Monday, June 30, 2014

Sweet Sunday

Yesterday went by in a haze, with some marked moments, accompanied by really good dark chocolate cookies from Mico who has just returned from a work trip recently :3 

Along with Miss Manners. 

I mean, really, look at that. I just wanted to stuff everything in my face :)))) Miss Manners forgotten :))))) Well, perhaps it is okay if done in secret. Not in the presence of company. And as long no crumb-evidence is visible on my shirt. Or face. Or hands. 

So I just agreed among my selves to have just three for the afternoon. *curtsies*

Sunday, June 29, 2014

Okaeri~

This weekend has been one of homecomings. 

Coming back home from a work trip. 

Okaeri (2014)

And coming home to the right person. 


So, while he was away, I drew something called Okaeri. Then I chose some nice, matching papers to wrap it in. 

Pretty. Papers. 

So this was the token I wrote about a few days ago, the one I wrapped in blue paper. 

Pretty decotape!

Wrapped in blue.

Sealed.

And so. Tadaima~ 

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Algiz, A Sketch

Taking a break in between work tasks today, I drew "Algiz," with the name referring to the Rune of Protection. 


Tuesday, June 24, 2014

A Token Awaits

I was wrapping a small illustration. 


I have yet to post the content :3 Perhaps when the receiver of this token has seen it :D 


Meanwhile it is sealed inside this lovely paper, with a wax seal and other random, accidental drops XD Meanwhile, we wait. 

Distant

Distant Trees (2003)

Came across some lines again from Bakemonogatari. From the sixth episode, what Hanekawa-san said to Araragi-kun. 

"But it shouldn’t matter to you what Senjouhara-san was like in the past. You like the current Senjougahara-san, don’t you? Liking her is good, but make sure you keep a clean and proper boy-girl relationship, okay, Araragi-kun? Senjougahara-san seems really serious, so I don’t think it’ll turn into a bad relationship. She’s very complicated, you know. I don’t mean to sound like I know her very well… but she’s created an impenetrable self-field. You have one, too. Everyone has the self-field known as privacy, but both you and Senjougahara-san lock yourselves inside like you’re being besieged. People like that tend to find socializing with others depressing. You should know what I’m talking about. Both of you. But, Araragi-kun… Hating socializing with people is different from hating people… It’s nothing weird. It’s completely normal to want to know more about your girlfriend. But I think it’s best not to dive too deep into your lover’s past. Don’t let it become half interest and half amusement. Araragi-kun, make sure you act in moderation in that regard. Anyway, bye bye." 

Friday, June 20, 2014

Some Favorite Things

It took me time to finish this piece that I started over two weeks ago, but today I finally managed to :3 It does make a big difference if you do something first thing after getting up :D

A Few of The Happy Peach's Favorite Things (2014)

So this was inspired by Lynore Avery's illustration of A Few of Susan Sontag's Favourite Things. Now this is my version of some of mine :) 

Painting, An Anchor

So far, this is how I have progressed from starting the second piece of the triptych I have been working on :) 


While this set is something new and challenging for me, I am glad to have been learning more about watercolor painting on canvas. I have particularly learned how to use dry brushes and which watercolors I like using more. I noticed that I am also less hesitant to just apply color as I was at first. I learned all over again that you just need to keep doing something until you learn it better and you become more confident about it. 

I am almost finished with all the anthuriums for this piece; I just have yet to add the layer of glittery paint. I finished the last couple of anthuriums during the wee hours of this morning, because I could not sleep yet. So I took advantage of my wakeful state and moved forward with this painting. :)

I will get back to this by Sunday or Monday, or perhaps even later today, if there are no writing assignments for me to do. Painting grounds me, and calms me down, and I think everyone should have that one thing or activity that grounds him or her, especially when afraid of certain things; like, happy, but also kind of terrified. 

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Sunny

So this piece is up in my art page :) 

Her Smile is So Bright, The Sunflowers Turned to Her (2014)

It was an art commission that was meant to be gifted to someone I also know, and this girl has a wonderfully bright smile and apparently likes sunflowers (^___^) 

Soft Tardis~

Further to the lovely Tardis and the cute Tardis drawing that I got, I also received a soft Tardis - soft Tardis on soft socks (^__________^)


Thank you~ ^______^

Monday, June 16, 2014

The Tardis, My Tardis

I mentioned in one of my recent posts that I was drawing some of my favourite things; one of these things is the Tardis :) I must admit that I have been quite busy and have not finished that particular piece, but as of the weekend I have at least added colour to the Tardis, being the first thing I drew in that set :3


Shortly after that time I blogged about this Favourite-Things drawing, I received my very own Tardis ^___^ 


I absolutely love it, and it always brings a smile to my face whenever I see it ^___^ Funny thing is, though I bravely claim to be Clara Oswaldesque (with more Dalek than Clara) in many ways (with a 12th-Doctor version who is not really quite fond of me and seems just a bit cross when he sees me XD), this lovely Tardis came from the 11th Doctor of the River Song in me :)))))))) (This isn't just because of the nature of their relationship, but it has more to do with their dynamics and timing and qualities and such :D) 

"Hello Sweetie." :)))))

Moreover, to make this post even more Tardis-y, I am sharing the Tardis he drew for me :3


I think it's really cute and I love it ^___^ 

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Peachcraft: An Inspiring-Materials Parade

I have finally finished re-organizing the sewing and crafting materials after its several stages, and soon I will be doing some maintenance for the sewing machine. I think I shall be getting back to crafting soon enough. I hope I do! I miss those days when I'd be surrounded by all the pretty materials and I would just be making pretty things most of the time. Back then, though, I did not draw nor paint much, and now that I spend more time drawing and painting than sewing and crafting, I intend to still allocate a significant amount of time making things by hand or using the sewing machine for, at least for now, sewing experiments XD I look back and remember what it was like crafting and making things myself and I think it is about time I get back to it, especially now that everything is in order. Below is a parade of materials used in previous projects and materials waiting to be used for new ones :3 



 






 




 


 
 



Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Introducing: Kumakuma and Gohanneko

My best friend Peter and I have been spending more time again together after years of hardly seeing each other, if at all :)) From 2008 to 2013, we hardly saw each other; we only had those rare occasions of meeting up for coffee for a couple of hours or so. Now, various circumstances have kind of allowed us to catch up, or rather, pick up from where we left off. It is really great, despite the different versions of tragedies that have recently assailed us on separate occasions, because it was like finding a long-lost sibling back home all over again. We've been best friends for over a decade, and ours is like a brother-sister-brother-sister kind of relationship, where he can be as unconsciously high-pitched as much he wants and I can be as kanto-boy as much as I want :D (Perhaps let us just leave it to brother-sister instead of brother-brother, because he won't allow me to be POGI anyway. But he does allow me the liberty of claiming to be a Macho Girl.) 

So anyway in one of our many conversations which have become more regular than ever, funny nicknames came up - Kumakuma (born from his bear-like appearance and his bear-y everything everywhere he goes) and Gohanneko (born from my cattiness and enormous appetite for rice especially onigiri) - and he suggested I draw characters for those names and he would make clay images of them. 


Eventually this gave birth to his idea that there should be more of Kumakuma and Gohanneko, so eventually, I shall be making one- or two-panel "episodes" based on actual events or scenarios from conversations. So first off, I had to create a short bio for each of them :3



Moving forward, there will eventually be Kumakuma and Gohanneko episodes which will also occasionally feature other characters :D Peter suggested we call them The Misadventures of Kumakuma and Gohanneko, and then I created a short description for the "series": 

Also known as Bearbear and Ricecat, these best buds are a threat to cake shops and are neck-to-neck in the highest level of this thing called Overthinking.

:)))))))))

So, look out for these midadventures, and yes that is a pet onigiri tagging along with Gohanneko. 

Hers, His, Its

These two pieces from last month have been finally uploaded to my art blog :)) 

Hers, His (2014). Outlet for one of them moments

Little Venom (2014). What happens to rumormongers. They get eaten by what they created. 

Seconds

On the second piece of a triptych, and on second chances. 

Have been sketching the second piece of the triptych I have been working on. I feel a bit more comfortable with it than the first one, and so I hope it looks better too when it is done XD


And then, I know that I sounded quite weighty last night, or the wee hours of this morning, but after having written all that off and having slept for over seven hours and even having another nap shortly after lunch, I now feel so much lighter about the whole thing. I still hold the same realisations and still stand by my decisions and resolutions, but at least I do not feel burdened anymore since I have done my cathartic writing :3 Hence, while second chances are up for grabs, I won't be waving it frantically in the air nor force to make others take it, and I am just feeling nice and calm now that from my end, I am just going to be a great person and friend as best as I can be. After all I have my own journey to mind, and the road is just open to good and pleasant company who are willing to travel at the same pace at least. 

Illustrations and Realisations

I was inspired by Lynore Avery's illustration of a few of Susan Sontag's Favourite Things, that I thought I'd make a version of mine :D So far I've only just sketched the things that came off the top of my head, and I've inked the words as of this afternoon. 


I have also come to some realisations today (which are not connected to what I have just written about, but may have brought about a bit of a relapse to it). Well, I think they have been surfacing in my head since last week, but I've been trying to keep them at bay because I wanted to think that everything is Just Fine :)))) However I may have been kind of holding back on things and my own progress so I got some kind of violent shake on my shoulders during the weekend, most probably to, you know, wake me up :)) And since then, more wake-up things have been pouring in. And I am like, yeah yeah I get it. 

1. That voice. It sounded like cooing a baby. I mean, really, Identify. Discern. Listen. Cooing. Sticky. Sugary. Sweet Baby. Meanwhile, the adult / non-baby (again) that I am has to go off alone. As if anything can be done about it :) Words stopping me from doing so does not equate to actually making sure I get to my destination in one piece. Besides, those fixed rituals seem untouchable, hence I am lumped into an activity because it is, apparently, satisfying enough. Feels like high school where homeroom is great or math is great because it's The shared class :D And then, despite all those many many many many many expressions and declarations of cant-waits and miss-es and already-evaporating-coffees, I am still lumped into the few minutes within some other activity. Great, makes me feel like a bonus in a fun event. I MUST be one hell of a bonus to look forward to. Imagine those precious two to five minutes?? Fantastic. And then the Rush to the Ritual. I am glad I did not have to carry rocks on my way home once. (Omg I am surprised at how all these just poured out like that. Well, see, I tried.) Now how am I supposed to believe anything anymore? :)

Sweet Talk + Walking Home Alone = Kitten Kicked In The Face

2. Chase, and chase if you must, regardless of the outcome, just as it is all exciting and thrilling in a shiai. Chase, pursue, seek - but only and only if there is a clear intention. Otherwise, it will all just be, you know, lukewarm. Half-hearted. Half-meant. Not carefully thought of. Sort of, but not really. Kind of, but not quite. But if there is clarity, no one would be running after one thing while clutching onto another, attending to it with inexplicably unusual care. Might as well stay, and not bother with anything else. It is just like doing kiai, then not hitting because there is the ritual stop to wave at some fan in the audience. This is not pursuit. This is not a chase. There is not even any walking or running happening. Or maybe there is, but it happens in circles. And supposedly-pursued has disappeared somewhere in the horizon or may have possibly, if unfortunate, turned into a skeleton somewhere on the side. Because somehow it always has to be set aside when the moment is inconvenient. 


Kitty is half-asleep, half-awake. She can also be half-other-things, half-owned.

3. There was actually A GREAT DEAL OF CHANCE. A Very Decent Chance. But it has been missed. Requirements on Strength and Decisiveness and Discernment were a glaring F. But still, the gates are not altogether closed. IF, and I mean IF there is still any intention at all, it has to be clear that the roles must be switched. If it is apparent that one need not be scolded and is capable of taking full charge and ownership, then fine, the gates are open anyway. Fall in line again. 


Ordinary Girl does not require extraordinary things but at least make it to the minimal scenarios.

4. Appreciation is great and wonderful, and even a necessity. But there also has to be plenty of real and sincere action. Show up. Ask. Come over. Invite. Dare. Wanting to see is different from seeing. Wanting to do this and that is different from actually doing this and that. At some point, constantly hearing the same things loses its impact. Sometimes, it is even worse when moments of devastation come and suddenly control is lost and one just suddenly does not matter anymore because some other part of life collapsed and nothing else makes sense anymore. So where exactly does that place a supposedly appreciated one, right? Again, one is bright and wonderful, only on convenient times. 


Whatever was in that mug, she was free last Sunday actually. Wanting to see + being nearby = 0 event. 

5. Speaking of convenience, well it was suddenly gobbled up by # 1 as well, because omg, that sudden, unexpected surge of emotions :)) Then # 4 bit off it too. But okay, last but not least, this convenience-thing. I am not exactly thin but why am I always merely inserted into convenient spots :))) Do you have any idea how challenging it could be for chubby people like me to be Inserted into tight slots? :))))) In any case, there are Ways, see. That long Sunday ride could've merited a break or something. This or that evening could've... wait, no, Untouchable Ritual, it seems. Well, make up your mind okay. It isn't fun anymore. Nor funny. Moreover, distinguish one from the other and priorities should be straightened up. Actually everything else should be. This is effing exhausting.  

Chubby girl is chubby and does not like tight spots. 

Not that I am closing my doors; I rarely do that to anything. But as I mentioned in my previous post, either catch up naturally, or be readily available somewhere ahead. No baggages, no rings, no secrets, no other lives, no scheming associations, no flakiness, no evasive responses, no empty words, no tricky anything, no misleading words and actions, no sickeningly sweet tones for others. This applies to both parties, past and present, and basically to everyone else who wishes to try (future) and everyone else already in line (other present-s). 


PS. I am not mad. I am just exhausted and confused and perhaps frustrated :) Now I shall rest. I still have past-wounds to heal and do not want anything in the present to add to  these past-wounds and to what it has inflicted so far :) Tomorrow is a new day and another chance to make better choices, and another day away from past aches :) 
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