Fresh

is how I feel, at the moment, after a few days of sleeping late and almost waking up when I want to pee badly in the middle of the afternoon the next day. Shifted my workspace to the living room again and it's great to have so much space around me. I'm still rearranging the stuff here, it's like moving into a new apartment. I left some stuff just around till I look at them and it dawns upon me the solution to their storage/space. There wasn't enough room in the room (ironic!) so my portable book cases (they're these cartons that I've made stand upright with the face open) were lying here and there. Now all three are in the living room with me and my books sit staring at me from near the window. It's not as a spooky as it sounds, hehe, it feels like good company. Good company = doesn't talk, knows who I am, vice versa and will always be there when I need it. :)

Hello again, old friend

It was wonderful surprise to walk into you yesterday on my way home. It has been so very long since our last conversation. You know, before I met you yesterday I had been thinking about you. I strangely find a need to go back all my old friends lately. It has been like a wavelength and now I'm coming back down to the ground. To the root where it all began - my love for this world. The world of wonderful and fascinating things. A world of color and people. I once again find a need to be with you, friend. To sit with you while we look at the world with innocent colored vision. Looking for meaning in each and everything and trying hard then to depict it in brush strokes. You and me. 

Canvas, my friend, I'm thrilled to travel the world with you again! Welcome back.

spiffy and the wacom tablet spiffy

'Meet me on the otherside' - David Gray

I am getting pretty addicted to Deviant Art and ignoring my blog which makes me sad. Blogger is great, don't get me wrong but, only it's easier to upload work there and I haven't much of a writer for a while, therefore I apologize.
I see that Extinctosaur has finally posted something up and I didn't even know until five minutes before posting this.
I did some more work at college > inforgraphics for RHCP and I'd love you to leave comments on it. During this time I found David Gray greatest hits lurking in my iTunes and I'm in love with the compilation, especially Caroline and Hospital Food.
It's the final year now, much still to learn. Now that the infographic week is over I'm going to learn some coloring on photoshop with a wacom intuos 2 that I borrowed from Mrin. Also, I should get back to the Web Design learning venture once again. It's a slow learning process but I think I can definitely build you a website if you give me a month to make mistakes and get it right. ;)

Androidius rejectius - a breed of extremely nice guys

Type is beautiful. They're tiny sculptures but only painted onto paper. Think black and white. The white paper with curvilinear strokes of a letter like O. How it sits so timid and calm but means to say a million things at the same time.

Men in love

the obvious and the not

I love to read to you. I want to do it all my life.

For you I,

For you me,

For you everything,

Everything I could be.

All I can make,

All I can do,

All I can give,

Give everything to you.

A Secret Or Maybe Two.

I'd like to tell you my secret

But, maybe not today.

You should leave now

And return in a while

To be able to get me.

How about we trade two secrets

I'll tell you mine

And you return the favour?

How would it be to keep 

Two precious thoughts safely?

Maybe I should write a book

And maybe you an ode.

Let's riddle our secrets into words.

And let the world read something

That makes no sense to them.

They would never understand

The million things we feel.

Maybe they should stop

In their tracks for a moment

And consider what feeling feels like.

Maybe we could whisper

And let a smile or two escape.

Then maybe life would change

A secret would become two.

Would you like to?

Looking at me

He stood at the door

For he was leaving 

To return once more