Showing posts with label colourpencils. Show all posts
Showing posts with label colourpencils. Show all posts

Sunday, 7 November 2010

drawings//colouring by 姑姐 and yw

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fish and duck by 姑姐.

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duck and fish by yw.

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duck and chicken by 姑姐.

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goose draft by 姑姐.

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goose by 姑姐.

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happy crab by yw.

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tree when troubled. 5+ am 3rd june 2009.

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virus friends when suspected to have been exposed to H1N1. 25th june 2009.

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fishes for 姑姐 to colour. drawn in the dark while staying over in SGH. 16th oct 2010. colouring completed by 姑姐 at home on 6th nov 2010.

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my auntie drew for me and taught me to draw when i was a kiddo. i remember it was mostly fishes in various forms and often in great detail, based on pictures she saw in magazines or the fish we happened to be eating for dinner that day. i can't find any of those earlier drawings but a few years back i thought to start my aunt drawing again and it became a bit of a back and forth dialogue between us.

she was hospitalised recently. i didn't really know how to make her feel better and was feeling quite down myself but just instinctively brought this sketchbook we've been using along to the hospital when i stayed over with her and drew in the dark when it was impossible to sleep.

Saturday, 31 October 2009

colour pencils in a hotel room // 15th to 18th june 2009.

my eyes are melting and i have been thinking of malacca.

some drawings made with a big old box of colour pencils while staring at the sea//straits//蓝天白云微浪 earlier this year...

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i'll be off travelling again very soon in december and then january for work and work, these two trips suddenly came in just as i was wondering not long ago if i'd ever get to travel for work.

"want come, don't come. one come, all come."

(some vague saying i remember from my childhood about waiting for buses. )

there's definitely someone listening in to all my thoughts.