Chun Eun Sil

I am going to move on, trying to do what I can do right now.

Flipping over the illustrator blogs and websites that I have collected, it reminds me Amy's advice. "Don't simply say that it look nice, it looks beautiful. Look at how people execute it. Analyse them."

So, today, I would like to start with Chun Eun Sil.

Well, Chun Eun Sil is a Korean artist. My impression, for so long, Korean illustrators are really good. I don't know why. Is it because they are better in the sense of beauty? I suppose that they have a good colour sense.

She is a pro in using soft colour. Her illustrations are always cosy, with simple line but rich. Not only the colour, but the whole composition, for instance, the colour space and the white space.

The balancing between both will sooth our eyes. When the colours are rich and bright, white space plays an important role to keep us relax. Everything is going smooth and natural.

You won't feel that her works are purposely done. It is as natural as breathing. I should say, Chun Eun Sil, the air with the balancing of liveliness and calmness, her way of being poetic grace.

A bit more on her illustration:
http://blog.krisatomic.com/?p=364


Today, I would like to introduce Yanni. This is my favourite song of him. I have started to admire him because of this song, Nightingale. I think it suits Chun Eun Sil's works. At the first glance, you will feel the softness, but it is just a beginning. The longer you look into it, you will notice how lively are her artworks, like this piece of music.

Still that phrase.

Poetic grace

幸运与不幸

今天早上，熬夜赶策划案，看离上课还有些时间，就稍微闭目养神。岂知竟睡了下去，起来时，上课迟了，心也急了。

一路奔到交通灯，好不容易等到了绿灯，过马路时，一股力量往左边来，把我给撞了。那是一辆德士。瞧我被撞，司机也急了，下车问我的伤势。我当时脑袋宛如浆糊，全身酸痛。抬头一看，他伸手把我的眼镜递了过来，白色的镜框在那只黑手中十分刺眼。再看看交通灯，行人的标记，闪着催促的亮绿，心里倒是有些怨念。

接过眼镜，在行人的搀扶下，站起来，看自己似乎没见红，倒是记挂着上课迟到，对他说：“抱歉，我赶着上课。”，拾起两三掉落的书本， 便一拐一拐地走了。

发觉有人叫着我，回头看，是个点头之交。竟没发觉他是刚才的行人，他担心我，看我走得吃力、拿得辛苦，想帮我。我也不好耽误人家的时间，看自己还行，婉拒了他的好意。

刚开始，我也许有些小愤怒，觉得自己好端端的，走啥霉运，但，更多的是，我不得不感谢自己的好运气。真的，我很庆幸，我没受伤流血，只是这阵子得受点皮肉痛。值得高兴的是，我的电脑毫无损伤，我还能做事写功课。我更感受到外来的温暖，多少人爱看热闹而吝于给予援助，而我却收到了他人的关心。我很高兴自己没有破口大骂，毕竟司机的歉意，我也收到了。或许我该感谢他没有踩油门，撞后逃。这次的一场虚惊，我却获得更多。

你说，我是不幸还是幸运呢？

One line drawing

Another new try. Combine one line drawing and roundness. 

Inside the game centre, someone is playing basketball.

Practice with Tom Ford photo.

These were all last semester sketches practice.

AFCC sketch participation

I have never been that nervous and excited before. I am participating Asian Festival of Children Content. Well, I found many nice artworks in the contest and I have a deeper understanding that there are more talented people in the world. Amy is right. We should put our scoop bigger.

After all, it is a good experience to me. The most important thing is I like it. I enjoy putting everything in my mind to work together. Though it may not look good to others. ^^

Sketches Sharing

I went to My Hair House to have my hairdo, precisely straighten my hair. 

Doodling while waiting my hair to be done. 

The first sketch in my new sketchbook. Wondering what kind of hair styles will I have.
I quite like this book. I got it in Thailand. It was a nice trip, worth a thumb, I should say. Maybe post it next time.

Feel like this when the hairdresser put the chemical onto my hair.

"Help, help~ Alien."

"Nah...your wig is ready Ma'am. Please don't kill me... baaa~" haha



The first day of class.
My classmates were going to have lunch in Sushi Zamai. Well, I would like to have nice meal with them, but Sushi Zamai lifted my guiltiness. My mother only have bread for lunch almost everyday, and yet, I, as her daughter, I will have a great meal with my friends? Well, this is not working on me.

At the end, Yvonne invited me to go with her, to meet Angel basically. Well, if only I know the meal does cost...
guilt~

Okay, maybe this time. After all, it is nice to have a date with my friends.

Another couple of days' doodle.
The cat next door:

The violinist Akiko Ono:

Art Jam @the park (pet session)

Oh well, these sketches were done during Art Jam few months ago. We had pets life-sketching session 

and it is awesome, though I could only stay for a very little time. 

"Siew Hong, where is your Rocky? I want to draw it." (laugh)XD p/s: Rocky is his pet... actually it is just a rock. Quite like this idea. I guess he must be joking though. Maybe I should get a stone pet too. Too lazy to feed and clean the pet.

A look on some illustrators' blogs

貓。果然如是

Found this blog today. I am not sure how to call her, perhaps Cat? since her profile name is "cat" in Chinese. Kind of like the way she wrote her blog. You can feel the warmth, the pure and simple in her words. Her illustration is more about the food, haha~it is kind of hard to draw food, I mean, in the sense of bringing out the tempting feeling, it is hard.


Pikaland

Another blog that I always read is written by Amy. She is my lecturer, last semester's lecturer precisely. She is a lovely young lady, the most motivated and warm-hearted lecturer that I have ever have.

As we grow up, we are actually getting more and more timid than we thought. We border ourselves by rules and regulation, reality, the fear on the unknown, etc. We are too comfortable to explore, to learn and to innovate. It is so called safety zone. I know, I am but I am changing (though I am still not pushing myself so hard).

I remember the days when I have been critiqued too much until I lost trust on myself and my artworks. The seed of fear grows, twine inside me. I doubt my talent, doubt my choice, getting worried that I will starve to death (loll). Worried is helpless.

It is a gift that I met her.

Our first met was actually in a talk in my college. Her slideshow did impress me a lot. Simple, direct, easy to digest and the comfort of reading mede her talk and sharing so different from others. Her sharing encouraged me to think some questions that I have never thought of. It is nice to have a little chat with her, though I kept asking stupid questions, she was still patiently listening to my words.

She is the one that I like the most among all the speakers in the talk. I could,'t believe my eyes when I found that she was my lecturer for the whole semester.  

I like to attend her class. It was like a recharge of the motivation and enthusiasm level for the entire week. She always tried her best to push me in think differently. I have never been so motivated to do assignments.

I won't forget how helpful she is in the class. May the god bless her, give this kind lady the happiness in her entire life. I shall never forget that as I get the light and warmth from her, I should give it to everyone in my life.