a new hope

A particular kind of suffering was coming to an end: the suffering of hopelessness and defeat. People now believed, if not for themselves then for the future, in victory. The belief was often strongest where the conditions were worst. Everyone who was exploited or downtrodden and who had the strength left to ask about the purpose of his miserable life was able to hear in answer the echo of declarations like that of Lucheni, the Italian anarchist who stabbed the Empress of Austria in 1989: 'The hour is not far distant when a new sun will shine upon all men alike'; or like that of Kalyaev in 1905 who, on being sentenced to death for the assassination of the Governor-General of Moscow, told the court 'to learn to look the advancing revolution straight in the eye'.

An end was in sight. The limitless, which until now had always reminded men of the unattainability of their hopes, became suddenly an encouragement. The world became a starting point. - on cubism, John Berger

brush pens, Bodoni

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why am i obsessed with this doll? i don't know. it's a nice, interesting, and easy object to paint.

so here is another version. looks a bit old.

loving the new scanner, Epson V700. colors come out so much better than my old HP scanner (which looks cool but the problem was that it was for office use, so the color were bad). and the images are so sharp. it basically captures every little details. now i don't have to use school scanner.

acrylic paint, brush markers