When your day starts, as the exact moment hits 12:00am sharp, live the day. feel the every moment as an artist.
look into the mirror, and convince yourself, that you are an artist.
you are the soldier. the poet. the philosopher.the missionary. the One that the force have nominated.
the fortunate one(or the unfortunate one) to live through life and manifest the ugly and beautiful, the painful and the joyous, of life.
but don't live too long, and forgetting your task of completing the 40 pieces.
plan your daily schedule. how much time for you to live life. and how much time for you to 'express' of the life.
if you think about it, 40 pieces is not even enough to express all the theories you have of life.
and the final hours of the day, you should allocate time for blogging. the conclusion of combining your work and the experience you just had of the day.
2 years ago, when i was in browsing through a cool comic store in Brussels, i found this book.
just by looking at the brush strokes, it gave me an itch to hold a brush immediately.
but too bad it was in french. i couldn't buy it.
was tempted too, the drawings was good enough for me to succumb to it.
but no, i just flipped through the pages and hoping to have a photographic memory of the strokes. (i always do this when i was a kid in bookstores, when i couldn't afford to buy anything)
the framing and panels affected my style executed on I See So Many Butterflies.
a year later, i found this book in my local bookstore, translated!
i bought it so fast from the bookstore, as though i just stole it and ran.
of course, like all good stuff, i like to anticipate and wait to read it.
now, finally. after 2 years, i'm gonna read it now.
why?
because i'm so scared to ink the first 2 pages that i just finished penciling yesterday.
as you can see, www.30dayartist.com has gone through some add-ons.
the sexy Ustream.tv is a God given technology. amazing. now, audience can witness what the 30dayartist actually is doing.
(like now.)
as i was saying, this month is gonna be crazy-pack for me.
i could have choose not to do it this year, but i just miss the brush and ink too much. i miss illustrating the beardy guy. i'm excited to know what's gonna happen to him.
as usual, i won't plan what to illustrate or how the progress-structure of the story. i'll let the story create itself. 30dayartist style.
this month, is gonna be exciting. so much have happen in my artist life this year.
the big stork running in the top playing with the beak her music with the head dancing in the floor livinng in the top stoop stoop stoop with the stony stool what live playing poolwith the stork in the floor!! the clever stork knows how stow the stoop with the "stompwalk" you can stop the storm and you can stoke the stock !!! and you can find the world...
Summer time is coming like a child like a cat in the sand like a bird in the water I can feel new time full of energy full of sings the colors are arround the blue and the withe, yellow and pink my love is in red, my soul is in green summer time!!!!!
More pictures of the band in concert, these are in a church, special church only for music and theatre... the space and the sound was very special cold and dark and wonder and the same time ...melodic organic old and modern for go lost inside in
This "event" was in winter, last winter, and the music is mix with the inuit music
electroacoustic ... the band has a mix of clasical music, jazz, experimental, contemporany ...etc the church is so beautiful inside has special weather, special smell, so cold sometimes, the acoustic is amazing!! kiss Eva
Hello!! I have problems with my computer...so I cant go with my stuff in 30daysartist, I think on monday "her" will be ok!!
I m working in my paintings for 30 daysartist !! and I wont tu put an image of me playing saxofon and the music group link ..so you can listen what type of music we play .....
The moment two bubbles are united, they both vanish. A lotus blooms. Murakami, Kijo. (1865-1938). Night, and the moon! My neighbor, playing on his flute - out of tune! Kojo
I want to sleep Swat the flies Softly, please. shiky masaoka (1867-1902). they've gone... where the beach umbrella was the sand not quite so hot
Then the Haikus ... I say good bye,
I went to the beachwith my computer in off, with out work, yesterday ..was so beautiful ...SO CALM... new energy
and I was with my special project (we made some activities in common and one alone) this project for me was an exhibition "Woman attack of 150 cmt or more...."
every big paintings children of the women attacks!!! :-) with dance event of "la Vike" and music
the mahogany child has the most beautiful eyes ...I never saw something like that, deep, honey, black, strange, the intelligence in the innocence... pure light pure glow......the tropic is not a topic !! can you see the yolk of the world??
If anyone has ever heard of them; KL Troopers. Do let us know.
We are trying our very best to recover the old files and post that has been deleted by them.
Our server apparently has done some backup. But the last backup date was 23rd May 2009.
That means Rebecca Finch's last 7 days and Eva's first few post are gone. No ways of recovering them back.
Their efforts and comments from the readers are gone.
I don't understand why anyone would want to destroy our blog. Destroying the artist dream.
Artist don't harm anyone.
We are a non-profit organization.
We only support and encourage people to rediscover themselves by pursuing art.
I'm really-really sadden by this and feeling very sorry for Becky and Eva.
Especially to Becky who has put in alot of good effort during her run.
Her last post really inspired me.
And now they are gone.
I only can pray that she doesn't feel too sad for too long, and that the person who is responsible for destroying this site have a little sense of guilt of their actions;
destroying artist's effort.
why spread hate and anger when you can spread love to make a difference to the world?
With this,
I sincerely with my head down, apologize to Becky again.
I wish I've done a better job of protecting your efforts and works.
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