Random Thoughts.

So I keep on repeating Alex Turner's - Stuck on Puzzle the whole morning, drank hot Milo and currently staring at my current workloads. I found this on the net and keep on reading and re-reading it for the sake of the beautiful combination. Shaun Tan, beautiful illustrations and books. *He looks like a different version of my dad. 

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Stories about hearts and piercing cries. Sacrifices and doubts. Selfishness and exhaustion.
It's like walking on a thin cold ice, knowing each step might lead to your next fall.
There is no winning situation. There is only lessons waiting to be learned.

Love is a child's play.
*nudge
Stop joking.

Little Things 21 : 500 days

It's been 500 days with the Lab. 

I met new friends. I met great peoples. I experienced love, hatred, arguments, fights and forgiveness. Faced problems and mistakes. I learned about politics in workplace, sharing foods, going to lunches, how to focus on works and how to be distracted. I learned to tolerate, turned deaf and make stupid dull face to ignore harassments and immature annoyances. I learned to be in a small community, to be a part of a family, to sacrifice and be committed in something. 

I learned how to learn, to do research, to read fast, to extract knowledges, to share. I know awesome stuffs and updates that I probably wouldn't have known if I didn't work here. I am surrounded by a great team that I can look up to. 

It's been 500 days with the Lab.

Thank you all.

Soft Reminder

I received this yesterday. A postcard and 2 tickets :

I bet this came from my dear friend that went to Paris couple of months ago with his family. Oh this pinched my heart a bit. 

One day.

April Post and Drawings Behind It.

Hello!

It's almost May ! I've been a little slow in making more drawings due to the events preparation, fever, Pekan, laziness, work, distractions and hundreds of many excuses :D

And due to my tight schedule, I can't accept any commission work at this moment. So here I'm sharing with you some of my latest drawings. These are available for sale! I've been meaning to put a proper individual post on each drawings and tell bits of the journey along the process. But the next event will be in 10 days and I'll bring all of these too in hoping to sell everything.

Anyhow, if you are interested in buying any of these, do email me at azreen_31@hotmail.com. And oh! *The drawing in the white frame on the right top corner is not for sale. That was a gift from my dear friend.

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Mini 20 x 20 cm

Little Sleepyheads in the making :

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Little Things 20 : Half Blind

This is how I see if I don't wear my glasses on *well, almost.

Half blind.

When I was small, whenever my parents took us out for dinner and on the way back home, I took off my glasses and stared at the window. You know how us, near-sighted people see the lights without any glasses on? It shimmers in colours, with dark black coffee skies as the background. I'll squeeze my eyes and move my face and those colourful lights will move along, dancing.

I can't remember the moment I can clearly see without any help from the glasses or contact lenses. I was  11 and it was so long ago. I remember saying this when I was 11 : "Aw, I can't be an astronaut anymore because I wear glasses. So I'm going to be an archaeologist instead."

Well, apparently I am not both.

:D

The Sleepyheads United

Alhamdulillah, my artwork at SATU x SATU exhibition was sold last week. 

Thank you !

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I watched several series of Grey's Anatomy while doing this *with non-stop tears. Also many other random movies. My mom just gave me "mehh..", after I excitedly showed her the finished work. So much of having real professional artist for a mom =.='

Anyhow, if you are wondering. These little sleepyheads are some of many random creatures that I usually imagine *due to my lack of confidence in drawing human, I feel comfortable drawing some random creatures instead. Although it is not quite right to adore your own drawing, I do feel excited to hang it on MY wall if no one ever buys it. I guess there's something about it being monochrome and symmetrical that attract me. Hmm. 

But thank you soooo much to Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous for buying it. I appreciate it. I'll draw one again for my own wall later when I have time :D

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On canvas. Permanent Marker.

Being Far

It's Sunday morning in Pekan. Cold morning breeze kisses my bones softly. Last night it rained for hours. I woke up several times because it was too cold. My body aches because I slept sideways too long.

I am staring ahead at the green scenery. The air is so cold. So clear. So clean. It would be wonderful to wake up every morning to this.

Morning coffee, cold clean air, and I think I can work in peace.

Reading Session.

This weekend will be my reading weekend! I'll finish off the current book I'm reading and I'll start a new one. Since I've been occupied with events preparation, I have no extra time to do anything else. And I miss my reading session. 

❤

Moleskine Notebook.

Hello ! 

You, Me & Us

On Moleskine Cahiers - Ruled Journal

64 lined pages. Last 16 sheets detachable.

9 x 14 cm. Acid-free paper. Inner pocket.

SOLD.

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Travel Thoughts.

I was waiting for the train. It was raining. It was hot and raining. 

The first train came, I tried to fight all the barbarous women. They were literally shrieking, squeezing, pushing. I gave-up. I let them pass. 

The second train came. The door stopped right in front of me. I squeezed in. Thank God for being in the pinkish woman's coach, I don't need to squeeze in with men. The music was still blaring in my ears. I didn't reach out to slow it down. I was sweating lightly, tall enough to see most women in the sardine-packed coach. Someone leaned her body on my hand while I was holding the nearest pole. Ouch.

The woman next to me gave a smile, and asked me "Is this your stop?". 

"Yes". She smiled and hold my shoulder, gave me a space so that I can go out. 

"Thank you!".

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I personally like big train station like KL Central. It is the closest I can reach to the feel of going to somewhere far. It almost feels like being in an airport. The waiting. The people. The smell of coffee. A place where everyone has a direction. People are stopping by before continuing their journey. 

The mere reason of going somewhere calms me.

It's like smelling a familiar perfume smell of someone in split seconds. 

The familiarity. The closeness. The longing.
And then it is gone.