So this is one reasons why I kind of gave up carrying my DSLR and tripod with me. 🙂 One of my plans to accomplish during this trip was to do a pastel workshop for whose who had expressed interests to me since last year.
Due to the pastel drawing needs a suite of tools to do, despite the method was to use your finger(s) and rub them over the paper, it is apt to be rather bulky to carry by yourself unless you drive.
The workshop was made successful. The participants who had never done this before, expressed their beautiful souls onto a piece of square paper to the full extent. It is hard to tell you of how thrilling time I had with them as watching (and guiding) the whole process of the unique beautiful artwork was born out. Japan, which has turned to rainy season, have got Hydrangea in full bloom, and I suggested them to draw Hydrangea. Their touch and expression demonstrated during the work gave me inspiration and motivation. 🙂
I personally interpret this drawing process is quite similar to that you are meditating, which it may make you feel quite refreshing. I am so glad that I shared those aspects with them.
Thank you beautiful souls for having me share this time with you.
So, it’s been ages since I posted my drawing work in here last time.
Likewise last one, a pair of hands became the theme again.
Honestly, my hands have been annoying me for ages, literally for ages. I got lost what to do with them to deal with. I am not that innocent to dream about my hands that will get silky smooth skin by taking steroid ointment/ tablet. I am not (yet) selling my soul for it. I used to get angry but have no idea as to where I could throw it. I thought of myself a worthless due to my hands which I could not do one little things well because my swollen hands and fingers do not work, and I spent twice as long as my family and my friends.
And, their appearance are far to those that could have been ‘beautiful’.
It’s quite recently that I started facing my hands and its condition and accept them in true meaning.
They are assertive. They express their anger, sorrow, peace, denial, and on top of them, their pride. They are telling me something by worsening their derma condition (or vice versa), and I finally surrender and accept (or give up) my hands and their state, because my hands raise riot as a result mirroring me in my (sub) conscious mind, what I feel, am I happy or sad so on.
This is my latest ‘a piece of work of the day’ which hasn’t been done in a while.
There is no title, or, I’d name it ‘Mind mirroring’.
I have been a bit suffering from my psoriasis that had been reacting so hard on my both hands since this year. I could not find what prompted me to get, but my hands got totally ugly in look, depressed me in heart, burned me in feel as they were inflammatory, hysterically (yes it is!) itchy, easy to break, and I could not sleep well.
I know it was only excuse but that kept me away from drawing because I could not focus on drawing enough and my epidermis became extremely thin and fragile once I got such a reaction. I was suffering from manipulating my fingers to do something with.
Anyway, so my hands needed intensive care and I had to have observing myself in the closest manner. And it actually inspired me to draw something like below for the first time.
I am very good at driving my delusion to expand, and it urged me to express something like ‘hands are mirroring your mind’ kind of things more or less.
I had rarely drawn hand(s), especially with pastels, and I was not done well this time hence, but I found it fun to do somehow and it is now added to my ‘to draw’ list for more try. 🙂