W0nD3RwALL

W0nD3RwALL
Posted my drawings and so called arts.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Branawt

                                                                     Branawt

Monday, September 27, 2010

DRAW

pen and paper.. find something in google pictures and then copy. Practice!

FIRST THINGS FIRST


My first job was the hardest, I thought that memorizing page by page of books is just in school but then again I’m so wrong. I learned the ingredients of every line of perfume that the company have. And surprise with capricious life of my customers. I never imagine that a single person can spent fifty thousand pesos for perfumes and dress made by Ana Sui in Paris. Let’s not forget the ten thousand pesos jeans of True Religion and Pepper Cut, you can call these people with proper names capital HIGH SOCIETY. Yes you can imagine a poor mom can buy three meals for her family in the price of one fifty pesos. And a thousands are a lot for them, now that’s really unfair right?
The job introduced me to Guerlain Paris, Marc Jacobs, Stella Mccartney, Ermenegildo Zegna and Hermes. And it introduced me to the PERSERVERANCE, CONFIDENCE, and GUTTS to be different. I deposited the word kindness in my brain the day I resigned.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Baloon Vendor

WITCH doll

Winter Mind

Flashback to 2005 after the graduation...
After the hideous board exam which eventually I failed, it’s not my plan you can ensure my organizer and even my antique diary just to prove to you that aiming the license was a big mistake for someone like me.  I wasted too much time for nothing. I wasn’t at my best that time. I wasn’t even trying.
Regrets are marking my whole body piercing to my bones. I’m packed of what if’s and why cant’s given that I can’t revert everything from the start. So I moved on unsuspectingly the effect will soon to approach.
Since then I lost myself in the battlefield. I struggle a lot shifting things to my interest. One to three months of confusion. I stopped existing that day and started to be mute. Riding the MRT alone, walking to home alone, more time for sleeping, never attend any Sunday mass, never pay attention, and stay in one place. No one can talk to me like I use to talk to myself since I assumed no one can understand what I’m going through that time. Hiding was the right word and secrets are the reason.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Flowers for Draw





Colored Pencil and Sign Pen
Get a picture and draw your
own version. :) enjoy

ONE PENCIL and A PENCIL

I used blue & black colored pencil for the drawing.
Draw a figure and trace the shadow then shade the
edge. Just simple techniques.

FOOLS in love

3pm Chat with a friend.

Things you can do for Love.

She said:

I’m doing the laundries every weekend while the guy is resting home in Bulacan.

Some weekend I spent late at night waiting for him to go home from Gimik.

There are months I don’t eat lunch in office just to save money to help him pay the bills and his credit cards.

I’m organizing and cleaning things every night because he doesn’t want to see our room messy.
I’m ironing his clothes every morning before we go to office.

He loves to travel with his friends but in two years that we’re together he never let me join any of those out of town trips. He said that it’s his barkada’s bonding time.

I never get to see my friends and even communicate with them for two years.

I borrowed money from my friends to help him pay his debt to a friend.

I never receive gifts from him.

We argue a lot about my faults and shortcomings.

I plead him to stay when he opens the topic of breaking up with me.

I only have myself when I have a problem.

I broke up with him and I started my life from the beginning.

I said: So how are you now?

She Said: I’m committed and happy. J

I said: Good for you.

No more further question we can I always pick the right decision though sometimes one can experienced to get sunk, madly badly in love and get hurt before he/she realize. When can we learn to stop? Too much love can kill us. :P

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

I started struggling, but meeting different people, who are just as struggling as you are, makes you a better person and a wiser individual.