Ever have one of those days when you want to pull your hair out? Here it is in black and white! I was experimenting with white ink in a journal with black pages.
"He'd forgotten how to keep his head from popping off in outer space. Why was he here again?" ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Dealing with Blue, a young adult romance.
What's inside my bag? well i bring point n shoot analog camera, a DSLR, pencil box (with pen, pencil and eraser inside), watercolor travel pack from Daler Rowney, mini sketchbook (i use Muji), lipstick, brush pens (Pentel). And no, i'm not bring botanical plant inside my bag, its just something i see and i directly draw it, haha.
"It meant something good when it was over. I need my space." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Dealing with Blue, a YA love story with small town fun.
One of a series of illustrations done for a book of poetry. The poetry was in Dutch so I have no idea what the poems are about! However the designer, the late Baer Cornet liked my work!!
Recently, I was asked to illustrate the Discworld as imagined in Terry Prachett's work. The illustration (24 "X 24") was printed on a self-adhesive vinyl and applied to the mandator's car.
I've started a series in my sketchbook...actually, it's a series inside of a series. The series started as an idea I called "The Hidden Octopus". It's an Instagram account where I post quirky little ideas I draw with my Sharpie and the watercolor it to make it pretty. Then I thought I'd start a series inside of that where I do Song Lyrics that I really like. This is one of the first in that series.
In the state where the face looks so dull (acnes in here and there with the acne scars of course and dont forget the bruntusan) until i realized that my eating habit is really affected. I try this and that skincare which i hope it will help but it didn't. Now i'm using natural skin care and start to control my eating habit (again). Hope it will helps.
One of my high school friends went on a family trip and returned to find his girlfriend obsessed with a dead bird. She had found it, extensively photographed it, and kept it in a box. He broke up with her. I cannot, for the life of me, get over this story, even though it happened almost 20 years ago. I want to hunt this girl down and ask her approximately one million questions.
