It’s #PaintDay Sundate

Who says the love month is only for lovers? Surely, not! Although Valentine’s Day is so commercialised, it’s still a good season to just celebrate LOVE.

Today, I went to a pre-Valentines date with two of my oldest –and craziest—friends, Jytjyt and Neil. All three of us live in Bangkok and yet we found it difficult to meet up. See how this metropolitan lifestyle is giving us so much excuses not to spend time with special people, no?

We spent a fun-filled afternoon exercising our right brain. With THB799 ($27), we got a 3-hour painting session complete with materials — and a pretty instructor/artist — at Paint Bar Bangkok. The painting of the day was sunset which Neil and Jytjyt did. But because I opted to paint another design, I had to do it on my own. I started with a mistake but I went on and finished my ‘masterpiece’. After all, it’s the fun while doing it that matters.

It was immense joy being able to do ART. Most of my weekends were spent at home reading a book –which is pure delight – but it’s still different when you are able to do something outside with people. As much as we need solitude to reconnect with ourselves and do some introspection, we also need human interaction to nourish our soul.

Visit them at:
PaintBar Bangkok
Piman 49,
46/4  Sukhumvit soi 49, Khlong Tan Nuea, Watthana, Bangkok 10110
Tel: +6681-612-6105

An elephant for luck

Most of the time, writing is like giving birth to me. I keep parroting that I want to write but at the same time I also feel that doing so is an ordeal. Ironic, isn’t it? When I write about my reflections on life, I tend to dig deep within or look back and see how my experiences or other’s experiences can enrich my write-up. The process can be so dragging and at times I get stuck.

I was lying in bed face down while writing “Of regrets and lessons from Malala Yousafzai”. When I got stuck, I just stared at the elephant print on my malong.  I was gonna give up writing and just go to sleep but then I started doodling. While drawing the elephant my brain seemed to be extracting creative juices. After drawing I regained my focus, ready to finish writing. Now I know what to do when I face writer’s block. All I need is another creative outlet like drawing or photography.

Here is my drawing! Elephant is believed to bring luck and fortune. And luck it brought to me indeed because the next day I was able to write the speech I have been meaning to finish since 2 weeks ago.

I’m drawing again :)

My mom used to tease me that I only won a drawing contest when I was 3 years old because of the judge’s misinterpretation of my drawing. In a children’s party we were asked to draw whatever that fascinates us. My mom said when she asked me what I was drawing I answered balloons. Perhaps my drawing was such a mess that the judge who is the father of the birthday celebrant thought of it as an extra-terrestrial object 😉

Whenever I recall my childhood, drawing is always in the picture. In Grade 1, I was always scolded by our teacher because I didn’t pay attention to her discussions. All I did was doodle on my notebook, then my classmates would start gathering around me looking at my drawing. The next thing we hear was the bang on the board – that’s it, I’m busted.

I can’t remember exactly when was the time I started to abandon that hobby. But every time drawing and art cross my path, I  can only think of what our kinder teacher told us, “If you don’t use your God-given talent, He will take it from you”. Then I’d wonder, has He taken it from me already?

After about 18 years, I met a friend who awakened my passion for drawing. I was at what most poets and writers call “the valley” or the lowest point in one’s life when I met him. He was bored in the office, scribbled a man’s portrait and placed it on my table. I smiled looking at his drawing. In my thoughts was the realization that I was too focused on irrelevant things and neglected what could have made me happier.

Since then, I started drawing again. Here are some of my self-declared masterpieces (laugh out loud).

Some people are just capable of bringing out something good in us without them even realizing that they did… – This good friend brought me back into the world of art. His name is Art

Angels don’t just exist in heaven. They are around us in a form of a real friend. This is my friend Angel Oo.

I also challenged myself to paint. And because I am not so kind, I dared myself to come up with a painting using the simplest art material I could grab from the nearest mall at my place – poster paint, brush from an “all items for 20 Baht” shop and black cartolina.  I didn’t do well in overlapping the cartolinas so the line shows. The result is not worth any applause but I just love it.