I was sorting my things out last night, tidying up my stuff since my family’s moving to a new house this weekend, and found some old art works I did several years ago. I felt sad seeing some of them are almost ruined, the colors are fading. I was able to salvage a few of them, though, and took pictures.
There was a time when I got so obsessed with sketching faces. Just the face, not the whole head. The finished piece usually looks like these–with a sad expression. Maybe I was lonely at that time.
I used to paint and do sketches. I did dream of creating my own masterpieces in the past. Yet, in the course of my life, I’ve put it aside and forgotten the passion. Or maybe, the passion has died.
Once in my life, I liked Beauty and the Beast so much, hence this painting. And I got addicted to animé also 🙂 (inspiration of the picture at the beginning of this article are the main characters in Vision of Escaflowne)
Now, I’m not sure anymore if I’d be able to do anything similar to these works again. The artist hand has turned numb. It doesn’t recognize the brushes and pens it used to love so much. Her eyes have become mere ordinary spectator. 😦