Showing posts from January, 2011

Year Book Plan, David Bowie's Eye Make Up

Woo-hoo reader, I've done such a crazy thing. I painted my face like David Bowie's eye make up. Yeah.. guess what I used on my face.. then, you can call me nuts! Well, actually we (me and my classmates) will do photoshoots for our year book. Firstly its theme was "Fairy Tale" -oh shit, what a lame! --> that's the first line that through my mind. Then they changed the theme and it was "Pirate" okay that's great but it's too complicated. Then, the last they changed it again and our theme is now "World of Paint" well, here's the concept :

1. Face painting. Oh snap! I'm so friggin' excited!
2. How about the outfits? it's 100x more simple than 2 themes before! Just mix and match your stuffs and fit it with the sub-theme. DUH, I'M MORE EXCITED, BITCHES!

Geez, I don't really know who submitted this brilliant idea! For those who got this idea, I'm very proud of you bitches. This is totally cool concept!

I genuinely w…

Elle Fanning Time lapse Painting

Okay, this is truly amazing art video by Dany Robert, I found it on his youtube account Igor+Andre, he used Yarka St. Petersburg Watercolor. What an inspirational piece, I've fallen in love with his artwork. It amazes me how the way he draws a beautiful sketches and he's really inspiring me in drawing. Yeah, as we know Elle Fanning is a sister of Dakota Fanning well she's as cute as Dakota though. Alright, she's damn cute. Enough said. A great choice to be a muse.

You Be The Anchor

"You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds"

And honestly, I have been begging for answers
That you and only you can give to me
My voice crying loud
I've been crying for days now
And as I start to run, I stop to breathe
(And I was nearly scared to death)
And I was nearly scared to death
(Why you left in paragraphs)
Why you left in paragraphs
(The words were nearly over us)
The words were nearly over us
You stop and turn and grab your bags

And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every waves drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He said, "Son, that's the question.
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?"

As hours move to minutes
And minutes take longer to break
I will be des…