Classic Folks

It's a long holiday and heck yes, I got tons of time to work on my various projects (will be update soon! So please wait and see).

Right here is a piece of illustration I did a few days ago. I'm thinking about spinning it into a collection of some kind. At the moment is the process of idea gathering: maybe calender, a book, or something... something.

From sketch to finish.

Lastly, seems like (very evident actually), I have developed a love for texture. It helps to give depths and roughness to an illustration. The homey, cozy feel that it creates convince me that this is a style, I from now on, will try to archieve and maintain.

Late night creative spurt

Hiya folks! Do you have a certain time of the day that you feel extra creative? A time when you're like ''oh yeah, I'ma gonna make somethin' cool!". Well mine turns out to be around night time. It's quiet, peaceful and no-one to come disturb since they're all away in dream world. This is the hour for me to immerse myself completely into 'the bubble'. Yes, the bubble of my thoughts, a place where I can do what I want. The space is limited by a piece of paper or pixels on the screen, but the idea is endless.

Right now I'm working on a collaborative project with a bunch of my best friends. We're designing t-shirts to sell in FAT Radio T-Shirt Festival Thailand 2011. We're calling it FAT t-shirt project...I know, not the most appealing name for a project but for our goldfish-like, forgetful brain, it's perfect.

This is the line works of my design.

And these are the finished works.

munchies

mr.coos

pie fly!



I began doing this at about 10pm someday last week. After the cut, paste, color choosing, adding texture blah blah blah, fun fun fun, I glanced at the clock to see that five hours have passed! Late night is really the time for me to do what I do best and love most, create.

Banging my head

I'm a hopeless being...

Ok, at first I was going to blog about one of my painting project I'm doing for my dad. The post was ready. Written in somewhat funny way because I wasn't all there in the head, as a result from an over 24 hours of no sleeping.

but, But, BUT! As I was going to upload the photos I took of the work I realised, where's the camera? The search then began, a quest that took me to every crooks and cranny of my room + out of my room around the house. I'm certain to this moment that I left it on the table, either that or in its usual shelf. That beloved object of mine couldn't possibly materialised into air. Then it dawned on me that any amount of search would be futile; my camera is obviously stolen, by one of the workers who came to fix the balcony in front of my room.

I'm not angry at the worker. I'm upset with myself, extremely. It's my fault to leave valuble belonging in open space with strangers mingling about. Careless me, I trust too much in humans and their sense of right and wrong. The idea of world with people who have honour and respect to other people and DON'T steal from other people is an ideal thought, so I stick to it. Blame this event that now my perspective will be changed. From now on my view on human trustworthiness will be a fraction darker.

Still, I have faith in man kind. I hope one day the world will be rid (or at least reduce to the minimal) of such disrespect to fellow human beings.

That had been said and I feel a twinzy bit better, here's some of my works to see as a past time until I can find another camera. Enjoy.

2009-2010 sketches.