Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Que sera sera

A tikka I made this week! I had a necklace laying around which never got the chance to be wore out so I thought why not make use of it.

 Geoffrey drew me for his art assessment! I think there's more on the way. I sent him a bunch of photos to use as references. They were pictures I have collected over time of my friends and myself. He ended up mostly picking pictures of me because he's noticeably better at drawing Asians. He drew Shrestha but she turned out looking Asian... My ma says this looks 100% like me so you hear that Geo? You're a professional now. (Yes in real life I have an eagle attached to my head)


Today I got off work early to attend my dance practice. It was crucial as our competition is only a week away! I really hope my school does well because we've put so much effort into practices.

 The girls who showed up at practice (Sammy was hiding).

I was going to quit the Bollywood group after High School Rockers (the competition) because Diwali was coming up next and exams are going to be going on at the same time. However there's a new dance opportunity in between Rockers and Diwali which is International day at our school! I'll stay on board for that before dropping of the face of the Earth to study for exams.

Ms Chand made everyone hot choco and coffee during break. I got a mocha while we sat around catching our breath.

At one point Diksha was explaining a story to me involving powdered milk while my mouth was full with my sandwich. I couldn't respond and so she interpreted it as me not understanding, I guess she was waiting for a laugh. She continued to explain to me what powdered milk was with the help of Ashleen and Svetlana. I kept nodding but they kept going, it wasn't until I finished my mouth full did I got to clear up that I do actually know what powdered milk is. At the time I kept thinking "why do they keep describing powdered milk to me???"
I am a magnet to awkward situations *licks my coffee cup*.

Shamelessly taking pictures at school. I actually have a legitimate excuse that time! Geoffrey needed more reference for his art project so I got to vain on his iphone5 with good reasons. I was having a good eyelid day. Being Asian on some days I wake up with mono lids, some days double lids, and on special occasion, triple lids *sigh*.

At the moment I am obsessing over interracial couples! I don't know why but it makes me happy when I see an interracial couple. I guess it makes me excited thinking about interracial babies (I know I'm creepy) but hey man everybody has their own little weirdness. Mine just happens to be being the ultimate creeper. If I had a choice I would pick and mix so many race but sadly by blood I'm just Chinese. Some people tell me I look Chinese and some people can't tell what I am, I like the last type of people best! It helps me live in denial and think I look somewhat mixed race (even if it's just within the Asian gene pool).
If you're an interracial couple, just know I am some where in the background shipping the two of you like an obsessed fan girl.

Anyways on the topic of interracial babies; Zendaya. I've been hooked on Dancing With The Stars and watched all the parts with her in it.


I also want to share a few more of my favourites (they're not all from the same season).




Hope you guys enjoyed those videos and see you in my next post!

ps. Sorry about my absence. School has been hectic, a lot of assessments have been going on. I promise I will post whenever possible.

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Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Drawings and a cute 5 year old model

Here are some drawings I've done in the last few days. My hands are a bit rusty as I haven't drawn in a while. I plan on doing more but we all know how procrastination gets the best of us.




Below are some photographs I took when I was over at Anh's house.
Daisy and Anh's baby sister.

Look how tiny her feet are! She's three weeks old by the way.

I got Michelle (Anh's sister also) to dress up and took some pictures of her. Being the skilled poser she is, this was the result.
Does this not look like a potential skin for Annie the demon child? But a flower child version.







Pumpkin Patch should just hire me all ready.

In seriousness, Michelle could make a good model. She's like a doll, she is very good at listening to instructions and she is not shy of the camera.

I'll be back with tomorrow with another post, woohoo.
x

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A heavy cross to carry alone











 ♥Dress - Gifted
♥Under skirt - Cambodia
♥Shoes - Hannahs
♥Bag - Strandbag
♥Earrings - All from Diva


A heavy cross to carry alone click here for my lookbook.


Happy Waitangi day! Originally I was to go to Barry Curtis with some friends but then someone told us the celebration had been moved so we cancelled. I booked a shopping day with my family instead and while we set out in the afternoon, there was the gala at Barry Curtis. 

Nevertheless, I needed to go shopping anyways and had fun. Above was what I wore today.

I saw my old math teacher at the supermarket. We had a little chat before both our family ditched us.


 Dad picked yum cha for lunch as my family was too lazy to drive home for lunch.

 It's inevitable, my siblings and I will go through a 'chubby chapter'. I remember when I was around 9-10 I was  tragically chubby before hitting my growth spurt to be awkwardly lanky. When Johnny was around 9-11 he was also, tragically chubby but now hitting his growth spurt to be even taller than me. Winson is entering this stage in his life and his clothes are starting to fit him funny. I purposely left his tummy out of this picture.

Johnny hates photos but I snapped a good one of him, though he forbid me to upload it. So I uploaded half of it...

Tried a new drink.

 Only the French.

 

 I bought some ingredients for a recipe I saw in the papers.

Watermelon pizza! I know a lot of people might find this a little freaky, god knows my mother did (she hates cheese) but it looked so good in the Bites article (it comes with your Herald newspaper). I assure you it taste good. I don't think I'd guarantee my left leg that everyone will like it but it's not bad, I found nothing wrong with it.

I won't make this again as the ingredient wasn't extremely convenient as my family doesn't usually have proscuitto laying around but I would recommend others to have a go. Pretty easy to make, watermelon, proscuitto, tomato, feta, basil (I used something else), pepper, balsamic vinegar and olive oil (I used balsamic olive oil).

Those who aren't convinced, watermelon has a very faint taste, it's not super sweet or sour, to eat it with those other things are like eating a salad but having something crunchy with it. So don't worry about the taste not mixing well.

If this still looks freaky to you, try making a salad with the above without the watermelon first. Then chop the watermelon in cubes and adding it in, it looks more like a salad that way. Or just leave the watermelon on the side.

P.s if this isn't something for you, that's cool, move on.

 Some really quick sketches.

 This one took a little longer.

 I added water colours and tada.

 I'm not a huge fan of fruit smoothy but I saw a recipe for a watermelon and orange drink and thought I' give it ago as I like orange juice and like I said before watermelon doesn't have a strong taste. I added sprinkling water with the drink and it was too diluted but other than that it tasted great.

Some things I picked up today.

That is all from me before I get ready for school tomorrow. Goodbye lovelies.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

What my life could have been

 Call me crazy but I have already bought my exercise books for next year. I wasn't taking physics originally and so now I need to get a forth book but these are the three I have so far.

 I was inspired after seeing a post on tumblr where words were made into waves and so I decided to try and draw some waves myself for the first time. The mermaid's pose is of course was taken from my memory of Ariel. The words falling down are lyrics from Saltwater room by owl city. Originally I wanted to do lyrics from Frank Ocean, get it? But that seemed to cheesy.

 I hardly ever draw without a reference because I thrive of inspiration. I saw an illustration of a girl in this pose, I changed the hair and dress, took out the face and added roses, and viola, it's Lana Del Rey incorporation. The lyrics of the Queen herself.

 Feeding my dream catcher craze, this was born. I saw a drawing of a dream catcher and was going to use it as reference but the picture was too small for me to see details (picture was on polyvore so if you use that, you'll know what I mean) and so I took my own take on it. It's not very detailed but it'll do. Lyrics are from We'll be a dream by We The Kings. Never realised how short the song is until I couldn't even finish the whole page with the lyrics, I had to end up repeating the lyrics from the beginning again.

 These were the books originally.

 I scratched these of the plastic covers with a ruler.

Side shot, because they're the best shots.

I'm reading For Keeps by Natasha Friend at the moment. Is it just me or do authors like making the protagonist as an only child to a single mother who's husband/boyfriend bailed from the beginning and so the daughter has daddy issues and somewhere in the book the protagonist herself says or get told that her love interest is nothing like her dad? That's a lengthy description but you'd be surprise how many books fit that. It's like people with two parents aren't interesting enough, well...which is true if you take me for example:

I'm 16 living in a house with my parents and two gaming zombies as younger brothers. Every morning I wake up to arguing in the kitchen about something to do with food, which will play as background music as I wash the sleeping dust of my face and get dressed. I will go downstairs to eat breakfast and pack lunch, then dad drives me to school that is 5 minutes away, my parents are sensitive about "letting our poor children walk in the -insert weather-". I go to school, hang with my boyfriend while we study and tease each other, but mostly tease each other. We stress about school then we'd share lunch and sit with our friends. Another day done and I'd walk home and take shower to wash of the grime off from the day. Dinner is served, we eat as a family and talk over each other. A lecture here and there while we watch tv and I'm back in bed ready to hit the repeat button.
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Yeah, it's just isn't as exciting huh? See if I was an only child to a single mother things would be different:

I'm 16 living is a house with just my mum. I never knew my loser dad because after knocking my mum up in highschool, he dropped of the face of the earth. People always tell me my mum looks like my sister, which is quite annoying. Mum is truly my best friends, her motherly lectures kick in sometimes but most of the time I can talk to her about cute boys and what Miley Cyrus is wearing. Every morning we'd eat a breakfast of a 10 layer cake with meatballs in the center together because it's our tradition. Then I'd mount my unicorn to school. Mum works at McDonald's or something where she gets hit on by so many guys since she's so gorgeous. There's my best friend, Rory, she's totally crazy and I love her. She's the fashionable one, one day she'd show up to school in a neon green space suit and the next a rainbow coloured bikini, I wish I was brave like her. My love interest is this guy named Brad KitsumolollisprarkleMacHandsome, isn't his name just so exotic? He always make eye contact with me every time we pass each other, I'm so confused and have no idea how he feels. Rory is always saying how I should just say hi but I prefer to admire from a distant. Today was just like any other day but at lunch time Brad burst into the cafeteria and broke into a musical confessing his love for me. It was awesome.
The lyrics were "Kelly you're are the prettiest girl ever, I wish to be together. My love for you will only grow as the days go on, it's my heart that you have won. Would you please be my girl? I promise to give you the world. If you say yes then I have all the luck, so tell me girl, are you dtf?". He's a born poet I swear. I said yes and he promised to buy me pizza. I went home and had to tell mum everything so I text her the full story while I was in my room and she was in her's. She replied back with, "csb", my mum is hilarious. Everything in my life seemed to be going perfectly until a wizard appeared in my room and told me something that changed my life, "Kelly Gots Sim Buttes-"
"OH MY GOD YOU CREEPY CREEPO DON'T SAY MY FULL NAME."
"Okay, Ms. Buttes, there is something really important you need to know about yourself", and then suspense music blared out of the stereo his was carrying.
"You are part rhino and it is your mission to harness your abilities to be a rhino whisperer and start your own hit tv show about it, p.s I'm your dad and to harness your power you must go on a series of tasks to find me and then I'll teach you the ways of the rhino warlocks", and just like that, he twerked out of my room.
I was completely freacked out but this is my calling in life so I packed my bags and made my way to find my twerking rhino warlock dad to learn how to whisper to rhinos and start a new tv show that will be more successful then the Kardashians.
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Essentially, my life could have been this exciting.

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