Either I’m funny or the world’s funny, I don’t know which. The bottle and lid don’t fit. It could be the bottle’s fault or the lid’s fault. In either case, there’s no denying that the fit is bad.
This quote from 1Q84 by Murakami took me by heart right after I read it. As a person, most of the times I feel separated from ‘normal’ people. But hey.. what is normal. Everybody is different. Normal is just a word to call something that are adopted by most. But still sometimes it bother me that people judge a person just because he/she is (a little) different. Take an example: I don’t want to have kids (yet..or ever). I swear to you every time this subject appears in a discussion there will be people being upset at my decision. I need a place where there’s no judgment and I can be myself.
Apparently moving brushes against canvas or paper has some kind of therapeutic effect on me. It relaxes me. I could be irrationally cruel/happy/sad/lonely/crazy in my painting. It really feels liberating.
Below are some paintings that I made since last year. I started with cotton canvas, and now moving on to paper. I find working with paper is easier as it has really smooth surface so I can move the brushes in finer movement. But on the side, canvas gives different structure on the painting, which I really like. I think for now I will stick on paper.
I hope you like the paintings as much as I do. I’m still trying to find out how to use variety of surfaces and medium to be used on my painting. Maybe someday it can be the center of my life. Who knows, right?