What am I? Who am I? Where am I?

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ART is a powerful LANGUAGE. It communicates to everyone and anyone. It has the ability to depict personal emotions as well as concerns unknown to anyone in the most truthful manner but yet on the other hand, not being literal which therefore allow the audiences to perceive it in accordance to their knowledge. The face has always been an interesting form to me as everyone has got his/her own face. Often, the face shows the history and background of oneself. To put up a front, to disguise, to apply make up are examples of self concealed. One will recognised the smiling face of a man constantly throughout my artworks. Some wonders if the smile is a reflection of complete joy, in a state of total denial or maybe to disguise anxiety. Perhaps it is a reflection of total pleasure or yet it might just be the laugh of an idiot. By restricting my style, I self imposed limits, allowing communication to audiences on a wide subject.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Got up really late in the afternoon today. guess it must have been the long flight which truely tire me out. Alvin came over to my place, wanted to tabao food for me. However, i thought it would be a good idea that i head out to have a meal with him and talk things thru' but well, such issues wouldnt be easy to come to a conclusion. Im lost and as well as having mixed feelings. I can see his effort and love that is still burning so strongly, which at the end of the day, i might hurt him badly once again.

These three months i hope to take things slow and see how it goes. However, to alvin, i know for definite that he will go all the way to love me back, to win my heart back, all sorts of things. And to be truthful, im afraid. His way of loving is too much for me to handle. He is wonderful, never doubted it before.

Anyway, i have got far more issues to worry and settle on hand at this point of time. We'll just take it a step at a time, and see how things take off from there. I miss the tree in soulfulapril and i am glad i did once had a good time with it.


Thats all for now, i guess.

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