i'll slowly accept the fact that i need to be a superman and have a heart so big.

random sketch, fooling around with mccoys monkey.

this probably wont be of interest to the mass majority, but if you happen to be that 1% here who likes this movement as much as i do, you might want to spend some time looking at the video. 

perlman and zukerman are my favourites. i grew up listening to perlman play bach.

and many years later, they played the same piece again. perlman is always interesting to watch.




i always feel lonely when it comes to music. i wish there's someone who can learn this with me for the fun of it.

the color turned out a bit weird

they said pets look like their owners.he's ugly, so i gave him batman boots. batman and robin are the worst fashion nightmare.

this is supposed to be a bulldog, but it looks half schnauzer because of the eyebrows and the color. this has to be a near impossible cross-breed because i dont think any handsome looking schnauzer would take a liking for a bulldog. anyway this dog loves to eat cookies, and is often seen sneaking outside granny's house. 

it's only 10 plus on a random sunday morning and i've already had my breakfast, been to and back from the airport. i wonder if i'd brought my passport along with me awhile ago, would i be on the plane right now with my mom instead of my hobbit hole typing this self report using pretty fascinating technology. that would have been interesting, exactly my idea of fun. but im unsure if i still have that sort of spontaneity in my blood or the irrationality i lack to disappear from my commitments. im sulking that half of my world is gone now. this must be a conspiracy. and for their sake, i shall not go into details as to how cruel they are to have left me behind for so long. 

i didnt think i could finish this within two hours, but i did! this is granny version 1, but poor she only has got 3 sets of clothes to wear because my swatches are kind of limited. i like the leopard one. lol.

cookie?

maybe i should show a little bit of underwear, or it'll be way too sick

was thinking along war and canon balls but it ended up so cheeky, or you COULD have read it as exploration of a bigger world or gaining a new vision etc.. but cheekiness always win like how SEX sells. next time i shall do an adultery series and have a good laugh over it.

it's really hard keeping to one style. this became what it is now though i was trying to expand on the fastfood collection. ah well, this is definitely easier to market. 

i have too many ideas.

welcome to granny's kitchen, where cookie is born. i must say it's really fun creating this. i probably still need to add in a lot more to make it look more cluttered.

for a reason or two, i need to bake a cookie. but i seriously feel like discarding this first rack and smashing them into bits because they look so irritating to me. but then when i look at them again, those pairs of eyes stare back at me and they kind of say, "how can you do that to us?" that irritates me even further. now i feel like squishing and throwing them at the wall.

the first three's to test the versatility of the character. and the last two, basically just to play around with the shape. im thinking, it looks too much like your average cartoons that it lacks character, or you can say the x-factor. oh yes, corny is probably the right word. somehow i dont think it's good enough to serve as a mascot. i dont know, i've definitely came up with something not my usual style. i need comments and ideas from you guys so that i can morph it into something like-able! because one day you guys will see it around a lot 

to me personally, the hardest feeling to deal with is probably disappointment. and i am aware that i have such high expectations of people that the communicated ones become other's stressors while the non-communicated ones add up to my own feeling of disappointment. i cant decide which is better or which is worse. maybe i dont even have to come up with a conclusion. who knows, perhaps the best way to address a feeling you cant handle is to not harp on about it all.

the stupid bus driver jammed-brake at the traffic junction and i flew 1 and a half metres from where i was standing, and fell on my butt. and the poor guy who was standing beside me was squashed (by me) and one of his slipper flew off. everything happened in split seconds. it so happened that everyone else were sitting down except for us two that flew. it was definitely embarrassing when everybody had to let out a sound of exclamation as they witnessed how everything happened. luckily i was in shorts.

i've a lot more. good ones. but my flickr wont last me till the end of month at such a rate.

you can otherwise say that children make very interesting story books as they share snippets of information about their families etc, and in one way or another exposed us to odd situations just so you could look at human behavior in a different light. some families send their 4 years old kids to me for violin (whatever for seriously), yet those who really need help could not even afford tuition. my new boy bugs me every lesson, 'can you come again tomorrow? i want you to teach me everyday.' but i simply know that his parents could not afford the fees though his results are mediocre. im heartened to know that at least his attitude towards studying changed for the better because of me (or not). it's the attitude that matters, and for that, im willing to do some "charity work" whenever i have the luxury of time.

i believe that life is fair and innocent, it becomes what you makes it to be. 

there're a few more on my flickr. 

anyway today the bus broke down because the doors wouldnt be able to close when it rains, and it did rain. and jiexin was speaking in an irritatingly funny chinese accent the whole time at dinner; that made flo laugh so hard that she banged her head against the wooden planks. they talked about period, and the explicit so loudly at the restaurant that i wished that they weren't my friends. =P