Indonesian childhood

I also thought about doing a series of stories based on me and my cousins growing up in Indonesia. That dome-headed little girl is me. My legs were skinnier though.
We lived in a little alleyway in front of the presidential palace. What inspired them to build the presidential palace right in front of some decrepit little alleyway is beyond me. During Bush's visit to Indonesia my family were put under week long curfew. We might be terrorists, it seems.

possible story?

so I was feeling sorta creative yesterday and thought of another little story...
it's all about a brother and sister who lived in a pokey little house... and then they went treasure-hunting... when they accidentally dug through to china!
and that's as far as I got...T_T

Borrowed brush marker

trying out a new blobby marker brush.. it's fun!

Geishas

So those who know me probably know by now how much i like drawing geishas^^;...
I find it really soothing to draw the intricate hair ornaments and the patterning of their kimonos! It's very thrapeutic!

Indonesian summer

various sketches I did when i was in Indonesia last fall. I didn't do much, because sketching while being surrounded by various aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, great-uncles, great-aunts, and a grandpa, who all exclaims "Ooooh! draw me! draw me!" as soon as you pick up your pencil, while being secretly disappointed that you chose to become an animator rather than marrying a dentist and have a mansion in the suburb, is pretty much impossible.

The second sketch, by the way, is based on this Indonesian novel that I haven't read in a long time, abut an illegitimate daughter of a batik merchant.

Cafe (and church) sketching

Some quick sketches I did of children in starbucks and in church. The one from church earned me a death glare from an old lady sitting beside me.