24 days?

1 alternative daily work
5 final sketches
3 concept drawings
1 final drawing

1 landscape daily work
10 concept sketches
1 final drawing

1 min 30 sec  video to draw, edit, animate.

1 photo/video installation to prepare

1 (wood-based) installation

4 subjects left, 5 main projects across the board. I still don’t understand why this semester seems the most disturbing. Probably because I haven’t been sleeping well, eating well, exercising (at all), or did anything that I truly wanted to do. I’ve had to share my room with my mum, then my sister, then my mum again, because of relatives bunking at my place. I’ve had big arguments, I’ve had brushes with madness, near-madness, and yet I’ve had moments of extreme ecstasy.

This past semester, I’ve been reminded of how fragile life is. Cliché as it may sound, it’s ineffably true. The fragile things are the most dangerous and precious at the same time.

one grand passion.

Thank you, Jenny Holzer.

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The fact that I can find the time to blog a tiny post almost every day must mean something. Am I not doing enough homework, or am I purposely putting it off till the last minute? Has a part of me fallen into the trap of “Oh, you’ve done well enough so far. Time to take it easy”

Remember the story about the Tortoise and the Hare? I don’t want to be the hare.

I cannot become the hare. I will not fall asleep under the tree near the finishing line. I refuse to. This blogging thing is to release stuff (equivalent to talking to yourself) (but I don’t talk to myself) (much) to get things off my chest.

1 history essay
3 landscape drawings
1 portfolio thingie (for PP)
143059834 digital art daily assignments
1 sculpture final

By monday. Really?

8 days.

Why do I behave like there is time, when there is in fact no time at all?

I like History.
I love Western Art History.
I hate SEA History.
Why?

Listening.

Hark, why is the door to the next room busily opening and closing
Hark, why is the bed in the next room creaking
Hark, some people whisper in the next room
Hark, some people sigh low in the next room
People this side are listening to the activities on that side
People that side are listening to the movements on this side
This side to that side, that side to this side
At last they discover nothing exists in this world
Even their very selves

can’t always tell if

Critique’s in two days. Sheesh. I don’t know why I feel affected by it. It’s just telling everyone what I’ve done so far. Relax.

But gees, I haven’t even finished what I’m supposed to! And here I am blogging and netsurfing and (insert everything else under the umbrella of Procrastinating).

I hope this tutorial week proves to be the most productive one so far, because this term has been the least so.

Feels right, feels wrong.

Am I over-sensitive? I sometimes feel ashamed of myself when I get jealous, when I get protective, when I get concerned. Perhaps I am over reacting, but it does seem like good reason to worry. In a million ways, I feel disrespected, and taken for granted. For the simple fact that he didn’t even ask if it would offend. It was a statement. Not a suggestion, not a request. Nothing remotely resembling ‘asking’. It was a statement. But fine, I’m just overreacting, like I do most of the time. It’s not like you’re mine, exclusively. 

 

I am daring
I am expressive
I am confident

I will restrain
I will release
I will repossess myself

I have faith
I have trust
I have purpose

I have You. Thank you for blessing me, again.  

Life goes on.

So, the first week of school was somethin’. 7-hour breaks and night class on Mondays, No school on Tuesdays, Major Lessons on Wednesdays, Theory lectures on Thursdays, and lovely easy Fridays. I have a feeling Year 2 Term 1 is gonna be an eventful one. 

It feels good to be in sculpture. I know it’s what I’ve always wanted, and I may not be the best, but I sure have the most fun making things =] Bringing ideas to life always appealed more to me than the scamming the eye with the 3D-2D experience that comes with painting. Why restrict something to a wall when people can embrace something from all sides? It gives people something to talk about, when there’s more than one way to look at things. 

Think differently? Do comment =] (but keep it nice)

Just Go On.

Today was an absolute bombdeeshoppingday with Jie @ Orchard. But I was buying useful things so its okay =] (hint: useful is defined as ‘things I would definitely use’ haha not things I need)

Then, I magically appeared at Osage tonight for the show Found & Lost ’cause I was meeting family/friends for dinner at timbre3. I bumped into some teachers there and they asked me to go in to see. But hey, it was really cool. My favourite one is Ian Woo’s graphite drawings on huuuuuge paper. The fastfast parts, the s qu i g gl y parts and the llllloooooooonnnnnnnggggg lines. Veh cool. Everyone needs to go and see it. It’s free! 

It’s got plenty of things that many people I know will like, like:  

MIMI:There was one about Mount Fuji! Video Installation + Drawings =] Very cute! 
BRYAN: Beautiful photos of disassembled-assembled furniture, sorta. Veh confusing. You must go to see what I mean.
DZAKI: Plenty of straight lines and white and black and metal ;;
RINA: There’s one with a biiiiig mirror =P Haha, joking. It’s just cool overall I think you’ll like it.  

 

And now, I feel like painting =O

Days like these.

Days like these, when I feel more alone than ever. 

No, not lonely. Alone. 

3 days to assessment. Still too many things undone.

Wearing Down.

There’s something wrong with my 2D painting. There’s something wrong with my jaw. There’s something wrong with my Anatomy painting’s background. There’s something wrong with my big toe on my right foot. There’s something wrong with me. 

Maybe it’s just stress. But oh well. I feel abnormally relaxed, now that Fucknical Drawing is over and done with, and digital art’s out of the way. 

Sigh. I wish painting was a little bit easier. And faster. And came with ice-cream. 

 

Oh, gee. Looky there — It does!