I have 2 favourite kinds of holidays.
One is where I jump out of bed every morning and get out and just keep walking on and on from one place to another, and crash when I come back at night (and repeat). This is why my trip to Japan last year is still one of my favouritest holidays to date. The other kind is where I just sit down in peace in front of the laptop, with a notebook etc and do whatever I want to do for hours on end.
I’m currently having the latter. I cannot describe in words, the sheer bliss of having a whole uninterrupted day in front of the computer. (I’m such a nerd…) I was looking at some of my old folders which was a treasure trove of nostalgia, with some hidden gems. Looking back at how much time and dedication I put into my online life, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised at how bad I am at making real-life friends now. T_T
There is one thing that is disturbing my peace of mind slightly… I found out that one of my JC schoolmates, who was my guitar club conductor, is on the AirAsia flight that went missing this morning. So here is praying that the flight managed to land, and all passengers are safe.
From a longgg time ago (these used to be among my favourite drawings, and I still like them even now):
I have actually been drawing some new things recently… just have not scanned them yet! *defensive*
I am quite determined to have at least ONE post in 2013, so here it is:
The top doodle is about my love of doing laundry. I mean, it is still a chore, but whenever I am travelling overseas, nothing quite beats the domestic joy of having freshly-laundered clothes that I washed myself. There is just a strange sense of satisfaction that comes with it. Also, I love the smell of freshly-laundered clothes. Also, I like the word “freshly-laundered”.
I also like the idea of this gangster biker chick with big lips and her whole attitude is just, whatever. I could imagine her smoking and flicking the ashes on any passerby with a douche-y face she doesn’t like. That’s who I want to be in my next life (the chick, not the passerby with douche-y face).
I need to start doodling again! Not the easiest thing with a full time job that tends to consume your whole life. :-/
From earlier this year:
I had a dream one day about travellators. I don’t remember much except that it was like a video game setting and I had to get someplace/complete something and it involved going on a mega-cool travellator that was super fast and I had to jump on and my shoes had an awesome spark-thingy and I had to lean forward in the direction I was going. I didn’t know/don’t remember what I was doing exactly but the part about going on the travellator kept recurring. So when I woke up I had to draw this girl in the sneakers and the dress that I remembered from the dream.
I wish I remember more of my dreams and in greater detail.
From 2011 I think?
Fish are some of my favourite animals… and the funnier-looking, the better. I probably started doodling this lonely Freak Fish after watching a TV program about the “Chinese fish” invasion in the US… (the real name of the fish is the snakehead). It is a fish with some ferocious fangs, that attacks humans, and can actually survive and crawl/wriggle out of water at least for a while. I even entertained the thought of having one as a pet, because (1) it can attack humans, and (2) I can walk it on a leash. 8-) Alas, so far no one has considered my idea as even remotely feasible.
Mr. Freak Fish however is not violent at all. He just has some scary-looking teeth but is gentle and a vegetarian. Think Edward Scissorhands, as a fish.
From late 2011 (something not-so-old!):
Doodled when I first decided to join Tamie on her Euro trip, and when I had the brilliant idea of visiting London as well. I don’t think there are that many cobbled walkways in London anymore, or much of Western Europe, but somehow this is the image that sticks in my head of walking through European streets.
I was cleaning out my law school notes yesterday night (only somewhat successfully..) and I realised what I have been missing the past 1-2 years: my compulsive habit of doodling! Why is it that I can’t get rid of ANY bad habits (biting fingernails, poking pimples) but I didn’t even notice losing this habit that actually is perfectly fine??
I don’t remember where this particular set of notes came from but I *think* it is from the Singapore Legal System module (on constitutionalism).
I like doodling hands and I like this particular pair. From Contract Law notes.
My favourite doodling subjects (besides fat animals (??)). For a long time I’ve wanted to draw out their story in a picture book form but drawing people is difficult. T_T After I doodled this I thought – hey, this would be a nice simple cartoony style for a picture book. But I think I would get rid of the mini eyelashes on Ted since cartoon men can’t seem to have any lashes without looking a little tranny.
I was supposed to finish cleaning out my notes this morning, but I woke up late.. I dreamt that there was a train station leading straight to Venice, but somehow the station my friend and I were headed to was an S-bahn station (with the green sign and all), except that the ‘S’ stood for Siegel, which is a canal in Amsterdam @_@. The result of speeding through Western Europe in a month.