Tuesday, June 23, 2015

End-of-Summer Sewing

A recent order of two hair tie pairs. 

And I made another bag for myself using old kendo gi.

I wish I could sew a cloak of oblivion. 

Monday, June 22, 2015

Two Things in An Unquiet Mind, Branching Out to Millions

I am at a crossroads. And it is a sort of multiple crossroads. Maybe one should imagine several railway lines crossing  at the same point, if that is even possible. 

Over a year ago I was told so many things. Promising things. Big plans. And I totally felt I was on the right track. And then there was another set of things, promises, more promises.

And while the promising things barely came to life, there were also the promises that fell off one by one from their long list. 

I am usually forgiving and eager to compromise and give second third fourth whatever chances. 

But now I find myself alone and disabled on so many levels. 

Do people say things so lightly now or simply out of the intensity of their emotions at any given time? 

Now I do not even have the superior confidence to say what is on my mind about all these things, to one who promised me that the time has come for me to rest. 

I have been trying each day, really hard, to display constancy, because perhaps the fault is really all mine, as I usually discovered in the past. But I am tired, and despite my adjustments and adapting to even the most unusual and inexplicable circumstances, I find myself alone and unable to speak. Not so much as unable to speak, but paralysed by the fear of speaking. When I speak, as I discovered in the recent months, it goes back to how heartless and insensitive, and even insane, I am. 

It's just that I thought that this insanity was acknowledged and accepted before, and even labeled as something endearing. 

And then after grasping at straws, telling myself things are still fine, and perhaps just morphing into something different and yet still good, I come to this point - the place where the mountain of promising things were said to me, and I hardly see anything that matches up to any of those. 

And in this same place, I realise that my shelter is not exactly where it should be. 

I was not even asked, not once, what my thoughts are, or perhaps how a compromise can be made. Or perhaps a plan. Some kind of mutual understanding of where we both are. 

Suddenly what mattered was just the things outside of me. 

And I could not say anything because I would again be labeled as ill. Insane. TOO MUCH.

One party was supposed to take care of the areas I needed help in. Instead there was just even more oppression, just a different kind from the one where I came from. 

And then there was the one who was supposed to be my final stop. 

But right now I just feel like there is nobody. 

I know that it isn't right to see or think of things this way. I know what I should think and I know what I should do. But sometimes one just becomes overwhelmed by what she feels. Or what she sees. Or what she no longer hears. Or what she no longer has. 

Once again, I feel things slipping away. That all too familiar sensation that makes me wish to never wake up again. 

I have been trying, really. In everything. In the things I have been trying to do well in. And in the things that I am telling myself to believe. To feel. I gave away as much credit as I could. And I realise that for quite some time, I have been feeling empty. 

There are things, and experiences, but I do not feel the heart. 

I can tell what happened in one of my circumstances - it was all due to inconsistencies and lack of order and the blatant inequality. 

But in my other situation, I have no idea what happened. I have been working at it for months, and while I don't mind working at it if I knew that my efforts were met, it disheartens me now to feel that I have been toiling completely on my own. I have been working just so I would not feel that thing that was harshly pulled away from me, which I still not know what. 

Did I allow myself another chance to get killed? 

If things do not go right, I do not think I would have any more spirit left. Everything is just so close to being extinguished. 

I wish I could feel that same 100% assurance that wrapped my entire life a year ago. I wish I am still right in choosing that home, that shelter. That final stop. I chose it because I believed it and I put my faith in it. I wish I could understand why all the empty spaces started replacing spots where there used to be a seemingly endless world of safe and familiar ground. 

I wish promises stopped being broken. It is about time. 

I have painfully let go of so many talks of this and that and names and steel and joint spaces and many promises, hoping that this is just how things get to their better states. 

But I am tired. And it feels even more tiring when you find yourself treading the path alone. No longer led, but pushed. No longer allowed to go first, but left behind. Almost as if I no longer matter. 

And then that place. Where I thought I could find what I needed. But its strange ins and outs just formed holes and gaps. In me. In others. Among ourselves. 

I wish things would go right. I am exhausted. I wish I could feel that again; being finally home. Again. For real. In my final stop. My final stops. In both contexts. Because I am tired. Really tired. 

From Pot to Plate

I have previously talked about having grown a plant, and today, that same plant is already a couple of weeks old :D I failed to post its pictures for the rest of its first week, but here they are :D

On its fifth day, I repotted it and thankfully it continued to grow; however it was really growing quite fast and I could not risk repotting it again as it might weaken and die. Hence, when the second week entered, a couple of stalks looked really tired and the taller ones could only grow as far as the top of the planter label. I confess I tasted a leaf at the end of its first week and there it was - the pleasantly strong burst of arugula flavour XD

However, at the end of its second week, which is today, it does look quite tired and ready to retire, so tonight I shall let them rest on my dinner plate :)))

In actuality, some leaves look less green and you can almost feel how the tired ones are trying to get away from the sensation of being crowded (^^U) In any case, it has been a very pleasant and gratifying experience to have grown a plant, especially something edible, and I believe I now have the courage to actually plant other seeds and try growing a regular-sized plant myself. I have always wanted to, but felt that I would never be able to make anything even make it to the soil surface XD But after this, I can perhaps give it a try, especially since I dream of someday growing at least some of my food :D 

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

The Long Weekend

Last weekend was a long weekend so there was more food and more fun than usual :) 

Before heading out to see Mico, I brought along some watercolour paper, a water brush, watercolour pencils, and a (cow) sharpener because I was also thinking up logo designs and in case I needed to draw other things. I usually bring some form of portable amusement or a to-do anyway. Sometimes I bring a book or portable video game, but that day it was a watercolouring set. 

And then there was Tamagoya XD Mico brought me and it was my first time; he'd been telling me about this place and finally we went and I liked my ramen so much! I picked the Tamagoya ramen quickly to avoid having option anxiety because I was also quite curious about the cold noodles and the one with Japanese fish cakes :3

This meal was quite timely because I had been craving for noodles or sushi or unagidon and then there was noodles so yeiy (^___^)

Eight happy tummies :)))) Anyway it had been a while since we took photos like this so I did.

We spent a great deal of the weekend just puttering about or watching stuff, and he prepared for us waffles with Nutella. Yes. Nutella. (why did that make me think of the more-jam-mom-meme) 

And in the midst of my sketches and warmups, more food would just come in :)))) 

Blueberries and acai berries covered in chocolate. I love this stuff :) 

My little failures :)))) After going through the trouble and effort (^^U) 

Supernatural companions. I know that can mean many things. Take your pick. 

More Supernatural companions :))))) Again, up to you XD 

Anyway it was a great weekend :) Happy :)

Tuesday, June 16, 2015


Whatever goes through their minds, I can only wonder. 

Cheerful Thoughts

Watching You

Amusing Ideas

Thursday, June 11, 2015

My Tiny Miracle

I actually grew a plant

As of now these stalks are quite upright, and I wonder what they will look like tomorrow :3 I wonder if this is just really meant to be tiny or if it has a chance of getting bigger if I transferred it to a slightly bigger pot with more soil. 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Tiny Plant

I received this tiny plant as omiyage from a kendo classmate who recently visited from Japan~

It is a tiny plant kit.

There is soil, seeds, tiny pot, and a label. 

Soil has to "grow" first before anything else. 

I used a miniature plate to catch the water.

Then, the seeds. 

The seeds, scattered and mildly pressed against the soil. I was amused to realise that I even got my favourite, arugula XD 

As of now it has grown tiny leaves; pictures next time :) 

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Goodbye, Then, Solitude

There are quite a number of things I intend to post about the weekend, but let me focus on the art-part first...

The Repair Bunny series :)

The entire Repair Bunny series above has been sold (^___^) Yes, all nine!

And today I painted a new piece. 

I like the brick walls. 

I had to spend a lot of time on warmups and practice because I have gotten so used to the chibi and chubby characters I have been making more often. Soon enough, I finished it :) 

Enjoying Solitude

Thursday, June 4, 2015

The Repair Bunny Series

With the Repair Bunny repairing damaged hearing, the series is made complete :)

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

4x Happy Goodbyes

I have recently said goodbye to these girls because they have been SOLD :) All are watercolour-on-paper. 

Fish Girl (2013)

Leaf Costume (2015)

Watermelon Costume (2015)

Cup Costume (2015)

Monday, June 1, 2015

Last May Weekend

Well hello, Mid Year. 

On the last weekend of The Second Seed (Skyrim mode aren't we), Mico and I spent a bit more time because of our supermonth and of a mini-plan that was halted anyway (^^U) All is well, though; perhaps another time. Definitely another time :) My heart and my dan tien sing to it. 

Anyway, so I made a pouch for Mico XD The truth is, I have not finished my mini-handbag yet but I decided to do this first because I wanted to give it already. It was also made from old kendo gi like the sling bag I made before

And then there was ramen. 

And watching Supernatural while dipping Ginger Snaps into coffee. 

I must admit that this Ginger-Snap-and-coffee combo happened after a big bag of Sour Cream and Cheddar Ruffles :))))))) (which happened a bit after lunch XD) 

And then after a lot more hugging XD he left the house and I finished my painting.

You can find the full image of this piece in my art blog too. 

Now let us move forward with the Mid Year :) 
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