Three Art Pieces
What do you do when you've lost your muse?
Title: Ouran Kiriban (yeah, ain't it just creative?)
Wuh?: Request piece done for Vamp-Kitty who hit my DA 16464 kiriban. Ouran High School Host Club's Shadow King, Ohtori or Ootori, however one spells it Kyouya, relaxing behind his desk, gleaming glasses and all. Top shelf items are from Episode 24 where he first met Tamaki, and the bottom shelf were filled with plot bunnies no pun intended...srsly. Nekozawa's Beezlenef, Honey's Bunny and the All-Purpose Banana.
Title: The Life of Daydreams
Wuh?: This was done for a Schwan Stabilo exhibition, held in the underpass between Wisma Atria and Ngee Ann City til end Nov 2006. Singaporeans, go have a look! Non-Singaporeans, it's on my DA account, just click on the image below. ;)
I won't bore you with a 3K word rationale, but this piece was done purely when I was half-awake, half asleep or had just completed a session of daydreaming. Not when I was 'in the mood', 'feeling particularly creative' or even wide awake. I just drew what was in my head at any one time. Sometimes ideas come when one is not racking her brains.
Markers on white board.
Title: Jem Halloween
Wuh?: Halloween's long past, and I still haven't finished this piece. Supposedly done for the workplace, it's now laying in my mac waiting to be finished.
Jem©me, I made her along with 3 others. XD
Recently been feeling like my muse has died, I have been drawing these half-assed personal pieces of work (Hellsing, American Gods and my Anime Tarot series) and abandoned them, half-inked, on my desk. Halfway through inking my mood abruptly shifted down to hell and I stopped before I actually ruin my own artwork. I miss my muses.
How do you find your muses back? Apparently 4 cups of coffee doesn't work. I need LJ divine intervention.
Do you remember when you were 15?
And the kids at school called you a fool cos you took the chance to dream
In the time that’s past and the one thing that lasts
Is that same old song that we played along and made my daddy cry
I miss those days and I miss those ways
When I got lost in fantasies
In a cartoon land of mysteries
In a place you won’t grow old in a place you wont feel cold and I’ll sing
"Innocent Eyes" by Delta Goodrem