Found this among my old drawings. Gave it a new birth certificate ;)
I am at work.
Flowers are back.
Yellows are chaotic.
Hello? Remember me? I’m Lohan :) Still alive! Once again I was too busy to sit down and update the blog. But still, lots of things to share.
A screenshot of the process of a book cover I did for a friend. This book was published about a month ago.
Writing this in a hurry before I leave for Kandy.
Sudden unexpected news about a death of someone who lived a short yet colorful and inspiring life.
He wrote extensively about art, literature and culture and inspired thousands of like-minded souls around the world. If you haven’t visited Escape Into Life yet, you really should now. It’s a gigantic effort, very informative and inspirational.
In addition to Escape Into Life, he blogged at The Blog of Innocense, wrote poetry and other forms of creative literature. Being a firm believer of the power of web 2.0 media he never hesitated to publish his creative work online, free for everyone’s consumption.
His collection of poems, Purposeless Solitude is available here.
I really hope that the good work he started will continue. I will miss his gentle soul and “good mornings” from the other side of the planet.
Twitter users are posting tributes with the hashtag #TYCHRIS
Five years ago this month I decided to burn my boats and start painting full time. I quit my "job". I was firm on not doing anything else for the next ten years. Other than that, I had no plans, no targets whatsoever. If that doesn’t work I can do something else. It wasn’t smooth sailing. In the aftermath of the Asian tsunami, so many things, including my own life, were falling apart. Life wasn’t easy. By then I had my website/blog up and people who read my posts were the first to know what I was up to. People couldn’t come to terms with it if I said I am painting. I had to lie to people in my real life about what I was doing. Sometimes I said I was freelancing and doing report writing, translations etc. But seriously I did very little translations for money, and earned very little.
I knew it was going to be a long, tiresome journey. And most probably I’d end up bankrupt. And I surely had my fair share of downtimes.
Positive? Negative? Neutral? I do not wish to judge. It’s difficult. It’s beautiful. I will not swap places if I am given a chance, that’s for sure. I like it here :)