Sunday, October 26, 2014


There were people who thought this looked a bit like Assassin's Creed. Even though I did not specifically drew from that, but I guess given my background in playing games and the liking of archery, there may be some truth in it. I always liked to use archery as my game strategy, even though I was not particularly brilliant at it in real life. And this kind of outfit was how I view archer always looked cool, isolated, hidden, stealth...

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Eleventh Doctor

This was produced around the time when 'Dinosaurs on A Spaceship' was aired. I sort of drew this according to the poster's figure. This is a digital painting, obviously. It was still very rough and careless. I take it as a practice. I was rather pleased with the shirt effect though. All else, needed quite some improvement...

Indonesia-Penang Trip XI

1 June 2014

Fairly speaking, this is very surprising, visiting an art gallery in Indonesia. As much as I do drawings and paintings, I am not much of an art connoiseur. My knowledge of art is very very limited, seeing how I failed/scored weakly in my Arts subject throughout my school year due to the theory exams and my very scarce exposure to art subject in university during history class. Hence, I very rarely visits an art gallery, even in Singapore or Malaysia.

This visit in Indonesia was a surprise as we were to have dinner in this building which serves as a platform for the local artists to showcase their work too. It was called the Lawangwangi Creative Space.

We were welcomed by this big rubik-cube thing.

And there's me while waiting for the orders. We were playing with the cameras...

The area was very cooling. What added to the bonus was the view. We were literally on top of a hill and we could look upon the town below. It was a very nice experience. It did not have those cityscape like in big cities, but it was a very quiet place and for that moment, all those did not matter anymore.

We chose an outdoor seat just to be nearer to the view. We took group photos and also with the insta-photos taken by Fanny! It served as a chilling session, a rest from the trip, to recharge.

Our food came. We were generally there for the view, hence we did not order much except some interesting dishes.

The whole place were quite nicely decorated with some random pieces standing around the cafe and building, like this:

This is one of the flyer that you could take along to know more about the place...

After the meal, we were escorted to this art exhibition. At first we were not very impressed, thinking it was just another art gallery. So when we finally entered the space, we realized why was it awesome.

The artist herself came to give us an intro on her art pieces. These were love stories from old Javan legends, and the artist did not really 'drew' them out. Rather, she wrote them out. Notice how every line and colour on the paintings were actually words? They were words from the stories themselves. So this was really 'a picture says a thousand words' literally?

The big picture itself looked impressive with lots of actions happening at the same time. So what we could see were the words from the stories that wrote into this piece that also depicts a summary of the legend. Boom! At this point, this is already no-simple art. You could see the effort put into the work and guess what - this is not the end.

What happened next was not photographed because our cameras were not good enough for that. The lights were turned off and only UV lamps were shone next to the paintings. Underneath those art pieces, were another painting! And this time, those were paintings depicting love stories from legends taken worldwide from different culture, including English and Chinese. We were mindblown on the spot, of course. We hear this kind of art on Internet and often from others, but experiencing it yourself, having these treasure right in front of you eyes is a privilege.

This was truly a surprising and satifying visit!

According to the others, even this room, taken from outside like this, looked like some studio in some MV or drama. I'm not sure about that....

Wednesday, October 22, 2014


Happy belated Deepavali! This year, there were some confusion over the actual date of Deepavali holiday, which was listed as one of the reasons why Deepavali is the most 'kesian' holiday in Malaysia.

Well, despite this public holiday landed itself so near to my recent trip back to KL and home, I did not extend my leave partly because I don't want to leave my project to the cobwebs for too long and partly, I'm reserving my leave for better use in future >.< Therefore, I was to celebrate this day in Singapore. When I was back in Penang, we used to go to people's house to taste great Indian cuisine, mostly thanks to all the Indian colleagues of my parents and neighbours. But this year, there was no special occassion except an invitation for a walk, which led me to the tale of my unfortunate illness. It's no big deal, an all-in-one package of flu and fever and coughing. I was recovering but six in the morning I was coughing real bad, so I decided to skip the walk and meet up for lunch instead. So there was me, sitting at Seah Im Food Centre.

It did not take deliberate planning but I did end up having two very Indian food in the context of South East Asian Indian culture: Teh Tarik and Murtabak. I wanted prata/canai but my attention was diverted. And there's me savouring my murtabak with great vehemence while sipping gleefully off the traditional glass of teh tarik. They were so awesome!

After the meal, we strolled around Vivo and I got myself boxes for my books. It was when I thought I will come back later if the box could fit all my books. I went back room to rest and get a go on the new books and watch some movie. Late evening, I went to lab to settle some of the minute procedures, as a bridge between yesterday's and tomorrow's experiment. Then I set off to mall again in the hope to drink some hot soup. 

I was struck miserably when I was facing the gazetted area of SoupSpoon, which was no longer there! I ended up eating fish porridge, which looked suspicious because it was just fish soup with a bowl of rice added into it. It was surprisingly nice. On my way out, I met with my high school friends and her sister, who was my high school senior. Small world it is. Not wanting to disturb further, I went on to get a big cup of ice-less carrot juice. The uncle used up half the bucket of carrots he had and had to change the blender blade through that one cup. Power juice ya!

After that, I walked around to spot some of the shoes on sale. My shoes are getting holey and I reckoned it is time to start spotting a new one just in case. On the other hand, I managed to get another book box and was later found resting happily in my room.

Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Riding Bicycle on Rainy Days

Watercoloured with only black colour, I tried to depict the memory of mine on rainy days. Most of the time in my primary and secondary school, I spent my life inside school. We have class till two and we have activities after, or we have extra classes. So a lot of the time, the schedule was so different that my parents were not able to fetch me like a chauffeur. So, I get to ride a bicycle to school if I get to go back home or my aunt's place during lunchtime. If not, I would be walking back. Having a bicycle is not all good sometimes. It means you have one more responsibility, to bring that bike back, to make sure you lock it, even during rainy days. There were days when I was just not patient enough to wait for the rain to stop, so I decided to cycle in the rain. And if you have ever tried cycling with a raincoat, you will know how redundant that idea is. It was not always a gleeful experience. I like the way the wind and water splashes, but I am not very fond of the water splashing on my glasses. And if you are not careful, you might get mud spots at the back of your clothes. 

Of course, after I got my licences, I do get to ride a motorcycle, but I started to develop a habit of staying back instead of stealing time back home. Sometimes, I do get to hitch-hike my friend's car, but most of the time, we didn't even get the time to walk to and fro from home. We walked to nearby shops for meals and we return to school for the rest of the day until the sun goes down, which were usually when I'm sure my parents were free to fetch me home.

Those were the days...

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