Paint Stains

If one allowed to backdate these logs? My mind's still in Tuesday mode right now, even though it's now Wednesday in this GMT+8 time zone.

My painting of the hamsters is on Elfwood's main page today.

My allergies have been acting up today.

I made Kim Chi soup for the first time today, by guess-work. God knows I have eaten this spicy red Korean classic so often I could write an article about the places to get it in Singapore, and how they compare. As for the soup I made, it was on the mild side on my parents' request. Not bad though.

I practised some of my Chinese brush work today, and failed miserably to come up with anything for my site's welcome page to do with Chinese New Year (coming Febrary 1st). My orchid-painting techniques improved, but they're not related to the holiday. So, I pulled up an old hidden picture from 2001, fixed the more glaring anatomical problems in the picture, and set up the page. (Click on the deadfaeries link.) Also updated my site contents early yesterday.

I do finally understand Chinese painting now (I think). As a kid I used to criticise how they looked like crazy and random dashes and dabs of the brush on paper. Anyone could do that, I said. When I was around 10 years old and a Chinese language teacher tried to teach us some Chinese culture by introducing Chinese painting to us, that must have been the only time that teacher gave me an A (I haven't done well in languages other than English) for my crazy slapdash painting of pink cherry blossons on black branches. Proved my point about Chinese painting, I thought. (I must have been an intolerable kid.)

And yet today I couldn't repeat when I did at 10 years of age. I don't know if I just got more self-conscious and reverent that the slapdashing couldn't be done any more, or more critical. Certainly I could see that all my brush strokes weren't achieving the ideal shapes that were demanded for the classic Chinese painting subjects! Ah, well.

Currently listening to:
Peter Gabriel's So

Currently reading:
Walter Wangerin, JR.'s The Book of the Dun Cow

Currently working on:
Lament and a tattoo design (not for myself)




	Paint Stains The journal of Janet Chui, starving artist. Home Get Email Updates www.DEADFAERIES.com Jason's Journal Admin Password Remember Me 3803 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2003-01-15 12:48 AM I am aweary, aweary Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Tired Read/Post Comments (5) If one allowed to backdate these logs? My mind's still in Tuesday mode right now, even though it's now Wednesday in this GMT+8 time zone. My painting of the hamsters is on Elfwood's main page today. My allergies have been acting up today. I made Kim Chi soup for the first time today, by guess-work. God knows I have eaten this spicy red Korean classic so often I could write an article about the places to get it in Singapore, and how they compare. As for the soup I made, it was on the mild side on my parents' request. Not bad though. I practised some of my Chinese brush work today, and failed miserably to come up with anything for my site's welcome page to do with Chinese New Year (coming Febrary 1st). My orchid-painting techniques improved, but they're not related to the holiday. So, I pulled up an old hidden picture from 2001, fixed the more glaring anatomical problems in the picture, and set up the page. (Click on the deadfaeries link.) Also updated my site contents early yesterday. I do finally understand Chinese painting now (I think). As a kid I used to criticise how they looked like crazy and random dashes and dabs of the brush on paper. Anyone could do that, I said. When I was around 10 years old and a Chinese language teacher tried to teach us some Chinese culture by introducing Chinese painting to us, that must have been the only time that teacher gave me an A (I haven't done well in languages other than English) for my crazy slapdash painting of pink cherry blossons on black branches. Proved my point about Chinese painting, I thought. (I must have been an intolerable kid.) And yet today I couldn't repeat when I did at 10 years of age. I don't know if I just got more self-conscious and reverent that the slapdashing couldn't be done any more, or more critical. Certainly I could see that all my brush strokes weren't achieving the ideal shapes that were demanded for the classic Chinese painting subjects! Ah, well. Currently listening to: Peter Gabriel's So Currently reading: Walter Wangerin, JR.'s The Book of the Dun Cow Currently working on: Lament and a tattoo design (not for myself) Read/Post Comments (5) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top