EXAMS! They were over with slower than they arrived

hello all,
I have to apologize for disappearing and not posting..I've not died yet; I was out of my mind busy with exams! I had my entry exam for graphic design on tuesday and with good news too (i'm so happy). But here, the above drawing was a pictorial presentation of who i am, how i am without being literal. Take note of the style used and color placement ;)


This one here was the 2nd assignment I had to prepare for the entry exam too and it's my interpretation of a tree. My idea of a tree ( again not in the literal sense) after doing a little literature research. The dutch phrase translates to " absorbed by wrath?" My interpretation of the idea of a tree from a poem by William Blake:

A Poison Tree by William Blake

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Til it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

XxX

The Making Of A Gentleman

1. On giving up the seat. Gentleman give up their seat to the elder and young children... not to the good looking lady, just because she's good looking (otherwise, you might as well never sit. Giving up the seat every time and for everyone doesn't make you a gentleman, it just makes you the guy with sore feet.)

2. On looking at women. A real gentleman doesn't look back after she passes. Look and learn to work your peripheral... but once she's out of your peripheral, let thoughts of her be out your mind.

3. On gossip. End it where it begins... if someone starts going down that path, interrupt and ask if what they are going to say will benefit either themselves, the person they are talking about, or yourself... if they say no, ask them what's the point.

4. On the quality of life. Gentlemen do not impose themselves on others, this means their music remains moderate, their boxers stay hidden, their hygiene unoffensive, and language appropriate

5. On greeting women. Now this is a tough one that I've been trying to master myself. Gentlemen should not be the first to approach a woman or even greet them. A woman should say hello first then he proceeds. On approaching a woman, the chap should only do so if she gives him an opening (i.e. a smile, eye contact).

6. On the shoes. Shoes must always be polished. Make sure those slanted heels are replaced and taps are added to them. Nothing kills a look more than a sharp dressed man with dirty or worn shoes.

7. On living life. A gentleman has an appreciation for life, he lives it fully understanding that everyday he has the opportunity to improve the world around him. He lives life with passion without caring to be a role model, but living consciously by example.

8. On penmanship. Learn to write and I don't mean just print.

9. On too much. Never be excessive - it's vulgar.

10. Understand elegance. Elegance is an attitude, It's about how you live both in the public eye and in the privacy of your home. Money doesn't buy elegance, it can only purchase items.

11. On making a person smile. This is one of the hidden gems of a gentleman. this is where the gent need not say a word, but simply senses the right time and acts on it without any motives other than simply nurturing or creating a smile. When that lady walks by and looks - smile and simply acknowledge her glance without a word or skipping a step... watch her light up. Even that chap you see who you know took time to present himself to the world...Acknowledge it with a simple nod of the head without skipping a beat. The 'little' things are never little.

12. On SMS. For starters, let's understand one thing - SMS stands for short message service. So, no conversations via text messages! Conversations should be had in person, CAPS somehow just don't express emotions as they should be expressed.

The making of a Lady

ON BEING A LADY.

1. On tights / leggings.
In a time where tights/ leggings have become as popular if not more popular than dresses and skirts. No lady should wear tights/leggings without some sort of shirt covering their backside in public. No one should be able to see your pantie line, and wearing no undergarment with the tights/leggings certainly doesn't make it any more acceptable. (the appropriate thing to wear over them are shorts, a skirt, a long shirt / T-shirt).

2. On being approached
A lady does not stop to talk to a gentleman who honks his car horn at her - even if she knows him.

3. On public arguments.
A lady should never engage in public shouting. Learn to differ the disagreement to another time and to a private setting. A lady does not use vulgar language in public and tries to not even use vulgar language in private.

4. On voice volume.
A woman's voice (is more often than not) higher pitched than that of a man. Let us be frank, high pitched voices are quicker to unnerve and annoy. Case in point - if a woman is arguing with a man and his voice should venture into the land of high pitch... rest assured, she will not like it, she may even let him know (I would never advise this unless you really want to challenge his manhood). The point is, beware of the high pith... refrain from increasing the volume if it's not necessary.

5. On Philanthropy.
A lady makes time to help others. No I do not believe that every woman should pretend to be a Mother Theresa, however, every lady should experience the joy of "giving back" simply because she understands the importance of sharing of herself and realizes the power she possess to heal the world. Volunteering, donating - some of the simple things that have long lasting effects.

6. On self care.
This is not about excesses, plastic surgery, vanity, this is about self respect. A lady does not look at herself every time she passes a mirror (or store window) in the street, she looks at herself once before she leaves her house and make sure she's leaving home correctly. This is about not having lipstick on your teeth, not having your nail polish looking like you put a nail file to them after having polished them, this is about fixing your slip, fixing your bra (so you don't have to do it in the street), and I'm sure you ladies can think of a few more things that OF COURSE you don't do.

7. On being socially savvy.
A lady understands that this is an art. She learns to deal with people and doesn't say "I don't get along with other women". A socially savvy lady also understands that she can get more out of a person and situation by using these skills than by being limited to always having to use sex to get what she wants. Being socially savvy is learning the art of conversation, being well rounded, well spoken.

8. Power of quotes.
A lady takes the time to learn a few quotes... this is not to simply regurgitate what they've heard or read, but because they understand the power of wisdom. Life lessons are what helps a woman blossom into a lady, life lessons are not limited to only your experiences, but are also found in the experiences of those before. "One is not born a woman, but rather becomes one." Simone de Beauvoir ... imagine if this applies to a woman, imagine about a lady!

9. On dressing.
A true lady coordinate her wardrobe according to her body type and her skin tones, she understands the art of dressing appropriately. This one may seem simple, but if you look around you as you go about your daily routine, you'll realize that it's not that simple. The media has infiltrated the homes and mindset of the masses. Because it's "cool" we want it, regardless to if it works for/with us or not. Everyone can have a style... but every style is not for every one. Short ladies rarely look good with long boots... Big girls and minis don't mix..... Pink doesn't always work if you're complexion is extremely pale ... blue/green contacts on black women can be a little odd ... large women and spandex, WHOA!. The point is no one is perfect... the point is to find what best works for you, compliment what you have, but be honest with yourself...always.

10. When Sitting.
Keep your knees together when sitting; cross your legs at the ankle. Even if you're wearing jeans, be mindful of your legs. There is never any excuse for a lady to sit with her legs open...NEVER!

11. On posture.
Shoulders back and relaxed, chin up, back straight.

12. The walk.
Elegant, proud.
*Note
Walking in heels is somewhat of an art. It's not about putting your feet in heels and walking. It's about mastering the heels - this does take practice. Ladies, while some who wear heels think "they're killing it" know you're killing the heels, and nothing looks worse than a woman struggling in heels.

13. On finishing touches.
This is one of those things that are often forgotten. A lady knows the power of the little things, from the right smell, to the right accessories.

14. On dignity.
Dignity is having great respect for oneself. Dignity is intimately related to grace.

15. On courtship.
A Lady understands that courtship is a game. She engages in it, knowing full well that it's a game of 2 players and that she also must do her part to ensure that the game develops. She knows that eye contact, a smile, are simple things that enable the game to continue. She ultimately decides if the game shall be played.

HOW TO SNAG A HIPSTER IN 5 EASY STEPS

***credit goes to brilliant INVEN.TORY***

It can happen to you: you’re out, drinking a PBR, minding your own… then you see that dirty and doe-eyed darling across the room, judging the party-thrower’s record collection. And you. Want. Them. Bad. Read on! To turn that lust in your heart into action in your pants.

STEP 1: Picking Your Prey.

If you’re into dudes, check for flannel, traditional wool ponchos from South America, and bike chains worn like a beauty pageant sash. That guy’s sensitive, and he lives close enough to bike.

Dig the ladies? Look for a bit of vanity among the Snoopy sweaters and grandma pants– a bustier or crop top means the apple of your eye embraces the ugly-is-hot ethos, but still wants to maintain the hot.

STEP 2: Dancing.

Kick Gloria Estefan to the curb. The rhythm can’t get you! Jerk your head like you’re getting whiplash, over and over. Stomp one bent foot, and let your middle try and figure out the rest. If your parter mirrors your moves, congratulations: you’re doing the hipster mating dance.

STEP 3: Let’s-Get-A-Drink-Conversation.

Order the worst whiskey. Then talk about your “passion,” like group sound massage, or found art sculpture. Ask if they’ve ever seen Bertrando: Story of An Algae Born Whistler. This film does not exist. If they say they’ve seen it, they want to bone you. If they say no, shame them. Shame = hipster pheromones.

STEP 4: Neuroses.

Share one. For example: “Sometimes I am so porous I feel all of the emotions of the room at once.” “I am incredibly rich, but will never do anything about it except feel guilty and wear dirty clothes.” “Sex makes me cry, because I hate intimacy, yet all I want is love.”

They’ll tell you one of theirs. Nice bonding!

STEP 5: Going home.

At this point, you should be primed for the kill. Here is your weapon: “Parties just make me feel so empty; it was amazing to have a real conversation with you. I think we’re heading out in the same direction– would you mind stopping at my place quickly? I’d really love to lend you, “How to Keep Your Dog A Liberal Vegan In A Conservative, Carnivorous World.”

Get ready for a night of almost-dextrous, totally self-conscious lovemaking!

P.S. Feel like you want some hipster camo before you go on the prowl? Throw on the Matty Top, to look fly and well-flanneled while stalking your desired.

P.P.S I couldn't not post this...so entertaining :P

Hungry For Shoes by Collectmythoughts

Dear all,

gosh it's been such a long while since my last post. What a let down huh :/ Life's been hectic! I hope I haven't lost any support... I've got a new tee design up for a Threadless competition in collaboration with Tom's Shoes: " Threadless loves: One day without shoes" competition. I've been carrying around a sketch of this design between the pages of my "moleskin and i finally got it digitized! hooray!

Vote for me pleeeeeeeeaaaase :P ( I hope the design's accepted and is finally open for voting. If it is, go to this link below and score my design!)

http://threadless.com/sharedesign/256898/Hungry_For_Shoes

Thanks in advance! :)

It once was...love

Dear who's who,

finding inspiration is easy...just as long as you don't shut yourself off from being open to anything. What inspires me right now is the human ability to feel. Great fashion comes from touch, from an emotion. What sets a luxury designer item a part from the rest? Namely the material used isn't it?

I've explored a lot of the human emotion. I think the past year to date has given me the chance of experiencing just about every emotion we're capable of feeling ( some more than others HAH *sticks tongue out to you know who you are..* guilty buggers). The strongest emotion I've experienced is love. Never have I felt something quite like it and love...it makes you do the things you've never thought "is so you", you know what I mean?

My introduction to love:

Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away

But it's too late..

Over you
I'm never over
Over you
Something about you
It's just the way you move
The way you move me

Yeah, I'm so good at forgetting
and I quit every game I've played
But forgive me love
I can't turn and walk away...this way.

Back to you

It always comes around
back to you
I walk with your shadow
I'm sleeping in my bed
With your silhouette...

should have smiled in that picture
if it's the last that I'll see of you
it's the least that you could not do ...

For all those who are/were lucky enough to experience love of the sweetest most loving kind...this one's for you..(whoever said you could only pay tribute to love on valentines *wink*)

http://www.chriscraymer.com/romance/index.htm

I know those pictures. I have my own duplicate of just about every one locked in my head.. (yes I've a secret :P If you're nice, i'll let you in on it.. *I see all of you hitting the subscribe button right now "oh yeah~"*) haha. :P

Lotsa "LOVE" *surprise*,
Jess xoxo

p/s: Keep your eyes on me, let your heart be open to feel, leave your hands open for someone to slip their hand in & smile.. You know that's how love starts.(okay not the eyes on me part but you know ;))

This one's dedicated to someone special. xxxo

Portrait of A Dancer

Dear all,

after being so caught up for a pretty long while. I finally got in touch with a pencil again *haha* It's a pencil sketch. Done in 2 hours last night. I hope you like it.

And! I've an announcement to make: I'm going to be starting a series of illustrations looking at human emotions , behaviour and what makes people tick. So I'd appreciate audience participation/contribution. Email me or leave a comment and tell me what emotion you think I should depict in my illustrations. If your emotion stands out, i'll send you a pair of plimsolls illustrating your emotion and branded by yours truly...*love love*

Cheers!
xoxoxo

waiting...

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And its hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
Ill find some peace tonight

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
Its easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

Dear blogger,

I'm overwhelmed. Before I lose all my thoughts to something else silly yet ulcer inducing...the following posts are of text that hold a strong meaning. Texts which conjure themselves up as illustrations in my mind that i've yet to put down in pencil & ink. I hope to have some time away from my crazy *** life soon to do just that.

mean while..xoxoxo
jess

I fell down today, I sat there thinking. I got up & started drawing..

Somethings have happened
I sit back & take it in.
It set my mind whirling...
You can have everything today
You're on top of the world.

You took that step further
A step I could never take with you.
I'm standing there
A piece of me begins to tear
You fade into the distance
And I walk away
Tempted to look back.

It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tear's me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't wanna feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
And the lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late

The truth hurts
And the lies worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again...

I took a break from work to well...create "more work"

As the title says so... I broke out this baby & my sales pitch? Well, read on.

Mom & Pop
They will @#$! you up
For Sure
Love so deep
Kills you in your sleep. It's true.

Love keeps us together
Love will keep us alive

And we- are criminals that never
broke no laws
And all- we needed was a net
to break our fall

They're searching for diamonds
They're grabbin' at straws
Sex 'n' sin
Sax 'n' violins
It's heaven
Wooden heads
Furniture with legs
For sale-

Love keeps us together.
And love will drive us insane.


AH..yes well, "touche" i say.
xOxO, Peace out..

you bright young thing, this is your talk show on mute

Dear blogger,

tonight seems a good night to blog. Not that I usually publicly air my thoughts...no. I don't air my dirty leather ( my new "it" material lol). LIFE, geez, it's such a wide topic to ramble on about. My life alone is one heck of a story...I think the producer(s) of "The Ring" would call me up to buy my life story over & name it " The Life". It'll be a blockbuster horror film of the year. It'll start out with an interview *camera's rolling*..."The late night show with David Letterman" (b'cause that's when all my thoughts usually start pouring in like I'm god listening to a light year full of #$%!)

letterman: hi, it's so nice to have you on tonight's show..I understand you're strapped for time so
let's get right down to business.

bright young thing: Right. Fire away.

Letterman: So I understand your life's taken a rather drastic turn from where you had it heading. What's the deal? What happened?

BYT: Umm yeah...Shit happens, that's life eh? People whom I thought had my back fled like I started a plague. So I'm standing alone in this pile of #$%! & not a soul is brave enough to take a leap & grab my hand while I'm hanging off the cliff. There are 2 ways out-> A) I take their hand but at the price of me surrendering my latest pair of Cheap Mondays & YSL high tops which mean the world to me. I mean in essence, they'll be stripping me down to what?! I won't be me anymore. B) #$%! 'em all right...& just break all the nails i've got clinging on to the rockwall. Rock climb my way back up which probably means i'll get there tomorrow night, rip rip my Cheap Mondays. I won't know if i'll survive it b'cause it'll take pretty long...I'll be dead tired & there's a
high chance I could quit on myself & let go. So I chose B.

Letterman: No shit. Do you regret your route you chose now though?

BYT: Yes & no. I've got to a certain extent my freedom. But I've fallen far from my destination. Will I ever get back on course & reach there? I've no idea & I can only hope & swear on my life, I'll make it work.

Letterman: Word.

BYT: *smiles & leans back into the seat*

Letterman: So you've done a couple of great things since though. Don't you think your making some progress with your work/life..what have yous?

BYT: Well yeah fo sho?! I exhibited in NY. Just being invited was like a bright ray of light finally hit my eye b'cause I've been staring at this sun for so long. But I'm still a really long way off from where I wanna be, u know? And I'm going at it all on my own. Where I come from...what I'm doing is looked at as being in a dream...

Letterman: I know. Square pieces of #$%! I totally get you. I wanted to be a rockstar but old
with grey sideburns couldn't cut it.

BYT: haha yes well I'd still date you. You're one funny #$$ & since you get me, our convos ain't gonna be dull.

Letterman: Well check with my wife. Maybe she'll share?

BYT: Nah, it's cool.

Letterman: In a previous interview for Nylon where you fronted the cover (Kudos), I read about what you want from life . Are they all the same still? What's changed & why?

BYT: Yes, it's changed. I don't wanna be a rich #$%! (not that being richer is bad but..) I'll be really satisfied with my life if I'm able to live a decent life doing what I do best. I'd like really to be living on an island with a yacht that takes me out to a quaint lil city. Know of any?

Letterman: Nope. If I do, I'll call ya.

BYT: Cool.

Letterman: If you could describe your life in a sentence...What would it be?

BYT: "Maybe this has all been some really weird dream while I'm passed out in an alley in Amsterdam, still high."

Letterman: High? from being over visually stimulated? I read it in a previous interview that you
get your high from being visually stimulated.

BYT: Hell yeah, hahaha. From being high from visual over stimulation & not being able to express it all. This world I live in is too square. They don't have the chops to take what I'm about to dish out.

Letterman: No shit. I wanted to suntan on my lawn wearing nothing but a silver g-string. My neighbour from across yelled "god letterman, if your chops were nice to look at, I wouldn't mind all that much. Do me a favour & save my eyesight!"

BYT: no kidd.

Letterman: Well, that's all we've time for tonight. I look forward to seeing your work out some day. Watch out, this one's hot.


She takes off her YSL high tops, signs em & hands em to letterman. With everyday that passes, with every talk show that's on mute in my head...a part of me dies.

til the next ramble,
xoxo

When you're an ocean & a rock away...

What you at? My gentle spoken friend
I lack a frame to put you in
When you're an ocean and a rock away

I feel you in the pocket of my overcoat
My fingers wrap around your words
They take the shape of games we play

I feed your words through my buttonholes
Pin them to my fingerless gloves
Green & prone to fraying

Thoughts of you warm my bones
I'm on my way, I'm on the phone
Let's get lost, you & me
An ocean & a rock is nothing to me.

I am far away from where you lay
Awake the day while you fall to sleep
An ocean & a rock away.

I keep you in the pocket of my jeans
And the bristles of my brushes
Spin you into my curls today

I spoon you into my coffee cup
Spin you through a delicate wash
I wear you all day

Thoughts of you warm my bones
I'm on my way, I'm on the phone
Let's get lost, you & me
An ocean & a rock is nothing to me

Thoughts of you warm my bones
I'm on my way, I'm nearly home
Let's get lost, you & me
An ocean & a rock is nothing to me


Is it not any wonder that when you're far away, they want you near. And when you're there...right under their noses, they don't bother where you are, how you are where you are. Only for you to leave suddenly and they come chasing " wait wait. But we've not shared our time together. wait, not so soon."

Oh, Where were you?

I was a backing track.
Saving my green voice's back.
Disguising the obvious,
That I had no-one to sing for.
I lived in a paper bin.
Which I lived curled up and forgotten in.
With an unfinished lovers hymn
Tattooed on my forehead.

Oh, oh, oh, where were you?
Had I known you then,
The outcome would have been better.

I got used to the treadmill love
Where no matter how fast you run,
You're stuck at the starting point,
Only exhausted.
I was the anonymous author
Of songs I'd not dared to share.
Lacking the audience of a lover's ear.

Oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, where were you?
Had I know you then,
The outcome would have been better.

You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented this.

You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented this.
You could have prevented -

Oh, oh, oh, where were you?
Had you known me then,
The outcome would have been better.

xoxo

They're off to NY!

They're finally up! XD The top most canvas is a lotus. This piece kinda pokes fun at materialism. For those who don't know ( which I realize could be quite a few people LOL) what meanings the Lotus flower carries, it symbolizes coming out of a bad patch of anything in general & it also to some, holds the meaning of reaching a level of awareness...moving away from a material life & on to something better( put in my own words lol). Anyhow, google it? :P So this piece for me is about a wanting to be free of a material world. In my opinion, life's just easier that way. Unfortunately though...it'll take a good while before mankind lets go of money & selfish wants...

Moving on...the canvas below that is called my " Blue peony". It's my personal favourite & I had the most fun doing the detailed work. This is my interpretation of the flower in my mind but visualized on paper, then canvas. The black background's got tinges of like a midnight blue undertone. There's no complicated reasoning to this flower. It's straight forward...I like the peony flower. I think it's beautiful..an asian beauty with my spin on it :)

These illustrations are up for exhibiting in NY at the moment for the end of the month. But they're also on sale. Interested parties can email me for my price quotes ;) or for a special request like a series of flowers done like the Blue Peony. They make good house warming gifts *ahem* For buyers interested in having this print on other media such as a tee/ tote bag. Email me again :) Thanks for viewing!

Laters xoxo

peony

Dear blogger,

this is what i've been recently up to. Yeah, it needs tweaking. It's not perfect but beautiful isn't it? So many layers...so finely textured. Without the fancy colors, would you like it still?

xoxo
My Peony

some of the latest..

Top most: It's a inked sketch of a lotus flower..could do really well as a tattoo with some awesome shading in my opinion. A lotus flower has quite a few variations of a couple of different meanings ( i just think they all revolve around the same thing. Go check lol). Anyhow, this is the next concept sketch for my next piece of canvas work. It's still midway done though but cuz I love keep ya'll up to date.. rofl

2nd pic: concept sketch for a logo. A menswear company. Whatcha think? I kinda like the huge middle one but the don't mind me, i think most of it's dope. *ahem* hahaha

New Year's morning...

New year's morning came too soon
It’s entering my forgotten room
Disguised as the morning sun
and I should be on the run
But I’m here
Waiting for you
To come and rescue me
From this awful blue

Looks like another day
In another way
Through another place
Too many lonely days
I’m not here for sure
Just here for more
You wont walk through that door
Cause I said I didn’t need you anymore
Anymore…

a lookback, a step forward & a warm welcome to...

Another year's about to pass in a few hours...I am looking forward to the new year hoping it'll bring me something better after what damage this year's done. But as the hours count down & 2009 draws near, I'm a lil scared. Scared of what's to come, the unknown.

The past few days I've been playing with thoughts of how next year could be...how I'm going to plan it. But the thing is, as much as you plan for something, almost always somewhere something will go wrong. Something goes off track. So i sit here watching the sunrise having yogurt with frozen blueberries and penning my thoughts and contemplating about the new year...

You know the things you want ( which everyone appropriately names as their list of resolutions, I'm renaming it my "want list") that you list down...well I've got a few things that I want for me, my life this new year( after much "cleaning bug ridding" with my trusty " Procras-ticide" spray...

-> I want to be happy.

-> I want a new life.

-> I want to get all the things I've listed on my " to get soon list" lol ( all the darn lists. How's that different from the want list? well, the "to get soon list" is doable pretty easily.)

-> I want to be able to figure how to get started with accessing my messenger through my phone!

-> I want to be within 1m of that special someone. 

-> I want to be somewhere with 4 seasons.

-> I want out of SG.

-> I want that coveted advertising job darn it! (excuse me)

-> this is not a doable want but who cares: I want the recession to disappear.

Look, I could go on forever & ever til death of my fingers do I part... But, I need change yet I crave familiarity. Oh the irony. I'm glad 2008 came & went cuz it brought me someone I hold close to my heart, someone I could be plain me with, someone who feels what I feel, someone who knows me better than I do myself. With that one, I know i'll be safe & things will be okay. 2008 too brought me more independence, self-assurance , discovery & enlightenments? lol. 

As for 2009...I really hope it's a much better year for me all around as well as for all those I keep in heart & mind. What better way to kick off 2009 than for me to be introducing "MyriadMedia" or plain " myriad" for short. Myriad meet world, world meet Myriad. Myriad is my work identity & under Myriad is "C.MY.S" ( pronounced as such :P but stands for collectmyshoes) & "C.MY.T" (collectmytee). 

do visit & bookmark --> MyriadMedia over at flickr.com

Here's wishing all my visitors a great year ahead & more! 

( to be continued)

season's greetings 2008!

 (<---that's a sketch i started on days ago, the type could've been done a whole lot better :P excuse me)

hey so before 2008 ends, here's a couple of snapshots of some work that's been a pencil smudge on across my nose, covering my desk, hiding in my bag in between the pages of my moleskin...

The "gluttony" artwork was originally a sketch i did that i touched up on the computer with the ever trusty tablet. The piece next to it was for an editorial spread...i loved giving the art direction :)==> " OFF with their heads", make em paint splatters :P lol ( just in case my eyes aren't playing tricks on me...the colors are wrong. Possibly cuz of my file type rofl) Anyhow...

The 2 above are pieces I extracted from a typographic poster I did that tells a story about 1 portion of my life this year. Looking back at 2008, it's really been quite something. So many changes, so many things that are new, so many people & things that have came & went. If i had a choice, I'm in 2 minds about completely erasing this year from the history of my 21 years of living.  I'm grateful I survived it to say the least. I'm looking forward to the new year in hope that it brings me a whole bag of goodies. *fingers & toes crossed* 

&... Last but not least, the above is just my concept sketch in progress for 1 of the 5 canvases i'm doing for an art exhibition in NY early next year. I'll make a future post with all 5 completed canvases, all of which are on sale ( prices aren't out yet cuz I'm still working on it LOL). Interested parties are more than welcomed to begin placing bids on the pieces after I put shots up of the canvases. Because I started out with shoe customizing... some of the pieces will revolve around shoe designs & their inspirations. So a note to all Sneaker Freaks... don't miss out on owning a piece of this super kick ass works of design. 

(ps: all canvases can be translated by yours truly into real dope sneaker customizations, email me with any questions about anything :)) 

XX peace out XX

dear blogger, how you've missed me..

Dear blogger,

I know I've left you hanging for a bit..Yes I'm sure you miss me..(muahaha):P I've been meaning to write to you but my life's been on overdrive. There have been some lil things going on of which I'll be soon updating you on in the next post or something because I'm such a "neat freak", a different topic's for a different post! get it? To each it's own place. LOL (i sound like i've got obsessive compulsive disorder) That aside, I just thought I'd bring my ever lovely fingers to come linger & dance on the very buttons that send you something every once in a while &! while doing so..LOOK at what I found...

How kickass is that?! Who'd go through the trouble to shave off the gloss paint on every pencil so the wood's absorbent enough to hold on to that piece of artwork? I love the idea of mixing media but this one..though a really simple drawing, has something fairytale like about it' Lovely, really. Not everything needs maximalism.

Toodles xxx