First homework of the semester Part 2

Jessie jots...

As per verbal agreement, more updates on my art work. The two other drawings that I have yet to post.





They don't look exactly alike. She looks like a frog and the baby looks like a tadpole. After so many practises, still have problem with proportions and highlighting. The body is still my most challenging observation. Have to put in more effort already.

Second art work... I know, the middle girl look like a duck. For some reason, all my art work seem animated. Strangely, it was easier to draw the girl with the slanted head.

I wonder how I always do better in class compare to when I am drawing by myself. Samples of my evidence. From left, drawing done by medium vine charcoal, observation of alive and kicking subjects, posing for the sake of art.

Then, the next drawing is done with graphite (2B pencil), tracing outlines of the again, alive and kicking subject without looking at your paper. Sounds easy, but it's really tough. I'm most proudest with the drawing of the guy lying down on the floor, with his head resting on his hand. It is the most realistic as it can get.

Special September twenty-ninth

Jessie jots...

Lots had happened in a week. Last weekend, I was looking forward for next weekend - Emily's wedding on 9/29. And here I am, already Friday. Can't wait to see her in her bridal gown, can't wait to see people I used to hang out with in Target, can't wait to see her little baby girl all spruce up too. It's going to be fun tomorrow.

9/29 also marks a day when Ying San will be flying off to Italy for her Masters degree. What a great person to have great things happen to her. For once and again, I agree that God is fair.

Here's a picture of good times of me and Miss Ying San. Couldn't figure out what Ying San and I were chatting about. My finger was pointing somewhere, so my best bet must be that there's someone or something we both had a common laughing at. Could be Keat Joo as she seem unaware of what's happening around her.

All the '99 Convent girls sat together except Azleena, who was the emcee for the wonderful black and white theme night. Out of a sudden, we noticed a well-wrapped two pieces of watermelon on the clothed table. The culprit? Our poor Ms. Ying San. She thought it's awful to leave the watermelons on the table when she can't throw it away, so just wrap them up for less obscenity purposes. And there goes Ai Nam laughing so hard just thinking was it really necessary. Glad I got this all on camera.

I remember what happened after that reunion was we all drove to a nearby McDs and chat til the wee hours. Everybody's eyes were half close and all yawning away but still wanna stick by for more laughs. Ah, sweet memories.

To Ying San, I had the greatest time last summer. Just to be able to meet with you again was exciting and comforting. Again, I wish you the best of luck for your future in Italy and don't forget to update your blog for me! hehe

Bon Voyage!

First homework of the semester

Jessie Jots...

Last weekend, I had a very good excuse to be out of the apartment for at least the afternoon. We've always been to the nearby Munsinger Garden by the Mississippi River but wasn't there for any legitimate reason.

And so, Sean Connaughty commanded 3 pieces of Gesture Drawing technique on a 18x24 inch drawing paper be done in 30 mins each and all due on Monday evening. Puzzle by the no-guidelines instruction, I opted to go to the Garden to see if I could get anything inneresting. I've not a clue what to start with.


We picked up some wraps with chips on the way there. Very economical and fun, undenieably a great sunny yippee lunch by the river. But as much as we would like to enjoy our wraps and smoothie in our own sweet time, bumble bees discovered us. So we had no choice but to shove our food down the throat before any further disruption.


Gladly unchoked and refueled, I started scouring for a good spot of a scenery or an inneresting something-something to draw. However, too much details - too much going on in the Garden.




Manage to find one later on, which was a brass vase or pot, whatever you named it... and some flowers/plants on it, over it, all over it and by it.




As you can see, a blank canvas... clueless but there's the brass vase and all the plants. Too much, just too much... I can't take it and it was cold too! Too cold to even bring my fingers out from the sleeves.


Oh, look at the consequences of being too ambitious. I did try though, however not as much as I like because of a sore shoulder and too much carb was already making me sleepy.










30 mins later...







I took off my glasses and nap...












I couldn't finish drawing the other two pieces on Saturday. We had to go to a football game as SCSU was playing at home and Charlotte, someone I knew from working in Target, invited us to be there as her handsome boyfriend was the band's conductor. Now I know where Charlotte got her hots for Glenn... he does look sexy when he is conducting. God, how dead serious.

Will post the other two piece in a jiffy.

Why I need a blog?

And so Jessie Jots,

I've been dreading the day to start a blog like two years ago. A friend once told me and insisted that I should, due to the fact that I have a life interesting enough to start a book, needless to say, start a blog. Oh, how flattering...

Hardy ha-ha.

So here I am, already created a blog of my own, not because I think a book company will try to publish my life story but I remember Alex saying, "do not underestimate the power of journaling". I remember reading somewhere in Yahoo news too that the blogosphere is oh-so-needed in today's world as life is becoming more and more complicated. You need to rant, you need to your pay taxes, you need to share and not everyone has the time to lend you an ear. Hence, the blog!

And you ask, what's your fear Ms Rubbernecker? Well, I fear the idea of being under the spotlight. I fear being under public scrutiny - showing people what I can reflect or what I am incapable of can be quite a shame. And most importantly, I fear because I cannot write well.

But then again, I began to see that blog is not about ENGL 101 and I don't have to expose to the masses anyway.

If I didn't start a blog, how can I look back one day and recall all my precious time with some of the people I care for. As you know it, life is a passage. It is a one way street and it can only be comprehended when look backwards. I sighed and wished that blog would exist when I was little. I wished that I knew how to type and speak in English at five years old when life was the happiest. And I guess right now, it's never too late to start.

Allow me to digress. Lets see...

I grew up in a small town, raised in a typical Malaysian family of five, my parents grew up poor, hence the kids grew up frugal and love thrifty items, always concerned about doing well in studies, always active with sports, then lost my dear grandma, lost my best friend, mourned over it, grew fat and bored... you get the drill - all the ups and downs. Life started to change dramatically almost every month since I've been in the US. And since then, I have always been under the impression that I am anticipating for something "great" to happen. It's like I just knew and I could feel that people around me are anticipating it too. But I couldn't figure out what it is that I will be doing that it is worth waiting for considering that I'm this twenty-five year old woman who is recently married, unemployed and now a Graphic Design student... nothing too eventful to see a life taking its action.

Well it is my bad if I've been such a vain pot in the blog about how life will turn itself out for me. BUT if the "great" ever happens, I want to look back in this blog and tell myself, "hah I've told you so!"

Thanks Alex aka Ms Smith, for the inspiration to start a blog. I'm starting to realize life is becoming more interesting at this point. You will see reports coming in soon.