Summer

Summer almost arrived U.K., for the last few days the weather had been quite nice. However it usually only lasts for about 1 month so every sunny day is precious. When the sun is out any surface in the city with bit of grass will be packed with people. I remember when I was in uni some desperate local student dug a small tree out of the field just to get more space to sit under the sun ... poor tree.

Looking forward to go to the sea side some day later.
The ultimate summer element to me will be : chimes , water melon and maxi dress.
Sitting on the tatami mats, turn the fan on (hate AC) reading a book while eating ice cold water melon, on the background some music coming from the radio, maybe 70th classic or smooth jazz blue.

Ah ...my summer holiday best memory ever! ▰˘◡˘▰

Thank you past & Hello future !

Recently I left the company I've been working for 6 and half years. Now finally I'm free, free to do whatever I want, life is full of possibility again.After all I had spend very long time there, it was lots of mix feeling about leaving, too many memories. On the last day I did a little thank you card for my ex boss, as I remember in the beginning the company was so small that they don't even have any HR to do interviews, so I was interviewed by my boss personally. 

I guess there won't be a new start without an end. 
The uncertain type of tomorrow is always the best kind of tomorrow, if future can be predicted then how boring our life will be?

There was a little gift/stationary shop I often go visit during my school age, it was call " NONO the rainbow house". It was truly indeed a wonderland for me.The things they sell in the shop to me now might seems quite ordinary or even bit childish, but the warm comfort memory of passing it by, with or without going in after my evening lesson, was always one of my most precious memories. Sometimes I would bought some little bits and bobs like pen or stickers, most of time I simply just wonder around inside for hours and hours.

By then I was very broke  and just living my normal student life, however you feel you were always on top of the world. I can only afford very little thing per visit but I was never upset about my limitation of choice. I had hope within myself, within life and within the future." I can always come back and get it , good things waits me ahead. " What an extraordinary feeling of being a teenager. Ridiculously optimistic about everything.

I missed there once a little place on earth had given me this enormous unconditional satisfaction and confidence. So here I made a little drawing from my memory. It was always had this glowing in the dark image whenever I think about it and It always make me very happy.

Freud's Chair

I've been listen to Alan Watts' lecture on YouTube these days, really inspired by such wise master mind, and how come I only discovered him after 29 years of existence on earth. It's also really a coincident that the state of me now really need some different thinking force interruption,  in order to free myself from this self-unaware- build loophole of pressure and fear of freedom or challenges.

It's my birthday today and really happy to received  wishes from some new friends I made during past years. I don't like the idea of heading towards 30 cos I never feel like almost being 30, not even 25 to be honest. My mind set was still in my late youth , after graduate from high school. Therefore I decided that I'm going to celebrate whatever age I feel at the present about myself. So happy 19 years bday to me , hell yeah !

Anyhow, during listening to Alan's lecture I start to think about one of the idea that I always wanted to draw ,which is the chair of Sigmund Freud. I've been to his museum in London 2 years ago, it's a small but rather interesting and very peaceful place to visit, really loved the bright big rooms and the back yard garden. The museum also provide cake and drinks.

So I did this little drawing. I like the fabric pattern which Freud throw on the long armchair. It reminds me that when I first saw his study room ,  a familiar sensation raised inside me when I saw the dark red heavy curtain. I can't remember whether the fact of knowing this scene was from any of my old dreams or childhood memories. It give me a certain amount of comfortableness but also lonesomeness feel.

The final drawing came out nothing like I pre-planed (as usual) but I'm still quite happy about it.

hello 2014

During the Xmas holiday, I was suppose to do quite a lot thing according to my original plan, but somehow just couldn't start any of them. It was the most gloomiest depress period of time I ever experienced so far and the cause of that still remain unclear. Most of time I woke up around 12 at noon, trying to do anything but fail, outside the house,  the sky fall dark very soon, when evening arrive I regret that I did't achieve anything again but too conscious to sleep.The weather was stormy , rain fall for days and weeks, most of the south west area flooded badly.

Until I realize it was more than a month since last time I updated my blog. Now the holiday finished and I'm back to work and all of sudden, I could draw and write again!

When I realize the almost robotic routing of life somehow could provide me a hint of confidence and relaxation. I am very confuse about this strange condition, which is the idea of complete freedom actually scares me but on the other side, the pressure and boredom from work drives me crazy, which make the freedom sound so sweet.

What a paradox of life. 

Anyhow, I did a small drawing today at work, inspired by one of my favourite artist Shanu Tan's Illustration story book Tales from outer suburbia,  the way he create different texture for different material of painting is amazing. I bought this book years ago but when I start read it again recently the story and drawing strangely seems completely new to me again.

Wish everyone who reads my blog a late happy new year.