I remember moving back to my country after living and working in lion city for 8 years, getting a small studio apartment and legitimately shifting the tiny area into both a work area at daytime till the late hours of dawn, then converting it into a sleeping area. at first i had my own pity parties in my head, which i shook off and decided there's absolutely no sense to having all the comfort in the world, but was lacking in soul. i truly wanted to learn how to paint without having any references; and so i did. i committed myself to risks no matter all possible mistakes -- and man, did i have a lot. then i got to a point where i discovered my own way of painting after teaching myself by staring, reading, and an awful lot of thinking. eventually, i began to also learn on my own graphites, charcoal, and even animation. throughout those years between debacles within myself and reality as it comes, i treat them as my days of self. i didn't earn a lot, unlike how i used to do in media and product design, but i felt happier because those were days i gave to myself fully; and in that respect, i met the few rare, and wonderful people who shared so much of their insight and perception in light despite the harshness of life.
a bulk of my work, especially the portraits, were born out of that.
the arsonists series
oil on canvas
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