took care of it

don't wait for someone else to take care of it for you.

on the other hand,
i am crazy. i cannot sleep. no, i just don't try hard enough.

i gotta start downing sleeping pills soon.

assignment paintings

alina from studio (portrait of a studio colleague assignment)


alien communication (urban landscape assignment)

works still in progress. towards completion it always gets harder and harder, and i take longer and longer. i tend to skip from one painting to another and back to the older one all the time, to get that fresher eye and also from the fact that i get easily get sick after sometime. @_@

oh that's me in the mirror with my typical work painting clothes.

feeling a little wasted

i am getting these frequent pangs of paranoia these days that just hit me out of nowhere. like someone or something is going to take me away.

not to mention i am not getting the quality of sleep at the right times at all. i twist and turn, even if i'm not alone, and my brain cannot stop thinking.

it's not like i'm thinking about anything worldly or intelligent, like modern philosophy or social issues. most of the times i'm recalling memories (oh how i hate the word) and people i know, or used to know. people who used to be there and not anymore, and people who never used to be there but seemed to have been around me forever. how things turned out, how things never turned out. how people change, and stay the same, in an incredible amount of ways.

i do not discover new wisdom from all this, but i do get enlightened on things about myself.
i discovered that i am a lot more emotional a creature than the impression i seem to project to people. now. and this is driving me a little bit insane, there is no outlet where i can feel comfortable safe to talk about some useless things that bring no conclusion. i used to have prav, but. gazillions of miles away, no matter how you look at it it's hard to keep up.

maybe i'm being a narcissist or an elitist with my thoughts. or just acutely embarassed.



time is an annoying thing. it would be nice if i had a little remote control of my own.
there are things you know you're going to go through. and you know it well. shouldn't you get a forward button to skip the achingly slow storyline that you already know? like how watching a movie trailer, you'd know the beginning, the middle, the plot twist, and the ending of the story.

there are things you don't want to experience but you know you will. and just thinking about it already gives you that experience even if the time hasn't come yet. shouldn't that be considered as something that's past?

could time be a little bit kinder and give some leeway?

forgot

i forget the most important things and remember the most useless things.
it used to be funny.
not anymore.

flying V

Air Guitar!!


i need to buy lights for my room. the yellow lights is pissing the hell off me while painting. U_U
i've started painting at the balcony now, relying on natural sunlight. but i love working at night, so. i shall head to Brico store to get me some new white lights.

beat freak me out

oh i am sooo needing education on graphic and text design and composition. *knocks head on wall*
this took me bloody ages.

oh brian is playing. ^_^ hope i can catch the actual party, but the exam is being an ass for taking dates around june. U_U

storyboard

worked on a storyboard for george. these are random snippets of it.
ps/ it's my own apartment actually! =D

WIP: flyingV

ohgodohgodineedtostudyohgodohgoddenialgahh

sketch bulk2

since i also write some very personal things in the same book i had to censor some parts. lol. the opposite of the page with the sketch for ''don't let alcohol spill in your words'' are just song lyrics for the band so it's okay. ahha!

Shimetara Daijoubu

i'm still into the pixels thing it seems. it's a nice element to explore.

....not much comments on this one. it might be a wee bit too emo. *shrugs*

oh ps/ i just watched the movie ''Hanging Garden'' (2005). very, very, very, awesome. somehow a twisted family like that seems nice to have, i suppose it'll give you some different outlook on things. @_@

everything's gonna be okay if you close it

actual title that popped into my head: Shimetara daijoubu.
i just have been indulging in japanese movies and comics these days that i speak japanese to myself. yes, you don't have to tell me how lame that is. i can't help it so let me be!

oh and i seem to have problems finishing an artwork. but i don't want to not draw something that pops in my head just because i'm not done with one, i don't want to lose the feel that i got at that time. is that childish of me?

WIP: not on the same level

don't let alcohol spill in your words

i realise that i have low tolerance to drunk people, and even less for drunken people who talk.
i made my mind up on that after witnessing many unsightful drunkards in vama this week. i don't see the point for these people having fun and completely forgetting everything the next day @_@

advice to self and everyone else: if you get drunk, don't talk.

oh i had loads and loads of fun drawing the small lil censorship pixelated boxes. that i don't mind so much even if it didn't turn out easily recognisable. =D

may first.

happy labor's day! ironically i'm posting a work on this off-day. then again i don't actually hold the right to celebrate since i'm not techniccally in the labour community. gotta do something about that.
anyhows, i just thought of posting some scenes of a storyboard i've been helping ismail out with.

yesterday was a weird day though, i keep bumping into people i knew on the streets. now, bucharest is a pretty small town and people tend to go to the same places, but still. maybe i'm getting that weird feeling again of bumping into people because i haven't been out of the house that much in daylight.

avoidance is key

this is a wee bit different than the usual. i'm in a slightly delicate state these days, so i guess it explains the smoother feel in comparison to the usual works. i'm liking the flat feel these days.


something funky's happening to my photoshop, when i resized it in jpeg form it gets elongated. i tried different things and i'm not sure what it is that's the problem.

seaside, leaving tomorrow for vama veche. who's with me?

kiyaa taking a walk

i've abandoned the line art but i'm glad i still went with it. ahha!
i do have those shoes, socks, bag, dress, scarf. but the headphones, though, i left it at my ex work place a long time ago but i never get around picking it up. U_U although i loved it very muchly. lollipop may be a euphemism for just about anything. ;)

By the way, i went to the ''grandma's backyard'' at la scena yesterday, supposedly an art flea market. the site gave me the impression that they were selling vintage and second hand things for people who are looking for nice treasures among trash for a cheaper price. it wasn't quite like that.
it was a lovely place, but the impression that i got after taking a look around was that it was more of a show rather than a market. there were nice handmade works: clothes, bags, badges, shoes etc, but most of the prices, sorry to say, were not of art market material. i understand that they were viewed more as ''artworks'' than actual utility objects by the creators but for a mass selling like that i would suggest diverting their priorities from a ''solo exhibition''(which weren't quite anyway since it was a gathering of them) to business related to art that would actually be distributed and shared among the public who were interested to bring something nice home.

somehow i'm getting the impression that the artsy people in bucharest, (the ones i've been running into) are rather hardcore elistist, being in the domain because it's the trend. to me, there is a difference between talent, and talent coupled with a tinge of arrogance and elitism. just a small opinion of mine derived from various observations around.
i really hope it changes for the better in the future.

coffee cake love

i feel like making a new ID for my Deviantart account, so this is the wip. =D
been working more with my paints these days. i seem to have a problem properly finishing each and everyone of them. and gosh i need tor ush for my school assignments. U_U

stuck in car

this came out totally different. i seem to have this pattern of sticking with a 2nd or 3rd try of colors. in a way it's good, i don't give up all that easy. in a way it's bad, i'm losing my ''do it once and be done with it'' at first try. then again i'm still in training. *shrugs*

couldnt sleep after watching ''Shutter'' the thai version. U_U it was extra scary, watching it in the middle of the night without anyone with me.

stuck in car WIP

okay, after hanging out with car freaks i'm interested to illustrate some. expect more vintage looking cars your way. =D

needing a break for myself

the art demonstration went great, i was surprised the amount of attention i received.. at one point i turned back and saw the room absolute full, and got even more nervous than before. when i was finished, people applauded, and when i stood up my legs were trembling. that was a lot of fun though. =)


i took a week long holiday for myself when a Malaysian friend of mine from Birmingham made a visit over here, so i havent been working on anything at all other than the last pieces i made for Fabrica. i just thought to post the other variations i made. the last image with the tanks were placed in a different composition though, i'm too lazy to remake that. lol.

no war just alcohol

THIS TOOK SO FUCKING LONG eventhough the end result looks like it's awfully simple. i couldnt decide on the last element. i'll later post the other variations i had, which took most of the day. bwah!

title change: no war just alcohol. the first time the idea hit the mind it always was ''alcohol'' instead of ''drink'' but i thought i'd censor it just a bit. but well, screw the underage kids.

WIP: no war just drinks

no war just music

oh god i took so long to get this complete, and the end result is totally different than when i was halfway through. but i'm glad i didnt give up, i quite like this one especially the composition.

i gotta learn how to apply textures. @_@

no war just dance

working on a series now, there was another one before this ''no war just music'' but i'm really dissatisfied with it. might do it from scratch again.

involuntary attention

i couldnt quite work on it anymore although there's so much more i would like to touch up on. bwagh.

cat sequence wip

a wayyyyy too long overdue gift for hazleen, one of the fewwwest malaysian friends in bucharest. cat sequence!

lighter

it seems like lighters experiences some sort of self combustion and disappears after exploding into smithereens whenever i have hold of them. i'm lighting my cigarettes with the stove now, and even the kitchen stove lighter is dying on me.

http://kissyourenemy.blogspot.com

i'm going to be there for the art demonstration, check it out. personally i think it's gonna be a cool event, it seems that there are going to be lotsa things going on.

WIP

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so i havent got pictures from Ioana yet so photos from the trip will have to come later.


i saw this old type machine somewhere on the way between bremerhaven and frankfurt in a restaurant. oh such a pretty thing.


doodled this in the car moving from vienna to bucharest. this is the lovely chiara who let us ''couch-surf'' and stay at her apartment for the night, whose apartment is filled of posters of the prettiest guys. the boy in the bubble may or may not exist, and any resemblance is purely coincidental. U_U


bearthe (not sure how her name is spelled) who let us stay at her place in kempten, her house overlooking this huge green area that's only dotted by some cute farmhouses/horse stables.

this is from yesterday during art history class, from something what my brother and i talked about.




and oh i managed to get one of me in here. @w@

and another.

riding on germany

as you can see my seemingly non stoppable updates are brought to a screeching halt. well that's because i'm having the time of my life cruising around germany.
not without bumpy rocks along the way though, we got stuck in a ghost port town for a night, had a drink in a bar below the dodgy hotel (yet pretty classy in it's 1970's bracket) which were full of classic truckers. at one point i couldve sworn i heard people speaking in some sort of texan accent.
and last night we got stuck in the attic room of a hotel, which size matches the size of my small little apartment kitchen. brian and ioana were convinced that the hotel dude was on crystal or some sort while servicing us, because his logic went totally inversed, and he was hopping around like a hyper lil easter bunny. he, at first, thought that we only needed a room for one person, and he fixed us a single room. after observing the fact that all three of us pulled out luggage of 3 person's worth, he went frantic and went to fix us something different. an even SMALLER room.
and i used to think that inversed logic only happened in romania (no offense, but it is kinda funny if it's to a laughable extent). apparently this epidemic is universal. merhaps paybe, my own is inversed and other people's arent. oh no, vicious cycle. kiyaa, don't go there.

berlin on the other hand, had been a surprisingly innocent trip. here i was thinking i would be making friends with mohawked punks and SnM queens, but four of us (Ioana, Brian, Beatrice and I) managed to be good lil kids and stayed in for all nights after long day of actually visiting places. the ''baddest'' place Ioana and i got to hang out at was Studio 54, which was a building of 4 or 5 floors converted into some sort of urban artsy angst manifestation. the cute bartender we got to get a drink with was telling us the dirty lil secrets behind the scenes of this seemingly ''open-fresh-noncapitalistic'' art space, while also managing to mention like 6874 drug names in the half hour chat. studio 54 was a drug house, no doubt about it.

in frankfurt, however, i could not make much comment, because we ended up in some minimal house music and i had to replace my soberity with drunknessity to be able to jiggy-with-it.

updates with pictures later, cheers!

tracey fragments

i coughed this out after watching the movie ''the tracey fragments''. ellen page is my favourite actress at the moment, along side with rosaria dawson.

she doesnt look much like ellen page at all, i didn't refer to any photo while sketching this out. =/



and after that i accidentally made juno. another one that doesnt look like her, just from memory from several weeks ago when i watched it at the cinema.

art history-revisiting sketchbook

so i had art history lecture today. which means lots of doodling.

oh i still don't know how to work with this blogspot thing so that the images arent cut off on the side, so you gotta click on the image(thumbnail, although pretty large ones) to see the whole thing. if you care. =)


that's andra, a really pretty friend of mine who has the most marvellous dreadlocks and the coolest vintage hippy clothing around. i could spot her from a mile away. anyone could.


so the slide projector was showing the sculpture of a man on a horse... why cant fishes ride horses too?


i suddenly thought of sadako while the normal looking professor was going on and on...


and the whole time my stomache was terrorizing the class. happens everytime.


this drawing is the cause of signe, claudiu and i skipping the 2nd hour of anatomy class yesterday. we didn't get the cake though, nor the glass of Wembley's and the mad DJ has gotta wait till the weekend. alas, the japanese tea house was great.

while these 2 are sketches when i was sitting in that irish pub in budapest several weeks back, while brian was busy on the wi-fi tracking down parties happening that night for us to hit.