Sunday Sketches

*late post

I know I’m always clamouring about how I’m working 24/7, but on rare weekends where I DON’T have actual work to do… I’m bored to death :’D

Decided to clean my room and found an old cache of (expired) eyeliners and nail polish. It was a waste to just throw them out, so I did a little something:

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Tada! 

It’s been awhile since I last drew/sketched anything. The thing with me and drawing is that it usually comes in what I call ‘spurts’ ie I’d be super inspired to draw for hours on end, and then have weeks or even months where I don’t feel like drawing anything.

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Pencil, ink and crayons.

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Bought these ages ago on impulse and barely used them 😀

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K done showoff lol.  Hope you guys are having a good week!

 

Meeting the Doodler of Sketchy Stories – Kerby Rosanes

Have you guys heard of ‘Sketchy Stories’? If you haven’t, you should check it out – especially if you love doodling. The artwork posted on SS’ social media accounts are especially stunning: with its child-like creativity, meticulous attention for detail and quirky subjects.

Anyway, imagine how excited I was when I heard that the man behind Sketchy Stories – a 23 y/o Filipino illustrator by the name of Kerby Rosanes – was in Kuala Lumpur for a meet-and-greet! I headed to the meet at Tropicana City Mall and a little late coz of the massive traffic after work. There was already a crowd of fans milling about at the cafe, where Rosanes was giving out souvenir postcards.

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How cute is it!? 

Rosanes is self taught and after catching the eye of several big organisations, has doodled for companies such as Nike, Mazda and Ford.

How I wish I could make a career out of something I love – I hope I can find the courage for it.

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I was such a fangirl, lol – I started stuttering and couldn’t do anything beyond asking for his signature T-T

Nevertheless, it was great being able to meet with him! I feel a little more inspired to start working on my own drawings again.

Check out Sketch Stories on Facebook! 

Sketches – Habits

 

I suck at drawing portraits, so this didn’t quite turn out how I imagined it to be. .___. Sometimes you have the image in your brain, but your hands just don’t have the skill to sketch it out.

Recently, I’ve been addicted to the song Habits by Tove Lo, a Swedish artist whose single has been dominating the charts all over the world. So I decided to draw her based on one of the screenshots from her video.

The eyes are kind of flat-looking.. and the colouring is bad.There’s a lot to work on. I couldn’t shade her jawline either without making it seem like a beard. .___.

I really like this song because I can relate to the lyrics – of how it hurts so much to be left behind by someone you poured your heart and soul into, that you have to ‘stay high’ to forget about missing them. I was an overachiever in school, but I have never had much confidence – because I was bullied by others for not ‘fitting in’ and had strict parents who were never proud of my achievements. To get straight As were a duty, not an obligation.

As a teen, I felt that nobody understood me, least of all my parents (they’re Asian, we don’t have that whole sitting down to talk shit. You either get over stuff or you don’t.) I craved love, and I looked for it in all the wrong places. When I was 15, I had my first ‘love’, who turned out to be a cheater and a liar. Devastated and unable to talk to anyone, I spiraled into this out-of-control phase of self-harm. I was cutting myself, I jumped from one relationship to another to ‘forget’.. but I was never happy even though outwardly I was laughing and smiling. This lasted until my late teens, when I finally met my ex, CK, whom I dated for five years. He was a pillar of strength in that time, but I fucked it up because I felt that I didn’t deserve good things. He’s a nice guy, and I treated him very badly. To this day, I feel sorry for it. After our breakup, it was back into that self-destructive cycle. I tried a few more relationships, none of which worked out.

I’m 24 now and although it has been a turbulent few years, I feel like I’ve finally found stability. I met someone who really cares for me, who loves me even though I was so broken, who pieced all the broken little pieces together and mended it.

To those who are going through the same experience, take it from me that it gets better. You don’t have to hurt yourself over people who probably wouldn’t care one way or the other. You can’t love others if you don’t love yourself first.

Enough emo blogging though.

BAHAHA. 

 

Sketches – Bunga Raya / Gumamela

Ever since I started working, I haven’t had much time to touch my pens – either because I was too tired or too lazy after a long day running around looking for stories. I picked them up again recently and realised how much I’ve missed drawing just for the fun of it.

Here’s my latest work! *PS: I am by no means a professional artist, nor have I gone for any training/classes.. so don’t be too harsh on it mmk?

Bunga raya (hibiscus flower), the Malaysian national flower. It comes in various shades, but the most common ones I see are  in red. I like it coz the petals are soft and wide, with a long stalk in the middle. When the wind blows, they look just like pretty skirts dancing in the breeze. I showed E and he said it’s called gumamela in the Philippines, where children use the sticky sap to dip into papaya stalks as straws to blow bubbles.

It’s great to pick up a pencil and draw again. Since I was a kid, drawing has always been my first love, but I never got to pursue it professionally because my parents, like most Asian families, didn’t think much of it as a career. In high school, my brother and I were avid manga lovers and we loved drawing comics and manga. I even sold them to my friends, which went towards pocket money funds. But my mum, probably super frustrated that the two of us were gonna end up ‘failures’ because we seemed more interested in sketching than studying, flew into such a rage one time that she tore up some of our sketches. We didn’t sketch so openly at home after that.

In college, I took up journalism. It wasn’t my first choice, but since I liked writing, it was better than being forced to study accountancy (which was my family’s choice). Some Asian parents seem to have this notion that accountancy, law, medicine or engineering are the only careers out there that will guarantee you won’t starve to death. Common advice – “You want happy? Happy won’t put food on table, happy won’t pay your bills.”

I often wonder where I’d be now if I had taken up my original love for illustration as a career path. One of my high school friends did and while I don’t think she’s very well-off in terms of material wealth, I think she’s happy. Her story is probably one of the reasons why my parents don’t like art. But at the same time, I wish they had believed in me enough to let me try. Who knows?

Happy Deepavali!

It’s Deepavali (or Diwali as it is known in some other parts of the world), which is the festival of lights for Hindus. My neighbours were letting off fireworks earlier, but it started raining a few minutes ago. >-<

Here’s a kolam-inspired peacock sketch that I did in the evening. Took me an hour to draw and colour … I haven’t had much time to draw stuff these days. Happy Deepavali to those celebrating it! 🙂

Tokio Hotel Obssession

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Random doodle. Took hubby’s colourful pens to conteng . Intended to draw hubby in his white and black chequered shirt, but coloured his hair blue instead.

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Busying with assignments.

PS: Been listening to old P.O.D songs and falling in love with them all over again. 🙂

Absolutely obssessed with Tokio Hotel lately. I think if people asked me if I’d marry hubby or Bill Kaulitz, I’d pick the latter. XD But then BK doesn’t know I exist anyway, so it’s just wishful thinking… 😛

Tokio Hotel, please come to Singapore or Malaysia for a concert!