gluttony

Illustration Friday: Cake
susius and his gluttonous joy.

this is a bit of a twisted approach to this week's theme, cake, as usual.

when the world was still filled with...

i feel old when i can't believe in UFOs or the bigfoot anymore. when i see some amazing and fantastic articles or photographs, like the recent one about flying car found on Google map, i find myself enjoying it but not believing and being absolutely sure that there would be a perfectly scientific explanation of some kind, like optical illusion or a hoax.

thank god it's not completely hopeless yet. i can still draw worlds full of great and horrible monsters and beasts. it needs a bit of training, but after a while, i can completely detach myself from reality and get absorbed in the fantasy world. well, i still don't believe it, i don't think it's ever possible anymore unless i loose my sanity, but it's, well, quite fantastic. what's really interesting and exciting is that if you put enough efforts and thoughts in it, it starts breathing on its own, takes on its own life. all i have to do is observing and recording their lives, evolutions, and disasters they cause and go thru.

memories

where is your little rider?
Brooklyn, NY

the brothers were sad

Illustration Friday: Sorry
the brothers were always fighting each other, until one day they realized that all of their friends left them and their mother tree died. they were sad but there was nothing they could do.

the orphans are angels

Illustration Friday: angels and devils
fine felt pen drawing on paper, scanned and mixed with photographs. updated version of an earlier posting. it doesn't show any devil, but at least the idea behind this drawing parallels the week's theme, i hope. :-)

Terro drops the apple

big trouble, Terro drops the most precious apple.

long time ago, when my younger brother and i were very young, my brother cooked this precious ramen, Japanese noodle soup, for me and himself. i was waiting at the table and he was very happy cooking and all that, until he spilled his bowl with fully cooked and ready noodles on the floor right in front of me. i still see it. i still feel sad.

* it's supposed to be Terro, but for some reason drew Cael. or did i draw Cael and called him Terro?

memories

Coney Island, Brooklyn, NY

Wicked Little Town

in one evening, in an empty studio at SVA

cherry blossom

cherry trees have been beautiful. here is another season's blossom. at Sakura Cafe in Brooklyn, they serve sake with cherry flower.