Done Diddly-Doo

Obviously the elongated tail ends of the 'F' and 'C' that makes up the event name is extended to form a pathway for the cyclist. And everything is kept as minimal as possible as it works best that way to convey the simple message.
So yeah, if you happen to live in Kebun Baru, go ahead and join in the fun! I mean it's only freakin' $2, isn't that a great deal or what. Plus you'll get some free stuff like a tee and towel and a chance to win in a lucky draw. So there's no excuse to be a lazy!
Cheers! Read more...
Year of the Rabbit
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Dwarf Rabbit 25.7cm x 36.4cm Acrylic on canvas |
Illustrators Drawing Illustrators
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Mara Cespon Portrait(c) Sarah Zainal Abidin Mara's blog is over at http://mara-louise.tumblr.com. Go check it out! Mixed Media A3 Size |
{Request} Hello Kitty
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Watercolor & Pencils. A4 size. |
She liked the rabbit I drew for her on her handmade birthday card. It was a pink watercolor rabbit and I attached a real satin ribbon bow around its neck. I was really happy to hear that she pasted it somewhere in her room and that she really treasured it.
I guess she's the inspiration for this work after all- her fascination with Hello Kitty, all the girly-ness and childlike imagination. Read more...
Illustrations for School
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Character Designs |
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Sewing Room |
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Laundrette Street |
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The classic fairytale- Hansel & Gretel |
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Attempt at gradient mesh tool on Gretel's face. |
It was a mad rush to create these works nearing their deadlines but it's what I enjoy doing. And honestly I'm thankful to the pressure as it's what makes me work hard- trying to beat the clock and squeezing all my creative juices in my brain and putting my drawing skills to the test, yet still learning new tricks.
It's my holidays now and one of my goals is to just keep drawing! So i have a new blog dedicated to drawing portraits simply using a ball-point pen at http://ballpointpenportraitsbysarah.blogspot.com/. The name's kinda long but it helps me to keep focus on its main purpose.
Anyway check out this cool initiative: http://travelwritedraw.blogspot.com/2010/12/illustrators-drawing-illustrators.html and participate. Deadline's TODAY- end of 28th December! The blog's seriously amazing too. Read more...
Selling Post! Well sorta...
Ocre yellow Trench Coat
Watercolor and pencils on paper.
Limited myself to 4 colors- Vermilion, yellow ocre, pale orange and brown.
Liking how it turned out =)
Black Leather Pants
Just satisfying the recent drawing thirsts. Not very confident about posting this up... but here it is anyway.
Vahidha's
Everyone keep asking me if it's hair or a scarf. It's only her decision that matters.
back from long hiatus
turto
saying it out
it led me to the realization that i could have taken her for granted. have i? it was hard to remember her features. which part of her had i inherited? i wanted to use my own reflection as an easily accessible reference. after all i am from her. what i remember better is her spirit. my memory of her is beyond her appearance and that is what matters to me at least. indeed there's nothing like a mother's love. her strength, energy shaped a major part of my world and how i view it. yet i see her too as a human- the tribulations that i had seen her endure reveals a strong-willed woman whose energy transcends into my world. that was how i wanted to depict her. i see her colors as beautiful, passionate and cheerful overcoming the dark areas in her life. at times the darkness might engulf her but i always expect her to pull through whatever difficult situation. i was very much influenced by how an indonesian artist popular for his self portraits, affandi, viewed and portrayed himself as a spiritual entity represented by flows of energy.
the theme for drawing class today was "this is my mother" which i felt i had to find a deeper meaning rather than just a simple portrait of her. a mother is way more than her role in society of doing household chores, bearing babies and more than being a mother in itself.
i was peeling away the external layers to really search for the way i feel about her.

and here's a shot of yours truly- greasy back from school look with messed up hair and faded lips. and oooh my gold leaf earrings matches my handphone now!
warning post is about to get girly. retreat before any of you boys puke if you haven't already.
gave this 4 year old baby her third skin change. diy-ed with gold pixels and floral stickers. major attention seeking bling. whenever i whip it out well... you can imagine what people will say.
it's not entirely covered yet but the pink and gold seems to work well for me. disco days, pixel geek, feminine floral, classy gold- all these themes seem to be mixed into one.
price wise i got a really good deal. each patch of gold stickers bought at $2.50 and the floral ones were $1.90. so i've used up less than $6 worth of stickies for this phone. saw the same pixel stickers being sold at $9 per piece at a shop in Jurong Point which is more than 3 times the price of what i got them at.
and don't ask me where i got them. i basically raped the shop of these stickers and have none of the gold ones left i suppose... unless they're restocked- whereby i will selfishly rape them again of these goodies.
yup don't ask. lol.
musical eccentricity on canvas
still life class drawing

Painting On Wood

Doll-like Cubism
"In A Grove" Illustrations
The story opens with the account of a woodcutter who has found a man's body in the woods. The woodcutter reports that man died of a single sword slash to the chest, and that the trampled leaves around the body showed there had been a violent struggle, but otherwise lacked any significant evidence as to what actually happened. There were no weapons nearby, and no horses- only a single piece of rope, a comb and a lot of blood.
The next account is delivered by a traveling Buddhist priest. He says that he met the man, who was accompanied by a woman on horseback, on the road, around noon the day before the murder. The man was carrying a sword, a bow and a black quiver. All of these, along with the woman's horse, a tall, short-maned palomino, were missing when the woodcutter discovered the body.
The next person to testify is a homen (a released prisoner working under contract to the police, similar to a bounty hunter). He has captured an infamous criminal named Tajomaru. Tajomaru was injured when thrown from a horse (a tall, short-maned palomino), and he is carrying a bow and a black quiver, which do not belong to his usual arsenal. This proves, he says, that Tajomaru was the perpetrator. Tajomaru was not carrying the dead man's sword, however.
The next testimony is from an old woman, who identifies herself as the mother of the missing girl. Her daughter is a beautiful, strong-willed 19-year-old named Masago, married to Kanazawa no Takehiro- a 26-year-old samurai from Wakasa. Her daughter, she says, has never been with a man other than Takehiro. She begs the police to find her daughter.
Next, Tajomaru confesses. He says that he met them on the road in the forest, and upon first seeing Masago, decided that was going to rape her. In order to rape Masago unhindered, he separated the couple, luring Takehiro into the woods with the promise of buried treasure. He then stuffed his mouth full of leaves, tied him to a tree and fetched Masago. When Masago saw her husband tied to the tree, she pulled a dagger from her bosom and tried to stab Tajomaru, but he knocked the knife out of her hand, and he had his way with her. Originally, he had no intention of killing the man, he claims, but after the rape, she begged him to either kill her husband or kill himself- she could not live if two men knew her shame. She would leave with the last man standing. Tajomaru did not wish to kill the Takehiro in a cowardly manner, so he untied him and they had a swordfight. During the duel, Masago fled. Tajomaru dispatched the man and took the man's sword, bow, and quiver, as well as the woman's horse. He says that he sold the sword before he was captured by the bounty hunter.
The second-to-last account is that of Masago. According to her, after the rape, Tajomaru fled, and her husband, still tied to the tree, looked at her with great disdain. She was ashamed that she had been raped, and no longer wished to live, but she wanted him to die with her. He agreed, or so she believed- he couldn't actually say anything because his mouth was still stuffed full of leaves and she plunged her dagger into his chest. She then cut the rope that bound Takehiro, and ran into the forest, whereupon she attempted to commit suicide numerous times, she said, but her spirit was too strong to die. Of all of the accounts of the crime, the woman's is arguably the least believable, and in great discordance with the other two. At the end of her confession, she weeps.
The final account comes from Takehiro's ghost, as delivered through a spirit medium. The ghost says that after the rape, Tajomaru persuaded Masago to leave her husband and become his own wife, which she agreed to do under one condition: He would have to kill Takehiro. Tajomaru became enraged at the suggestion, kicked her to the ground, and asked Takehiro if he should kill the dishonorable woman. Hearing this, Masago fled into the forest. Tajomaru then cut Takehiro's bonds and ran away. Takehiro grabbed Masago's fallen dagger and plunged it into his chest. Shortly before he died, he sensed someone creep up to him and steal the dagger from his chest. Throughout, it is obvious that he is furious at his wife.