I used a picture of Barbara Palvin, http://www.pinterest.com/pin/384846730628973309/ to make this study.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Monday, December 30, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Sketch-O-Day #16
Hello guys. I have been spending my holidays in our house here in the province. I have been drooling for something to do for days now. Yet for the mean time, I have been utilizing my vacation watching movies, reading "how-to-read-people's-gesture (a random book I found in my sister's school stuff) and unlimited procrastination in the hammock just listening to the music and wondering what to do the next time I have my digital pen on hand. These are lazy things which have been making my day worthy. Being lazy, I should say, at least for me, is healthy for people of crafts and arts. It gives them time to think, reflect and plan out their next step. This will make room for inspiration and motivation.
And in between my resting, I am able to hang out with my nephew. I suppose the best part of the day. But, my little friend here, should not be underestimated. He has made my ideas for "what-to-do" ran out. Plus, I have to answer limitless questions of why and why not!
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Sketch-O-Day #14 A Tough Ride
The bus, bound to my province, would leave in half an hour. It was only one train-ride away. I was assuming the simplicity of the situation. But, the series of events had denied me of it.
First, I had to endure the long wait in the line just to get the train tickets.That was level one difficulty. Second, I had to strengthen myself for a man was desperately shouting that he was robbed and the suspect was running away. My knees was trembling and I was not in any way ready for action. My bag was heavy on my back, not to mention I only had two and a half hours of sleep. I had to fight my nervousness so I cling tightly to my companion. That was level two. Then, level three. It was a wrong move to ride among men! I thought I was lucky to avoid being pushed and hit by aggressive women on the other line. But, then I was wrong. I forgot that in men's section , it was a lot worse. Yes, men don't squeezed each other nor you could see them bumping their bodies with another. The sad part was that men don't need to fight over. They simply had to strengthen and flexed their muscles like creating an armor around themselves to avoid being crushed. That left me, defenseless. I was the weakest being on that section. I was bumping and being squeezed into their tight offense. I would survive though, if only I was a few more distance from the guy who smelled like sweat dried and tendered by the sun. I hold on tightly to my companion. And tried not to breathe. My clothes was wet from the mixture of my own perspiration and who knows who. I tried to bear with it. It was two more station before I reached my destination. By the last station, the train became looser but, I had to stepped out then.
First, I had to endure the long wait in the line just to get the train tickets.That was level one difficulty. Second, I had to strengthen myself for a man was desperately shouting that he was robbed and the suspect was running away. My knees was trembling and I was not in any way ready for action. My bag was heavy on my back, not to mention I only had two and a half hours of sleep. I had to fight my nervousness so I cling tightly to my companion. That was level two. Then, level three. It was a wrong move to ride among men! I thought I was lucky to avoid being pushed and hit by aggressive women on the other line. But, then I was wrong. I forgot that in men's section , it was a lot worse. Yes, men don't squeezed each other nor you could see them bumping their bodies with another. The sad part was that men don't need to fight over. They simply had to strengthen and flexed their muscles like creating an armor around themselves to avoid being crushed. That left me, defenseless. I was the weakest being on that section. I was bumping and being squeezed into their tight offense. I would survive though, if only I was a few more distance from the guy who smelled like sweat dried and tendered by the sun. I hold on tightly to my companion. And tried not to breathe. My clothes was wet from the mixture of my own perspiration and who knows who. I tried to bear with it. It was two more station before I reached my destination. By the last station, the train became looser but, I had to stepped out then.
I raced towards the terminal. I was a minute away before my departure. Level four. I was unfortunately reserved on a bus which happens to be either non-existent or suspended. I failed to confirm. Everything from then on became blurry to my senses. I could have engaged into a heated discussion but I won't and I can't. It was already tough for me. So, I decided to quietly go home and to get a enough sleep. I rescheduled my trip for the next two weeks to come. And I probably will work on with some muscles for the next tough ride on the train!
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| I thank the person who fought beside me XD |
This is one of my most memorable ride on the train because it was literally, a bone-crashing experience. I hope you like my illustration!
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Little Boy in the Swing
I wanted to share to all how special this illustration to me.
I was really challenged in using watercolor as a medium. I had to push myself because I wanted this done. I promised myself that I would do an illustration for the little girl who got accidentally hit with the iron swing on the back of her head!
She randomly ran below me when I was swaying the swing high. I had to instantly jump off the swing on mid-air. I thought I might had cracked her skull or anything. I panicked for a sec. I could clearly recall her tearful agony. I could survive her mother's deep blaming stare but not of those helpless child's look. I was really sorry even I did not mean to.
Wheew! So, there it goes. I had to, definitely, do one illustration for that experience.
Despite that, I had to decided to use a little boy in the illustration because I used a little boy's photo as a reference. I thank my friend for that photo which he took on that day. XD
Here's an image of my painting. I hope you like it! Thanks for visiting again.
I was so much dedicated to this illustration. I did many version of it. I did 2 pencil studies before I got to step on the watercoloring stage. Then, after I finished my painting. I decided to ink one of the sketches I did. XD
Here it is:
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| Little Boy on the Swing, Lines and Ink version. |
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
#13 Sketch-O-Day
Saturday, September 7, 2013
#1 On the Spot: Sketch-O-Day
Hey guys! Here are some of the sketches that I did last week, August 31- September 1, 2013, for the Art Mart at Bonifacio Global Center.
I was very fortunate and privilege to have been invited by my colleagues who are great artists themselves. I never expected that I could make all these sketches. Though I was challenged to work at fast pacing, I did enjoy the whole experience because I got to meet many people and most especially, I learned so much. Well, as an artist I realized that the fulfillment is found only when you share your work and be exposed. So the next event I'll work harder! Unexpected things never stop chasing me, and that's a good sign for me.
I want to promote our group, the Artery. Please visit our page, https://www.facebook.com/artery.ph and meet our team! We have many things to share with you.
Thanks!
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| Meet Moccasin. Believe it or not but my first client was a rabbit! |
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| A sketch of the my friend's professor in college with his family. |
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| Best friends |
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| Cool Couple |
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| Friends. It took me ten minutes to get this sketching.. so they had to remain post for that whole duration. |
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| Someone's girlfriend. A guy who made me drew his 'yaya'.. Who would make their yaya's photo as wallpaper of their ipod? :D |
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| A Husband and Wife celebrating their anniversary. She's in her early trimester but she asked me to make her belly more obvious... |
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| Jillian. The little girl on a stroller. She was very enthusiastic. |
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| A Mother and a Daughter. |
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| The Triplets. The most interesting sketch I did. The babies came riding their strollers that connected from each other-almost like a train. |
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| Happy Moment. |
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| Drawing drawing drawing.. |
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| An intimate couple. |
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