popping up and all I can think about is chinese history. I take a 3 hour nap, get up, panic and start revising till the wee hours of morning. I'm beginning to feel like a beat-up Toyota truck with a malfunctioning engine.

Day 11
I come home. ALL THE MAJOR EXAMS ARE OVER! Now THAT calls for celebration...but not too much yet, because there are five chinese papers due the next day and I haven't started on any one of them yet. Too busy cramming.
Just finished 'em and now I have to brush up on my mandarin cuzza the oral test tomorrow~

Day 12
Oral didn't go so well. I backtracked cuz I read something wrong, which is MAJOR NONO!
Oh well. EXAMS ARE OVER!!! THIS CALLS FOR CELEBRATION.
REJOICE!!!

Epilogue
Went to sleepover. Did what girls do in sleepovers - hideous makeovers, barbeques, aimless bickering, gossiping. Slept at 3 a.m. Not a good idea. Feel even more like a malfunctioning Toyota.
Can't I be a nice new Subaru for once? Or like, a working Porsche?
Get up early for a lesson.
Brain not working anymore.


~Sorry for the long post! ~ If you're still reading this, TEN AWESOMES FOR STICKING WITH ME! :D

I'm Very. Annoyed.

Okay Okay I know I said I wouldn't post. But something really INFURIATING happened just now and I just HAD to vent, so here it is. (or maybe it's just my excuse to take a break from studying ?)

 As you know, this is my exam period, which means I'm cramming in as much revision time as possible. I'm already short on time with all my extracurricular stuff and jazz exam and speech festival competitions and whatnot, but this exhibition for art that I REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to do cropped up. The exhibit was due tomorrow since there was a truck coming to pick everything up, so I dashed to art class to finish my project even though I wanted to stay home and revise.
AFTER I finished the freaking project and was real pleased with myself, the instructor told me that because I had been absent for quite some time before (I skipped some classes to cram in more revision time), she didn't think I'd be able to complete it today, and so she hadn't planned on me participating in this exhibition after all. Seriously?! After I'd worked from 11.30 a.m. to 5 p.m. non-stop and actually COMPLETING the project, she tells me that I can't do the exhibit?! I'm angry (and fatigued - but a douse of coffee solved that problem).

The reason was because I had only coated one layer of paint, whereas some other people who weren't absent as much as me the previous few times had time to coat two layers. One layer of paint is apparently "not thick enough". GRRRRR!! This is my EXAM period I'm talking about. I basically wasted 5.5 hours working on some art that could have been done AFTER my exams!
I'm pissed that I can't do the exhibit. And about the fact that the instructor only told me I couldn't do it after I'd completed the project. She had suggested after a few hours that I give up trying to make it, but when I said I really wanted to take part, she just nodded and let me work my butt off for another 2 hours! That's sneaky. I'd rather she told me straight off, before I even started working on the project, that I wasn't even going to be in the exhibition. Such a cow. (Sorry can't resist)
 The instructor told me that she'd wait and see how things turn out and that she'd slot my thing in if possible, but I don't want to "wait and see." I want a guarantee.
GOSH I'm mad. Anyways, crossmyfingers I REALLY REALLY REALLY hope that some miracle will happen or someone will intervene and get my project onto the exhibition!!! I do not want this to be the first year in which I do not participate in an exhibition.
Anyway. -Rant over - I'll be posting the pics of the project up after I get it back. UGH. Oh and I'm not going to be posting for a few weeks cuz it's exams, unless something as infuriating as this pops up again and I just HAVE to post.

Artist's Cat

I have a cat. I'm pretty sure you all know that. Wait...do you? I thought I'd told you! *no response*
 Anywayy. Because I'm procrastinating, I decided to take pictures of everything and anything and blog about random stuff, and then it hit me: I've never posted a picture of my cat before.
So here's the wiggly, spunky artist's cat that has until now remained behind-the scenes :)

She's so adorable! But I'm MORE adorable :p Haha so much for the doting mother.

Anyway, this belongs to an art blog like this because...(my mind is racing to think of something reasonable) because...the camera angle is artistic :) I practically had to lie on the floor to get it!

I should probably do an intro paragraph for my cat so the tabloids can introduce her properly when she rises to fame.

She's called Fafa (lame name - don't ask why) and has the temperament of an over-friendly dog. Whenever someone rings the bloody bell, she dashes out and literally sits right at the door to wait for the door to open. When I come home, she practically collapses onto the ground and starts wiggling around to lure me to her. If I don't pet her tummy, she gives this mournful look (this is how she manipulates me) but when I do, she looks content for about a second and then puts on this martyred expression, as if she's enduring my petting. Such a sly cat.

Oh, and she licks people. Her tongue feels like dry sandpaper, unlike dog's tongues which feel like soppy sponges, so it makes people think that her tongue is really clean, but I shudder to think of where it's been - I've seen her comb herself, including her -ahem- rump. In fact, she does it quite often. Ehh.

Yes, so that's my cat. Anyone else have cute pets?

* I will probably NOT be posting again for some time (around three weeks) since my exams are coming out and I need to revise. Because revising gives high marks. And high marks make me feel good. And I need to feel good because my self esteem is just that low. :) just kidding...

20 Minute Sketch

Yeah yeah. I haven't posted in a while. I know, I know...
BUT THERE IS A REASON. And this reason is...

wait for it...



a bit more...



nearly there...



drumroll please...





Okay... whatever. It's basically because, well, I've been busy with schoolwork and entry exams and jazz exam and whatnot.
This is basically the period in my life (actually, it's like this all year long) where I have 9 tests a week. Yes, 9 tests. Crazy, right? I sleep at around 12 every night, barely finishing all my school stuff, giving up Nanowrimo in pursuit of getting some shut-eye and not having any time to do what I want. Like art.
All the little 10 minute breaks I get in a day, I use for sitting idly in my chair, all my energy just totally...drained...from...me.

Which is why I didn't have time for art.

BUT I finally did two 20 minute sketches, and HERE THEY ARE :)

This is based on a drawing of a baseball glove.

This unifinished drawing of a nun-ish type of woman (not too sure about that) is based on an ink drawing by some unknown artist :) I know she looks a bit like an old hag, but that's probably just my sucky drawing skills.

Alright, I'll admit that they're not exactly the best stuff I've done.

But hey, I did this within 20 minutes and that's prettayy good for such a short time, right? Besides, I'm not a fast artist. I more of a, say, slow person who takes time to draw (that's my excuse to make myself feel better).

Anyway, I'll be completing these sketches and posting the completed stuff up :D

Toodles!

Oh my goshh I have three major tests coming up next week :/
AND IM STILL BLOGGING...
(internet obsession much?)
Anyway. Before I run off to start studying and immerse myself in the vast ocean of unending textbook chapters, I feel the need to announce that,

IM GONNA START ON A RAG QUILT PROJECT :DD
I'm obsessed with patchwork and sewing. I just never find time to do it. So hopefully, I'm gonna muster enough time and motivation to actually finish the rag quilt :)

Colour ideas, anyone?

Cat Links

In yet another procrastinating session, I've gone on a youtube spree. Again.

So it has come to this: eleven o'clock at night, staying up watching cat videos. What a glamorous life, I know.

Anyway.

Cutest hug ever: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vw4KVoEVcr0&feature=aso

Got me laughing like crazy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLDbGqJ2KYk&feature=related
(you have to watch till the end before it's really funny though)

Fat cats:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHUKXCsxQwc&feature=related - japanese
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHUKXCsxQwc&feature=related - can't wash himself properly

Potty-trained butt kinda klutzy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ug7WEUxH68&feature=related

Low On Art Supplies

I really need to get more charcoal :/ I don't know why, but I really like the willow charcoal (medium) from Coates. Linked here :) I also really want Prismacolour markers. I can't believe I'd forgotten to get em when I went to ze US last summer.

Oh and I've never tried serious graphite before and I really really really really really want to try. I've read other people's art blogs and their granite art is AMAZING. *whimper* I've also never really did a proper sculpture (the white marble kind you see in museums), so I want to try that too, when life actually allows me to. I have SO much homework, it's unbelievable. The education department must be slightly insane.
My to-do list is at least two feet tall.

The Cat and Her Tricks

My cat. Her strangely irresistible eyes and heartrending purr sets off a little wave of shivering affection in me, and should she lie down on the floor belly-up, do a little wiggle, and look up at me, she will have - without fail - charmed me into dropping whatever I was doing to rub her belly.(I swear, cats are THE. best. pity-me, persuasive, i'll-make-you-love-me creatures. ever.). That crafty little fox, once I actually start to enjoy petting her, she puts on a martyred face fit for a saint as if she was the one making the ever-so-enormous sacrifice by patiently enduring my rubbing and petting/treacly outpouring of affection. Once I get up to leave though, she alarmedly cocks her head and stares at me with such indignance that it is impossible not for me to go back to petting her. Seriously. The cat is SUCH the wily, capricious creature.

...or maybe I'm just too soft at heart? :p

Portrait of Einstein

This took me AGES :/ Seven hours working with charcoal and grey acrylic is...not the most pleasant notion. 'Specially when your fingers are all black and sooty at the end. I guess it was all worth it though...what do you think?

Note of Randomosity (grand words FTW!) -  My new fav song is "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz. Obsession kicking in... You done done me and you bet I felt it, I tried to be chill but you so cool that I melted...hmmhumm... Anyway. I will stop humming now and let you escape from the clutches of this crazy blogger now :p

A Long Ramble about Math, Technology, and My Cat

I just found out that long division with indices and algebra is really hard. Like, REALLY. HARD. I spent 20 minutes on one friggin question and I'm about to die with about 19 left to go. I guess I'm just not a math person. Everytime I do math, I get really sleepy, and I'm not even faking it. ~groan~ Oh GOSH and I still need to do boring stuff about tangents and sins and cosins. ARGHHH.

AND my macbook still isn't fixed yet. We were gonna get an iPad, but we still haven't got one yet :( Lots of people say iPad is definitely better than Kindle, but is that true?? It's getting harder and harder to pick the best device, what with all the competition and everything. Now even BlackBerry's gonna unveil a PC Tablet to rival the iPad. ARGHHH choices, choices.

I just noticed how obese my cat is.

*A/N: There are some slight proportional inaccuracies in this watercolour, but I couldn't find a way to inconspicuously fix it, so I just left it as it is.

This watercolour is supposed to portray the ambience of a street vendor in the roads of Hong Kong. Although I have seen, passed and eaten lots of these stalls and their food, the inspiration for this particular drawing wasn't my own experience. Rather, it was someone's (probably a tourist; how ironic is that!) photograph of an egg puff hawker. I don't really like doing big paintings with watercolour, because the paper gets fuzzy if you rub colour onto it too much and then you can't add any other colours onto it. Another thing about using watercolour is that you have to wait for the first layer of colour to dry if you want to pile another layer of colour on top effectively. This one was no different; I encountered the usual problems. I'm still glad I did it though :)

GOSHH. I was scrutinizing the picture and I find it reallllyyyy reallyyy hard to resist the urge to tweak everything a bit.