My Visual Diary...

Dad bought me a set of 6 tiny red indian dolls made of rubber when I was little. My dog Rocky loves to chew on it when I was not noticing. I used to get so mad at Rocky; I ran after him around the house to snatch back my dolls which by then were already covered with Rocky's saliva. YACK!

I found this in one of my sketchbooks over the weekend when I was doing my house-cleaning.





This is nothing new. I simply re-work on some of my older illustrations, hoping to find new inspirations from there.

One of the thing that I have always wanted to do is to fill the wall at my workspace with illustrations I did randomly over the years. These illustrations are deliberately cut-out and pasted overlapping each other on the wall. Like a virtual visual diary of mine coming to life. Also an opportunity to showcase my works without having to pay for the high rental; and no need to beg the arts council for any funding...