Another artwork entry for this month, before Ramadhan. While I'm paying my attention in writing a short story, I did slipped a bit. Sketch here and there but the artistic feeling was not absorbed into me after few months in hiatus (neh~). I just barely did five sketches and unexpectedly went under some influences. I can be pretty unbalanced, sometimes.
This time, I really mean the 'artisan' word; I produced my work in limited quantities. Let's proceed
|The first complete sketch, my late grandpa. |
Sometimes, I really missed him. He made my
childhood memories worth to remember.
|The second attempt, drawing my friend's face.|
The last time I saw her was in 2002. It's been
13 years now, it's pretty difficult for me to imagine
her face perfectly.
|The first attempt, trying to sketch my friend's|
face. For no reason, I used too much 8B and
went under pressure (headache). Something
was not right about her face, I think.
|My beloved Sing Yeh. I really liked him no matter what|
kind of face he's trying to pull in. Maybe this is not
very similar with him but I still named this as
Sing Yeh, the nickname for Stephen Chow.
|The last one, my parent. Again, I'm using 8B too much. Not |
so easy to sketch my dad because to draw someone with
a similar face like me is quite a headache.
Getting sloppy, I'm in nightmare.