Still keeping my pace, one ink drawing (sometimes more) a day, still using my faithful Lamy Safari fountain pen on my A5-sized Folk!Story sketchbook.
Can’t post them every day, though; been so busy these days.
Inktober 2015 Day 16: Swamp Thing
Inktober 2015 Day 17: It Can’t Rain All The Time
Inktober 2015 Day 18: The Joker
Well, I hope I can still keep up and finish the 31-day challenge…
That’s just it. Just some random sketches not to skip a day in this Inktober 2015.
Inktober 2015 Day 13
Inktober 2015 Day 14
Inktober 2015 Day 15
All were drawn using my Lamy Safari fountain pen on my A5-sized Folk!Story sketchbook.
I hate funerals. Ever since I was a kid, for some unknown reasons, every time I attended a funeral I always got weakened and sometimes a fever followed. And it always gave me a bad mood for more than 24 hours afterward.
However, last Saturday I had no choice but to attend it, because it was the funeral of the mother of an old friend. Gotta pay my last respect to her.
Anyway, I brought my sketchbook as usual, and I had the chance to make rough outlines of some friends who attended the funeral. Today I finished the sketches, and these are some of them:
Well, considering they kept moving when I made the outlines, I think some little inaccuracies are acceptable. 😉
I hope no one considers it a weakness. After I made one sketch of a friend’s wife, another friend suddenly called and told me that his wife really wanted to have a sketch of the two of them together.
Say no more.
There it is.
I really-really-really hope no one considers it a weakness.
You know, there is always this one time in a man’s life when he finally has to realize that he cannot help fighting the demons of others and fight his own demons at the same time. At a time like this he has to choose. The same way a man must choose to become a monster, so the others may stay humans. He has to make his decision.
And last night I’ve made mine.
I’ve finally stopped fighting my demons. We’re on the same side now.
There is a better place than this silence
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