Drawing again-- oh, the ecstasy of it....
After more than a year of no access to real art equipment, save fountain ink pen, thin white papers, color pencils and magic colors, I finally get to draw using charcoal again. One year plus of art supply scarcity had actually do me good, with me being super grateful and contented with whatever I could salvage from the ruins of my storage stuff.
My baby would be 100 days old soon, and since she seems to be doing well so far for a little premature baby that is of very small size (think lower than 3kg kinda small), I finally seemed to be able to breath cool air of calmness again. With that, I am finally planning my late chinese new year presents for those whose lives had somewhat cross path with me on this rocky journey, with their daily life schedules literally rocked.
Armed with my stock of blank shirts and blank canvas bags, I happily source pinterest and internet for inspirations on what to draw on them, matching the ideas with their prospective owners, wondering about their preferences. They might be considered so meagre a gift compared to what they already own, but I intend to do my best. Hopefully it could at least instill some warmness in hearts of the receivers. With that, I shall rest my soul.
My baby would be 100 days old soon, and since she seems to be doing well so far for a little premature baby that is of very small size (think lower than 3kg kinda small), I finally seemed to be able to breath cool air of calmness again. With that, I am finally planning my late chinese new year presents for those whose lives had somewhat cross path with me on this rocky journey, with their daily life schedules literally rocked.
Armed with my stock of blank shirts and blank canvas bags, I happily source pinterest and internet for inspirations on what to draw on them, matching the ideas with their prospective owners, wondering about their preferences. They might be considered so meagre a gift compared to what they already own, but I intend to do my best. Hopefully it could at least instill some warmness in hearts of the receivers. With that, I shall rest my soul.
"The Key to Education is the Experience of Beauty." - Friedrich SchillerThis line just popped into my eyesight on my facebook wall, just in time, as I was thinking about how life itself is worth living and salvaging with the experiences of beauty in our daily lives. It adds some beautiful flavors to it, in sense of touch, sight and thoughts at heart. With that, I know by heart that I would like to be a part of that experience of beauty for others in ways that I could only exude from my existence itself. That part of experience I choose to instill could be with a painted bag, a painted shirt, or just a painting itself. At the moment, life had given me a space to spend with my baby needing me most of the time, the rest of it for my own to figure out what could be accommodating to my situation. So, why not draw? I felt my soul getting excited with that thought alone. Guts tightening. Life is suddenly charged with electricity again.
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