While getting through the pox last week, I realized how long it had been since I picked up the sketchpad and really drew. Only came up with four drawings, but it really felt wonderful completing them all. :)

A number of them were inspired by some songs I was listening to while sketching.

More of my other sketches can be found at:
http://kanzeon-bosatsu.deviantart.com

Started this two years ago. And completely forgot about it until around last week. This must be one of the few manga that I’ve actually finished (LOL!), which is why it’s a big deal for me to post it here. As you can see, it’s an adaptation of the song by Bread.

I guess it just fit my mood back then. Now that I’ve finished it, I want to dedicate it to all those who have loved and lost. *sniff* And those who have lost but continue to love anyway! (martyr? @o@ oh dear.)

Anyway, enough mushiness. More manga projects on the way! XD

If you don’t want to keep clicking on the pictures, you can see the “more continuous” version of this at my livejournal account (http://randomria.livejournal.com)

Enjoy! :)

Please read the article and please have a heart to sign the petition so “Guillermo Vargas “Habacuc” wouldn’t be able to do it again. Thank You.

CLICK THE LINK

Boycott to the presence of Guillermo Vargas “Habacuc” at the Bienal Centroamericana Honduras 2008

In 2007 the ‘artist’ Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street,
tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death.






For several days, the ‘artist’ and the visitors of the exhibition have
watched emotionless the shameful ‘masterpiece’ based
on the dog’s agony, until eventually he died.

PLEASE HELP SPREAD THE WORD, POST IN YOUR BLOG
AND EMAIL YOUR FRIENDS…

*notes the typo… @_@ “outgrown”. Will fix it maybe later.*


GASP! And now what shall Toyang-chan do with this realization? Not only does she know the secret identity of this mild-mannered…man… she also realizes that as the apple of her eye he actually DOES have a dark side.



Stay tuned for the next 8x11 product of stress release.

 

With a broken wing,

grace and beauty

vanish quickly,

released from the body 

like blood gushing from

a deep, open wound

 

 

 

More new works/ updates at my devart site: Kanzeon-Bosatsu!

 

As the title states… HUWATTA SATURDAY!

to your left is my work product… (LOL) after staying in Starbucks for five whole hours. (click on them individually to view the conversation better :D) I apologize for the tacky lines… that was the only paper available (and thank God it was) during the whole time.

And yes, the storyline was on-the-spot, that’s why when I got bored, it stopped. Haha!

And though the likeness (to myself) is…questionable… rest assured that I am not schizophrenic. LOL.

But wait, there’s more!!! (to the story, that is. Just scroll down :D)

 

 

 

 

 

I was supposed to meet mom after her office party. So that explains what I was doing there the whole time. 

Prior to my Starbucks hang-out, I decided to check the book cafe mom pointed out near her office. So, off I walk along Jupiter street, on a peaceful saturday afternoon. Ladida….lalala… when… all of a sudden a HUGE, white tower obstructs my path.

And I look up to find that it was an advertisement… for “the world’s best-selling condom brand”. Yeah. A huge condom… inflatable. Wow.

It’s times like that one that I wish no one was around (so I could puncture the monstrosity). But, alas… so many security guards. Plus a couple of teenagers chatting and every now and then looking my way, probably wondering why I was frozen where I stood.

ANYWAY. Getting past the obstruction, I finally found the sign: Cafe Aklatan. It was on the second floor of the building. The guard at the lobby greeted me, along with a woman who I took to be a guest (she was working there after all). They said it might be closed, but that I could take a look myself just to make sure.

So here’s the advertising part. Cafe Aklatan is really a small library where you can take snacks while you read. The fee is 70 pesos for guests, and 50 pesos for students. As I entered, there was no one inside (maybe took a break), so I went around a bit… it was pretty small, but it gave off that comfortable atmosphere… like a personal library.

They’re open from 11 am to 7 pm on weekends, and 11 am to 8 pm on weekdays.

Here’s the catch though… and I didn’t expect it either.

The books are all in Japanese.

Actually, it’s perfect for those who are learning Japanese… but if you don’t plan to learn Japanese, much less read it, then might as well hang out at Starbucks, just a few steps down the road. :D

And so that’s where I headed (since there wasn’t anyone to take my orders anyway. )

And when i got to Starbucks, my mom was there. They were waiting for other friends, before heading to the party. And so… began my 5-hour loner moment when my mom left shortly thereafter.

And yes, I brought my handy dandy ipod, fully charged from the previous evening. And when I pulled it out… omg… it had been playing the whole day, and was on it’s last two bright-red bars. X___X;

About four hours and forty minutes later, the couch was assuming my form already. And since I was sitting beside the window, I was feeling a little uncomfortable with the guys sitting at the table right outside. I felt like they were staring while I was drawing (*shiver* one of my pet peeves…) And so I texted my mom, and she arrived about fifteen minutes after.

And since I forgot to have lunch and dinner… I asked her if we could eat a bit of real food. And off we went! And we waited…waited…waited… for dad to arrive. And when he did, he had to meet up with someone (my ninong) at Shangri la hotel makati. So off we went…

of course, while dad was meeting his friend, mom and I took a couple of pictures to keep ourselves amused.

Me: “ma…”

mom: “yeah?”

me: “what if I went home ahead and you would have been alone now… what would you be doing?”

mom: “hay nako ah…”

hehehehe.

(photos to be placed in a separate album)

when everything was finally done, and we were all heading home… it was already 1 am. @_@

whew. Huwatta saturday.

(a bit of fanart before I end this entry. Hagu chan and Morita san from Honey & Clover)

It came so sudden
— a little surprise
that she hadn’t the time
to blink her eyes

that’s all there was
and that’s all there is
someday’s regret
is this moment’s bliss

it was
her first kiss

my binder separators back in HS were always designed

Going through my old stuff, I found three binders.. all containing gradeschool and highschool drawings. O_O Brings back memories. *sniff*

as you can see, proportionality has always been a challenge for me. (LOL!) Especially since I disliked using guidelines for my drawings. A couple of original works are based on real people. *snicker*