A Poignant Bliss

I leaf again and again through these miserable memories, and keep asking myself, was it then, in the glitter of that remote period, that the rift in my life began; or was my excessive desire for that child only the first evidence of an inherent singularity? I will take my memories with me. In a certain magic and fateful way, I had caught glimpses of an incomparably more poignant bliss.

much love,
Rino Aiigo

The High-priced Damaged Art

We can't erase what was already written or drawn, we can't take back what was sang and said. Old friend, when our days were lived so separately and so apart, after a year or two we finally got each other out of our minds. Some sort of burial was done, quite hasty, quite dusty and quite carelessly. Ten years later, here we are again.. A beginning to something which never actually end. Our lives are now drawn on such major diversity the only connecting parts are our past. The hush-hush ten years ago — the little 'me' you know – and towards you were just an image of a boy whose face resting on his hand looking distantly out west.

Maybe you've been — to the place you were searching for but found not what you were pinning for — and back you are now, I wondered so constantly what you've seen and how you've felt. I guess so that the mystery goes both ways. Perhaps you now find me not who you are expecting to find too. The rough waves have its power to break something beyond recognition. But made a hell of damaged twigs in two person. Ha-ha, but damaged twigs make one hell of an artwork. The most expensive kind.

You have a beautiful nose. I couldn't stop gazing. But you know what the heart says?

A glance is too long, and a gaze is too short.

In-between, and there is no in-between. If there is, it's just the distance between us lips to lips. And the dreams lies in the exhalations of our sighs.

much love,
Rino Aiigo

Armadillo!

Armadillo in a partyhat! I love animals, yes I do! All the odd ones are the ones with the most visual treats and interesting personalities! I'm exploding with joy!





much love,
Rino Aiigo

The Final Outcome

So this is it. The final outcomes. 

I need to think of how to improve

on these soon. It was such a 

beautiful and interesting topic

to talk about, yet I didn't manage

to give it the best it deserves. 

Furthermore, life is a never-ending

project, isn't it? I am like a heart-sick

lover now, missing my ex because

 I didn't see how wonderful he was 

and now I am soaked with tears of 

regrets. 

Shawn's Big Fish

So the storyline finally arrived. I'm actually pretty thankful, 

it was an adorable story. Shawn's Big Fish, the story revolves

around a polar bear name Shawn. One morning, Shawn's mother

and his two brothers went to the pond to learn fishing. But

the entire trip didn't really do any good for Shawn. His brothers

caught fishes but not Shawn. He got teased, he was upset, he was 

sad and Mama Polar Bear tried to console him. He woke up the

next morning determined to catch himself a fish. So he practiced

and practiced, day after day. Finally, he caught himself a fish.. 

A BIG FAT FISH! Happy, and excited, he brought the fish home

and he was praised for his determination, perseverance. 

A very common moral-of-the-story. 

Creating the characters, clothing them and making them come

back to life is the most fun part for me. At first, there was a lot 

of feedback from Amy (my client), that Shawn and his brothers

looks like Cats. I was highly discouraged and disheartened when

I heard that. Therefore, I learned that everyone sees things very

differently. The Polar Bears that I see is as unique as this. 

We eventually came to an agreement to use this Polar bear 

because after all I am the illustrator and I am supposed to design

the character myself, not be told how to. Everything turned out 

wonderful at the end, and Amy was really happy. So, all is well! 

I had a good fun out of this project! I'd definitely do this again

if given another chance~ Wooohoo!  

So glad, we had this opportunity to illustrate a storybook.

This is a really good experience to have. Thank you,

LASALLE! 

with love,

NN

Sitting right

Sometimes, you just accidentally became creative about something. Or one thing you do leads to another. It can be pretty surprising.

A little song

I woke up today feeling strangely tired. I just want to bury my face in my pilllows, they smell like my hair, they smell like me.. Leaving the bed feels like I am leaving parts of me behind. It's so heartbreaking and sad. Of course I don't always feel this way, but today.. Today is different.

So I got up, had a quick shower, melting cigarette in one hand and the rest of my body in the running shower..put on a new set of pressed shirt with shorts, and went to pack my bag. Brought along my guitar as well. I'm gonna name him Raphael. For some reason, the name sticks with such a beautiful feurengel.

A little photo session before I end it off. Today is a day to be different :) good kind of different.

With love,
nn

Blind willow, sleeping woman

Today I decided to stay home and abort the idea of swimming. 'Forget about it,' the voice inside my head said.. 'It's too hot outside, you might get a heatstroke before getting into the pool..' And my headache began to throb deeply, like an irregular rhythm of an awkward person knocking on my heavy, rosewood door knock, knock... knock..knock, knock. knock, knock, knock...

So I turn on the air-conditioner and the table lamp in my study room, sat down politely by my desk and continue my new Murakami book. Just a few minutes into the book, I was drawn into the ingenious work of art. Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman this is one book I will definitely recommend to all my novel loving friends.

I am now at chapter 5, and now it is time to put my beloved book down. Essay beckons. The horror awaits. My prediction? Sleep is not possible tonight.

With love,
nn

Growth

Looking back on my old drawings, it is very very strange. 

I know this person, the person I was when I drew them,

but now I can't really recognize this person anymore. 

Haha, so strange! 

And so I continue to grow, the way I project

changes, but the person I am became more

sensitive to what I see. I want to draw them 

all down. 

Digital painting with a mouse, I was over-challenging

myself. But lucky me, it turned out okay. 

Else my insomnia would come back and haunt 

me until I do this well! 

This cat is probably the tipping point of where I'm gonna 

go afterwards. I was criticized for my line qualities, and

the cat was my experiment and my own workshop. 

And insomnia really did haunt me. 

I'm a child waiting to grow. 

I need a guided mastery !

Sprinkles and dust powder wala magic!

The collection spray exercise. You get beautiful results out of it. 

I will try this again for sure, what an experience! xx