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Saturday, 7 January 2012

Off to a Great Start

And so you take your pencil and place the tip on the paper, and your hand moves smoothly across the surface, as you give shape to the path that opens up before you...

When sketching/drawing/painting, it is efficient that you find a starting point. Like every artist starts with the horizon point, so we are bound to start with something, may it be a point, a line, a shape, etc. Like in our lives, we always start from something, no?

When moving the line across the paper, you realise that it can follow not just a straight path. So you make a curve, a steep turn, a corner, and you either extend it further and towards different directions, or you end back up in square one.


Then you think that the line is better off with company. 


So you draw more lines, either following the same direction, or a different one, sometimes crossing another line, or walking beside it. 


The shapes start to form, and the sketch/drawing/painting becomes clearer now.You can sort of see what will come out of these lines and shapes.


So you continue moving your hand with grace and care, making beautiful patterns on the surface of the paper, and decorating it with cute little shapes.

The figure becomes clearer now, and the sketch is almost done.

But it is lifeless. There is no colour.


Like in our everyday life, when we miss something, it all becomes colourless.

So you grab the paint, may be it be a brush, a marker, a pastel, anything. Anything that can give life to this empty piece.

And so the tools gather, one by one, and they cooperate to make the drawing.


The figure is painted now; it has more life in it.


But, the background is empty. The figure is surrounded in blank-ness.

So you gather all the colours, and command them with the will of your hand to draw and paint the environment, in which the figure is in.

The hours pass without you realising it, but you're still above the paper, doing your best to fill it with life.

And soon, you're done. 

You sit back and watch it carefully. A smile spreads on your lips. 

It is yourself. Your mood, your personality, your very soul, imprinted on this paper. By taking out all your feelings, you made this beautiful piece. By expressing what you feel, who you truly are, you made this wonderful art.


And this is how your journey starts.


So take the pencil, and draw your own lines. The life will open wide before you. 


And don't forget. 

Your figure won't be alone.

:)

Have a good start.

Friday, 6 January 2012

UVERworld - Madara chou (マダラ蝶) Lyrics



Itsumo to onaji jikan ni mezamete itsumo to onaji densha ni yurareru
Futari de eranda heya no akari wa hitori de keshite nemuri ni tsuku

Nanimokamo waruku wa nai kedo ashi kase ni naru omoi dewa hodoite

Watashi wa umi wo wataru madara chou no you ni ima ijou wo motome habataite ikitai
Nani mo nakushite nai to yui kikasete anata ni deau mae ni modotta dake yo iiwa

Kawaru koto no nai mo no ni utsukushisa nante miruse nai
"Karan Koro" aki kakken basho nagara shougakusei ga yoko wo aruiteku

Watashi mo kodomo janainda yo donna ni omoi tsuzuketa to shitemo
Kanawanai koi mo aru to iu koto ni kizuita hi kara nakuno mo jimeta wa

Anna ni sukidata itteta no ni kokoro kawari ni subete sarawarete
Machi no sure chigau hito mitai ni nani mo nakatta sonna kao wo shite
Anata wa owari wo tsugete itta no ni watashi wa sokokara ugokezu ni
Baka mitai tsuyoi onna ni nari sumashite semete saigo wa utsukushiku arou nante

Nani hitotsu urumo no naku ushinau dake no youna kono koi wa sonna mono no you ne
Shiawase no dare ni tsunai da futari no dewa hanasu goto deshika shiawase wo tsukamenai

Anna ni sukidata itteta no ni kokoro kawari ni subete sarawarete
"Hontou ni sukidatta" to ka iiwanaide wasure you to shiteru jan yasashiku nante shinai de

Anata wa subete wo mitekita ka no you ni "eien nante kono you ni nai" tte iiu kedo
Ichi jikan no ni kono youka owatta to shite mo
Ai shi atta jijitsu wa eien ni kienai desho?

Watashi wa umi wo wataru madara chou no you ni subete wo kakete anata no moto ni ikitai
"Tsugi wa, shiawase ni naru" tte odoke te miseru youna
Tsuyoi onna ni naru si wa mou sukoshi kakari sou ne

(translation)
Always waking up at the same time, being swayed in the train, same as always
The light in the room we chose is put out as I sleep alone

Not everything is bad, but the memories that have become shackles are being untied

I want to go, flapping, demanding the above-mentioned now like a butterfly crosses the sea
Telling myself to not lose everything, it would be great if I could go back to before I met you

In an unchangeable thing, there is no beauty
While kicking empty cans with a “clang”, an elementary school student walks beside me

I’m not a child, no matter how far these feelings go
From the day where I realized that a thing called “love that can’t be returned exists”, I stopped crying

Although you said ‘I love you” that much, it was all swept away with a change of heart
Like this city’s disagreeing people, you make a face like there was nothing
Although you told me it was over, I didn’t leave from there
Like an idiot, you pretended to be a strong woman, but at least be beautiful in the end

Without obtaining anything, it’s as if this love just makes us lose things
For the sake of being happy, we held our hands
We can’t hold happiness by just talking

Although you said ‘I love you” that much, it was all swept away with a change of heart
Don’t say “I really love you”, because you’ll try to forget you said it
Don’t be kind

You say “there is no such thing as eternity in this world” as if you’ve seen everything
Even if this world ends after 1 am,
The fact that we loved each other will never disappear, right?

I want to go to the origin of you who starts everything, like a butterfly crosses the sea
By joking around by saying “next, I’ll become happy” to me
You might get just a little closer to becoming a strong woman, won’t you?