Showing posts with label Drawing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drawing. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Old Drawings
The player happened to play Daydream's piano music. The very past burst to my mind.When I was in uni, I hated accounting as my major. At that time I skipped classes to stay in the dorm to draw. With music, I kept drawing different portraits one after another, sometimes with tears dropping. My heart continued to be sensitive. Drawing was the way to let my sentiments out. It was my way to heal. I couldn't help looking back at some old drawings drawn at that time, about 5-6 years ago.
Once there was a girl,
You've no ideas what she'd been through
You don't know she was such something blue
a bird singing gloomy songs
The first time her wings broke
she realised she actually had them in two
The first time her heart broke
she believed her feelings were so true
that others could hurt but could never deprive
From then on, she started the long trip seeking home
Rather suffered than numb
--- Robin










listening to Dreaming
Once there was a girl,
You've no ideas what she'd been through
You don't know she was such something blue
a bird singing gloomy songs
The first time her wings broke
she realised she actually had them in two
The first time her heart broke
she believed her feelings were so true
that others could hurt but could never deprive
From then on, she started the long trip seeking home
Rather suffered than numb
--- Robin
listening to Dreaming
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Frost
Many eyes are covered by the splendid world
not be able to see the truth
The truth lies in the heart
only if you listen to its rhyme
you could be free
Listening to Chris Garneau's So Far
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tree Bark
Bleak wind, visits the hollow wilderness
Whistling an lonely tale
It was recorded on a piece of tree bark
You peeled off remember?
It was a promise on behalf of leaves, stars and squirrels
Beautiful flowers grew on the tree
But it's never told how long it lasts
The next autumn, I was left alone
around the tree where the bark's from
fallen leaves, full of the memory trail
----Robin

Inspired by Ólafur Arnalds' Ljósið
Whistling an lonely tale
It was recorded on a piece of tree bark
You peeled off remember?
It was a promise on behalf of leaves, stars and squirrels
Beautiful flowers grew on the tree
But it's never told how long it lasts
The next autumn, I was left alone
around the tree where the bark's from
fallen leaves, full of the memory trail
----Robin
Inspired by Ólafur Arnalds' Ljósið
Monday, September 5, 2011
Cartoon Portraits Commission
These old photos are found in my hard-disk back to the year of 2006 (I know I was quite fat at that time). I was still in university. I worked for a sports shop during National Holiday for their marketing campaign as what they called "Dalian Young Comic Artist". My job was to draw quick cartoon portraits on T-shirts for the customers who consumed over 400 yuan. It was quite fun. That was my first time to earn money from art.



Sunday, September 4, 2011
Summer Trip- People
A Miao woman sewing in Langde Village, Guizhou
A woman resting in Renmin Park in Chengdu
A silent old man on Zhongnan Mountain, taking an afternoon nap
A man relaxing from drinking tea in Renmin Park, Chengdu
A grandfather and his grandson resting on the ground in Langde Village, Guizhou
And... the two travellers under each other's pens
Friday, June 10, 2011
Miao Village Memory
Listening to the Dong songs which remind me of my special village in Guizhou where I found my peace.


Labels:
Art,
Drawing,
Ink,
minority tribe,
village
Monday, May 16, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
A Sunny Day
Yesterday was quite a sunny day after a rainy one the day before, which lightened up the post-hospital life a bit. Not being able to g0 outside to do things has made me down and moody. I walked out of the apartment with the crutches, spent two hours feeling sunshine on a bench in the square just down my apartment.


Saturday, April 30, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Illustration for the story Stained
I was surprised and more thrilled when reading Stained-a story based the character on me written by my friend Lindsay.It's about an auditor who hates her job but loves art and she draws a monster that comes into life on the Shanghai metro... She described my feelings well.:-)The story is very interesting.I was very happy when Lindsay asked whether I could illustrate it to go with the publish.
Here goes the link of the story.DO READ IT! Thanks for the story Lindsay!
And some of the illustrations I did-
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
Nanny and Jimmy
This drawing is for Nanny and Jimmy.
Six months after Nanny passed away,Jimmy just followed her path...May you continue the happy life in Heaven.You are in my thought.
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Nanny said,"I remember when I was young,I was like Miao- didn't like my daily job.So I went to the beach after work to pick up stones,and ground them to make necklaces,then gave them to my friends..."
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
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