Secondhand Serenade

At the darkest chapter,
Shines a beacon of purest light,
The air is caught, a sighing fiddle,
Voices congregate, as one unite.

There is none but his nimble grace,
Fingers performing the unscripted act,
His engaging smile, leaving no trace,
The written secret, expertly kept.

His voice, a lilting chanty,
Eyes of garnet etched in marble stone,
A debonair with a sinful ancestry,
Skin of ivory, cold as bone.

Yet his song is meant for one,
A soul in Eden’s finery,
To enrapture her, his quest is done,
A secondhand serenade in lasting memory.

This was written about 2 weeks back. Narrative poetry is so in now for me. I write whatever my inspiration conjures. (: 

Why, hello there.

 

My sister Cindi and our rabbit, Cookie.

 

 

(:

Photography can be relaxing at times.

I intend to upload my previous photography assignments here soon. Wait for it!

Self-portrait

I’m quite sure a title like that would mean a photo of the said thing here. But then again, I’m still at the pencil sketching stage. When I’m done with the inking, I’ll post up a photo of it before coloring it with (ahem) designer gouache.

In the Print Room; Day 2

Oh, we get another chance at attempting our batik-on-wood bookmark. So today, we were at the print room again, doing our, er, best. You can say so. Haha. But it was definitely much more fun this time, because we were all at least blessed with some experience of using the canting, and the coloring and as well as the wax. We’re not professionals, but we sure know a touch more than we do last week.

Since my blog always lack photos, today I bring a load of them!

My finished product. It's actually waves of the sea with the moon. (:

 

We had to do both sides of the stick. This side depicts the mirror images of a random scenery.

 

Haha. I doodled on Joanna's sketchbook.

 

The canting we use to draw, and that's where we collect the wax.

 

Taken from the windowsill.

 

Another test sheet from another class.

 

The uh, pot of molten wax!

 

Another of Joanna's beautiful drawings. And my scribble!

 

Some of my class's finished products!

 

One of Joanna's completed drawings. And she said it's not pretty! D:<

 

Waha. The cups of ink.

Some of the photos are arranged vertically because it was taken that way and I am too tired to tweak them. Haha. But, enjoy! I hope you guys like this tiny insight into my college!

Design 2 Lecture: project 1

We’re asked to do a poster with postcards and badges accompanying it from a selection of quotes.

My quote is

“I try to apply colors like words shape poems, like notes that shape music.” -Joan Miro

*Done with watercolor, gouache, and acrylic on canvas. (:

Cheri-2008