It's graduation season, so I think parents will be very busy. In my case, As soon as the second daughter's graduation ceremony is over, I must prepare an older son's prom party and graduation ceremony. Working as an artist while supporting families and raising children is a hardship that I cannot share anywhere. If I have enough time, if I have two hours a day to immerse myself in something and complete it, I think it will create a better environment for making something. But to me, two hours a day, just for me, is a luxury like an unnecessary excessive accessory. So I try to earn time to work day by day with a desperate heart like a soldier who goes to war. But after fighting this kind of war several times, it seems that I have my trick. So, I tend to allocate my time much more easily than before and work. For example, in a month with many busy events, such as June, I usually choose small tasks to draw at once. So yesterday I painted an orange rose. Yesterday's work was significant because I had to draw roses one by one on paper whenever I had free time to open a paint flower shop later.
Today, I would like to show you the procedure I drew with pictures briefly.
Orange is a vibrant and fiery color that represents life, energy, passion, and excitement. "Orange roses are a symbol of energy and enthusiasm. These bright flowers will immediately raise the energy in a room. You might find yourself more motivated." (Posted in History, Hunter's Special, Orange rose, Symbolism)
I chose the orange color to convey bright vitality, energy, and joy to someone. And I sketched with a 2H drawing pencil, as shown below. The tip is to draw without making a mistake once drawing because it uses a rough texture and paper color as the background without painting the background separately. If I make mistakes often and leave traces of pencil lines and erased marks, not painting the background becomes meaningless and messy. Therefore, I had to concentrate all my attention when drawing the sketch. I drew a rose, but the flower part was as beautiful and vivid as possible, and the stem was twisted and natural. Because in the philosophy of my paintings, beauty, and the pain to create that beauty always coexist. The shadow beneath the twisted stem is the good life we have always imagined.
Then, I took out a watercolor pencil and drew the second sketch as shown below. At this time, the already calculated shadow is added.
Then, I put water on the brush and arranged the color of the rose step by step.
Next, considering the light coming in as a highlight, I mixed acrylic paint with white, white, and orange and then painted the bright part using a light orange color.
Now, as the next step, I used red and dark orange to arrange the dark shades as shown below.
I painted the floor of this orange rose. First, touch the bottom with acrylic using a flat brush.
Then, carefully sprinkle thin, shiny shards on it. At first glance, I felt like a part of the reflected light of the orange roses. It is from the hope that our lives will be able to twinkle innumerable in the countless ups and downs.
Below is the finished state with pixative applied. This is a state that is completed to the signing of the identity in the last picture.
And at the bottom is the packaging before finding its real owner.
Among the lyrics of the song "You are reflected in the smile of Shin Seung-hoon," a Korean singer, there is the following text.
You may not be beautiful than a rose
But your scent is stronger
You may not be brighter than moon
But you’re warmer
Looking at your picture on the table
I sadly call out for you but you just
Stare back at me wordlessly with a smile as always
This paper orange rose may not be as beautiful as a real rose, but I hope that the fragrance conveyed through this painting will come out and make your day lively.
Today, I attended the graduation ceremony for my daughter's Pre-K. Yesterday we received the latest updated notice from the school district stating that it is okay to hold a large gathering, not wearing a mask, and not keeping 6 feet apart. Compared to the situation last year where no event could be held, I am grateful for today's extraordinary situation. Before the ceremony, my husband, who was sitting next to me, asked me to look at the sky for a moment. It wasn't even after it rained, but I can see a rainbow around the bright sunlight.
Like a rainbow , I hope that the same pain as last year will no longer occur. I hope that all children can learn without masks, play safely, and grow up without worries.
With the start of the event with a large number of people, a welcome email arrived from the Art Expo booth director. It will be held three weeks earlier than previously planned.
Artexpo New York will host over 400+ innovative exhibiting artists, galleries, and publishers from across the globe, showcasing exciting original artwork, prints, paintings, drawings, sculpture, photography, ceramics, giclee, lithographs, glass works, and more-all under one roof.
Last year, I had a good opportunity to exhibit one of my paintings at the Expo booth through the 2019 online art competition hosted by Circle Foundation For the Arts. (Circle-Arts.com) The winning picture was a small picture titled " Small enough to hide".
The magpie is a bird of the crow subordinate. It is a symbol of good luck in Korea because of its unique cleverness, the pretty pattern of black and white, and the unusually loud cries. In folk beliefs, it is introduced as a representative auspicious person in Korea, such as welcoming guests when a magpie cries or playing the role of a tooth fairy who brings new teeth to old teeth. It is also a messenger that brings good luck and good news.
When I was a kid, it was really interesting to see people welcome this little bird with a symbol like that. It's just a small bird, but the Koreans put this bird's name on it and sang it for generations.
"Magpie ! Magpie! New Year’s Day is yesterday. Our New Year’s Day is today."
Actually, this song was written for Korean children in 1924 by Korean teacher Yoon Geuk-young 100 years ago. It was made for the children of this land, who had only Japanese songs during the Japanese colonial era, hoping for a new day even in the dark times.
The magpie was a bird that conveyed a message of hope to Koreans, who suffered from the domination of the great powers and lived without any hope, to wait for good news, especially for children in Korea.
I wanted to capture the hope that this little bird conveyed one day. With the most Korean colors, I drew it with only black and white at once. This little bird is in fact so petty and weak that it has no presence. It doesn't stand out and is always small enough to hide in a corner. But when this bird sits on a weak branch like itself and cries loudly, its bright and hopeful energy fills the whole world. Just as Korean children at that time overcame the pain of the present when they saw this little bird, the lessons that small things give are always strong.
Unfortunately, a pandemic has occurred when we heard that this painting will be exhibited at the 2020 New York Expo. The coronavirus has literally gone out of sight and continued to hide, sending many messages of fear and despair. Especially our 4 year old daughter was very afraid. It was probably the most difficult for the children who did not know the meaning about pandemic and, were locked up in the house and listening to their parents' conversations.
I failed to convey the message of hope that this little bird gives through my paintings in 2020, but I hope that message will be delivered again at the Expo exhibition hall that is newly opened after the pandemic.
For the first exhibition in New York in 2014, I prepared about 20 paintings. Of the 20 paintings, 5 were brought from Germany, and the remaining 15 were painted after moving to the United States in 2013. When I look at the paintings, I can feel the traces of struggling to find meaning in loneliness, mainly at night. I can freely express the objects regardless of light because I have primarily drawn images in dreams or imaginations rather than objects that exist in reality. Post-Impressionist painters would have ran out of the studio with an easel to express objects that change from moment to moment depending on their angle of light. In the early days, I also longed for the angle of light and the mystery and splendor of light, so I tried to draw the reflected light. But one day, I was in a dream and saw a color that did not exist in the world.
As you know, in the dream space, there were no lamp or sun to scatter light. How can color exist without light? And then what does it mean the seeing the object? Is the color I remember unconsciously appear in my dreams? It was the first time I saw those colors that didn't really exist in the world. When I had read the Bible, I found the phrase to describe angels that there is such white color that the white color of the world cannot express. "
"After six days Jesus took Peter, James and John with him and led them up a high mountain, where they were all alone. There he was transfigured before them. His clothes became dazzling white, whiter than anyone in the world could bleach them. (Mark 9:2-3)"
No matter how much people in the world whiten it, the color white cannot be made so white. There really was such a color. From then on, I got a goal. It's not perfect, but I have a desire to try my best to express it. I will be delighted to tell the world about the colors I saw at that time in my dream and show them that feeling. I know how difficult it is, but I decided to think hard and study hard. Since then, a night without light has been a good subject. And sometimes, emotions and energy that cannot be explained in the sunshine are found at night.
The night is the time when all the splendor of the world shown while the sun was rising is temporarily extinguished. A famous actress told that she received spotlights and praise from people, returned home from work, and opened the door to her house, she saw a dark and empty room, and got easily depressed from the silence and emptiness. The scene with the lights turned off showing the splendor and beauty of life in detail is lonely and empty just looking at it. In the loneliness and silence of the darkness, I expressed the feelings experienced at night by a person who leaves his hometown and ventures to a new place.
In a foreign land, no one knows that we were once the twinkling people of our homeland. No, maybe no one is interested, and I don't know if the answer is correct. But, one day, this fact comes one day with feelings of nostalgia, loneliness, and emptiness after a certain amount of time has passed after leaving home and living with new challenges.
At night, the bustling noises of the world disappear naturally, and only then can you entirely focus on yourself. Ironically, the truth is that the self that is wholly felt without all the trophies or accessories in the world is the true ego. Perhaps the loneliness and emptiness you feel at times like this are the original feelings that are not decorated. That's all right, you don't need too much to decorate it by force. Sometimes you just have to accept it and let those thoughts flow naturally. It's like quietly taking a breather before tomorrow's brilliant morning. Time passes, and everything in the world changes. The darkness and pain that seem to stay in my heart forever will disappear without a trace someday.
In the Bible, Jacob was driven out by his brother Esau and wandered in the wilderness, and he could not find a place to lie down for a while, so he slept on a stone pillow at night. Then he saw the angels ascend and descend on the beautiful stairway to heaven in his dream, and he awoke and set a stone boulder. In fact, there was a stairway to heaven wherever Jacob went without having to mark it with a stone. It just wasn't visible.
One part of this story is the motif of the two pictures above.
I hope that these two paintings will display on the house, giving them such a happy and radiant energy wherever they are and at any time.
When I had my first exhibition in Germany, I never dreamed that I would sell my work. I was so just excited because of that warm heart that just came to my first exhibition, looked at my paintings, and gave good reviews. Visitors looked at the pictures with clear eyes and an innocent posture as if a baby were curious about the world. I found them more beautiful than any other work. Then, in my first exhibition, I sold my first work, and the painting below was an acrylic painting titled Overlap. It was a long time ago, but I do remember. He was a retired civil officer, and he loved buying and collecting paintings as a hobby. When he purchased the picture, he said he wanted to buy it because there was something special.
I am still grateful that it was the first work I sold after making my debut as a painter. Since then, I've sold many paintings, but I think the memories of that time are the most memorable, like my first love.
Since then, I feel that I have grown more mature than I was at that time through the process of painting, exhibiting, and selling paintings. Instead of feeling excited about selling pictures, it has turned into concerns and prayers about whether the work will find a good owner. I hope that my paintings will be hung up on happily by meeting a kind-hearted person who knows the value of art and work and receives attention and love. Perhaps these feelings are similar to the feelings of parents who sent their daughters in marriage. And I wish that all the families living in the house where the picture is hung live life with much happiness and joy.
Someone once told me that she couldn't paint anymore because she was afraid that her painting would rot in the storage. I understand her mind. However, as more I draw, there comes a moment when I feel free more from this mind. It is because I have experienced that each painting meets its owner by its own time and coincidence. The process are miraculous and beautiful, and sometimes it's more fun than drawing.
Yesterday, the two works met their master and went on a trip to the owner's house. The owner is the person I want to learn from his life story, who has built, grown a financial company from A to z with her own hands.
You probably know how hard it can be to run a business and run a company. I have a lot of respect for them. Because even running a small family is often overwhelming. He, too, faced difficulties in his business, but he overcame them with his unique tenacity and perseverance. Above all, he is an artist who takes his photos, collects works, and creates theories with his philosophy. Like the fundamental spirit of community art, he is already a great artist in that he enriches the lives of others with what he has and shares it with others. I guess that creativity and publicity probably helped a lot in business. He has been working on transforming texts such as poetry and mathematical theories into artistic images. This attempt is fascinating, and when I have time, I will post it in the corner of math and art.
Among the paintings sold this time, the one on the left, "The colors of fall" is a work that captures the splendor and strength of autumn and the calm energy on canvas. It seemed as if the leaves of autumn or flowers were exhibiting to the world in various beautiful colors such as yellow, orange, brown, and deep red by maturing their youthful and lovely times in spring and summer before winter came. Just as many people take pictures to keep a specific object or memory in mind for a longer time, the color of autumn is also shown as its color because they want to preserve the splendid past time. And in other words, it isn't easy to possess the energy and color that the colors of autumn convey to us, just as the beauty cannot be expressed even when taken in a photograph. So, I wanted to draw a little bit of the energy and beauty of that moment with the heart of keeping the beautiful fall.
The picture on the right is "overcome", literally overcome. Since my first debut in 2011, whenever I feel such energy from a tree, I immediately put it on canvas and create a series under the name of Overcome. I always think intense energy when I see a tree standing beautifully, bending, moving, and dropping its most substantial part to persevere and overcome the hardships of many years.
Like our life, it is distorted, broken, bent, and shaken by many winds and rains, but we will live again and somehow overcome it and grow into one big tree. The shapes that he overcomes by himself are so beautiful that they simply become works of art. People are crouching like that tree in fear of being hit by the rain and wind in life. Then they think once in a while, "I can get up and show off again with my back straight." But he learns that life is real and not fantastic. It doesn't pay as much as the effort, and it's strangely unfair to anyone. At that time, like the tree of Overcome, it seems impossible to get up. Rather, it grabs the stone on the floor and digs deeper into the stone. But after many years, looking at the tree itself becomes art. The traces of years of hard work, perseverance, and concession to win are solidified as they are. When people see such a tree, they feel strong energy. And the transmitted will to live tells others the meaning of life. Even if it is twisted, it does not show off, and it does not matter if it bends in the wind and rain. We will one day stand up again, like the trees of Overcome. And those movements will be deeply engraved on our faces, attitudes, careers and voices in our lives. And that history itself becomes a work of art.
I hope that these two pieces will radiate a lot of happy energy from the owner's house. And once again, thank you to those who love art and know the value of art and purchased it.
BTS, a famous popular idol, released a new song called Butter that will melt the hearts of many people on May 21st. BTS became the first Korean pop group to be nominated at the Grammy Awards for best pop duo/group performance. If I look at the Korean community, someone sayings share the same opinion about BTS. The public watch their growth through the sincerity, passion for music, honesty, and innocence that BTS have created in music so far. Most of all, even those who do not know BTS music will have no choice but to like their music if they have watched the growth. Watching the process is really interesting and always creates tension and admiration. If you have a chance to show someone the process, it will be exposed moment by moment, so it seems that the eyes around you will be very concerned. Sometimes it can be stress itself. If they didn't love music, it would have been difficult to bear the tremendous pressure. I learn a lesson from the beautiful and robust attitude to their music.
The same goes for painting. If I don't have the passion for the process, I don't want to know more, and I want to only compete and win, I won't be able to paint a picture that comforts and touches people's hearts. So the more I draw, the more difficult it seems to be in dilemmas.
Someone once told me that he knew the owner of a famous painting selling site. So if I were to ask for a favor, in other words, if I open the back door and go in quietly, I'll catch a good opportunities to show my picture in the main display page. But I didn't it. Because first, I'm not a great artist, and above all, also I'm afraid that it will become a habit. In my opinion, the worst-case scenario is that easily achieved achievements become a habit. Once someone indulges in that sweet taste, they lose sight of the authentic flavor they can obtain through painting. So I believe that we should always be on the lookout for what is given without reason and effort. But after all these flavors, we face the biggest problem, the economic situation. It really can't be ignored. Such concerns are hidden in every corner of the lives of all painters. Above all, there is one thing that helps me overcome this ambivalence well and focus only on the painting itself. It is because the art lovers willing to buy the picture because they like the artwork itself.
To give up buying another to buy one piece of this paper! It is tough to explain. Sometimes I sell my paintings to buy an iPad. But painting lovers buy the paintings instead of buying an iPad. Actually, I often admire people who love and buy paintings more than people who draw.
Today, I prepared to ship Yellow Roses, the first painting of a painting flower shop that opened a few days ago. Because it is a paper painting, I am most concerned about the delivery. What if it gets wrinkled on the way? What if it gets wet? Like a mother sending her child to school, I worry about this and that. So first, I bought an acrylic plate to don't wrinkle and put the artwork in it. Even then, I was not relieved, so I put the painting in the acrylic bag again.
Finally, I made a card with a thank you message to the pretty heart that bought me the yellow rose, and I also included a vital invoice.
After all these preparations are done, tomorrow I will carefully post pictures.
When I first moved internationally from Germany to Stony Brook, there were so many things to do, such as opening an account, finding a house, registering my son's school, making a friend, and so on. But, most of all, my husband was at work, my son was in school, and I lived a hard life as an immigrant with painting and housework. Additionally, I've heard that there are many gun accidents in the United States, but the thin door always gave me fear, and I was surprised to hear that even the sound of a flat tire on the road was a gunshot. Everything felt new and strange and cold as if trapped in a small island. But we got used to it step by step with the help of the neighbors around us. At first, we were not aware that we had immigrated because we temporarily moved for work.
The picture below is a picture depicting a scene from the first exhibition in New York, walking away from home at night.
As time goes by, 2014, Myungja Anna Koh
However, as we gradually get used to the surroundings and live longer by receiving green cards, we eventually realize that we are the first generation of immigrants. And now, I live with a sense of duty to be the hometown of our children's hearts. But as we were getting accepted to the sad, lonely, complicated, and rewarding lives of immigrants, we faced a pandemic.
Probably, when the whole world sees New York, I think they're probably thinking somewhere in hell. It was my first time in a foreign country, so I was bewildered.
But even though we were confined like that, we survived by comforting and cheering each other and exchanging information. At the time, I thought about whether offline exhibitions would be possible in the future, but now the gallery is finally opening an offline show. The member exhibition will be held at the Millpond House Gallery from June 19th to July 18th.
"You make me smile" to introduce through this member show is a digital painting. Due to the sudden and unexpected pandemic last year, many people lost their laughter and hope. We are slowly returning to our daily lives, but we still have wounds, anxiety, and fears in our hearts. This painting is an expression of the little smile my 4-year-old daughter showed me when the coronavirus peaked last year. When I heard the depressing news, I looked at the pictures stored on my phone, and my daughter took her selfie unwittingly. As soon as I saw the photo, I laughed out loud. Then I drew it digitally in the hope that everyone would laugh again. And like this laughter, I hope that we will soon find our pre-corona daily life ultimately.
Psychologist Sigmund Freud once said, "Humor is an adult sense of liberation that brings us back to the playful state of mind of infancy." A childlike laugh and humor like this make a bleak life happy. In 2019, In Korea, among the travel photos that people took while traveling, they collected and exhibited pictures that made people laugh.
In this attempt by the brave people, the people who looked at the photos had fun together. Now, like in 2019, it has become a hope that we will be able to return to our daily life and get these travel photos again, but we believe that we will find laughter again.
Although the doors are still open now, people are afraid and worried. But still, I believe we will get through it better. 'Cause, we're the ones who make each other smile.
Besides being a painter when I was a child, my other dream was to become a florist. Once upon a time, there was a small flower shop nearby my house, and the young woman florist who sold flowers was so pretty and elegant. She always wore a dress that looked like artwork with flower patterns, and she always smiled whenever I had eye contact with her. Everyone in the world was busy eating and living, and life seemed like a battlefield, but somehow I felt that the flower shop was a different world, like a paradise. Is it the reason I received a little comfort from flowers in a difficult life? I have loved flowers since then. However, now I know that even the inside of the flower shop was like a field of thorns.
Still, I may have wanted to live as pretty and elegantly as the florist in the messy reality. So art was like a flower shop to me in that sense. The world is full of envy, jealousy, pain, and sorrow, but the pictures in the frame are always beautiful.
When I was in Germany, I visited a special exhibition of Japanese photographers in ZKM. the artist took the photos close-up of the street after the Fukushima disaster. Through the production, the artist conveyed the message that Fukushima's nuclear explosion and the world collapsed, but the sea was still beautiful and calm. In a world where beauty and pain coexist, he says he thought about what art is. The situation that it is challenging to make the disaster the subject of art has remained unchanged. But I believe that the intention to show the world as it is changing the world little by little. It is hard to talk about pressures such as political, economic, and very personal forces at play.
Anyway, I didn't become a florist, but I would often present a picture of flowers to someone to show my appreciation in exchange. This painting was given as a gift to a professor who helped my husband study for a long time and became a good mentor.
I will still never forget the pure and clear eyes he showed me when he received the picture as small as the palm of his hand. He truly knows the joy and comfort of art and has since become a major customer of my pictures. Even though I drew pictures with intentions and inner meanings that I did not tell anyone, he used to guess the secret intentions right away. One of the reasons why I was able to paint without letting go of the brush is because of customers who have this kind of sense.
My flower shop doesn't sell real flowers. If you don't throw it away on purpose, it won't wither instead and stay with you for a long time. But instead of feeling no energy anymore when the flower withers, the painting flower will still retain many feelings. I started a project called The Painter's Flower Shop. I draw only one flower with acrylic on this white A4 sized paper.
The flowers painted there look painful because their stems are twisted, and shadows are everywhere. However, from a distance, it is still a single flower. Beautiful, like our life.
Principally Korean says an exciting word for some pictures, and it is called "It's like a calendar picture(Qeugeon dallyeog geulimgata-a)." If someone doesn't feel something extraordinary when they look at the paintings, it's a monotype, lack of character, and hard to figure out who drew it. As usual, people say that it is likely to "A dim a dozen." I want to say that it can compare copying artworks without artists' signature to actual paintings.
Artist's works have signatures and titles, which means that they can identify as if babies receive their parents' character and names. Also, artworks have aged, and they are getting older like human beings. Additionally, the artists put their passion, desires, and wishes on their works, and then they hope that art lovers live in happiness and wellness. Most of all, they want to look at it anytime and get lots of energy from it.
My one of the customer, who bought the overcome's series, told me that she'd like to see this artwork whenever she wakes up in the morning. So I assume that it is giving her some energy to strengthen up weakness. So still now, I sometimes pray for her, that she lives energetic and powerful in her life.
The picture that artists draw includes their hope, philosophy, and vision. Besides, it is the world that wants to show the public their artistic aspects. Hundertwasser was an Austrian visual artist and architect(1928-2000), strongly recommended to his art collector to carefully preserve his works. He insisted that they should keep the pictures at the proper temperature and humidity with minimal lighting. Sometimes, he called to his customers to ask his artwork's regards, " How is the picture doing?". And then the curators and art collectors did hesitate to receive his calling.
In my opinion, caring baby and art holding are the same concepts on this point. Ofen, I liken artwork to the same position that the parents sent their daughter to be a bride. If she meets a beautiful partner and gets married to him, after then, she lives very well for her entire life. It is the same willingness of our parents, and also the same feeling with artists. Frequently I don't want to push to sell my works even if they have some interest in them because I believe that artworks already have their owner. I think that it seems like a destination. And then I can let it down to sell my paintings naturally.
There is a significant crucial in the actual paintings. When I visited the Kunsthaus in Swiss with my family, we saw a small picture and stopped in front of it for a long time. It drove my soul with sadness, joy, and desire feeling. A curator stands by the image strictly. It was Vincent van Gogh's artwork. Actually, I discovered that people could cry while they look at the artworks. At the moment, I get exceptional experience that it opens the tunnel between the recent and the past, and then we can communicate each other and exchange the feeling together. It was one of my memorable moments about the particular painting. Therefore, I can tell the differences between copies and reals convincingly.
If it has identification such as signature, title, ages,and it's own private stories or if it gives you some unique emotion like sadness, delight, meaningfulness, etc. Also if it can give you some energy or you would like to keep preciously even though you don't know the reason.
Conclusively, I decided and spoke myself day after day whenever I sit on my chair to draw it. "Please bless me, encourage me to avoid painting such as calendar pictures.
When I was a little, I drew pictures for my friends from time to time, such as their puppies, birds, and cats. Some friends gave me fifty won (same as 50 cents as us dollar) as rewards. The amount of the price was likely to buy a small kids bread at that time.
Always I refused to get it from them because I didn't want to receive anything from my little art lovers. But someday, a girl asked me to draw her newborn puppies and gave me fifty won. With a happy smile, she told me, " You deserve to get it because you help me to realize the joy of painting. I am going to hang it in my room." After several days, her mother came to me and returned the painting and claimed to take just the money. She told me, " It is useless." The girl next to her was crying sadly. I remembered the fragment of my old memories, and I still feel bitter.
Many times pass, and then I became an artist. Frequently I find a great art lover who knows the invisable value of the artworks. In the first exhibition of New York, I found that a gentleman bought one of my artworks, and he would like to give it as a Christmas gift for his granddaughter. The price was the same as the new iPhone.
I respect the art lovers, art buyers, and art collectors who have great concern for my artworks.
Sometimes an artist needs more energy and motivation to overcome their slumps. I assumed that they help so much take a new grip on my tired hands and strengthen my weekend mind.
During the pandemic last year, Mills Pond Gallery, one of my favorite galleries, is cautiously open in person, and then it had an exhibition for encouraging each other. It had a strongly impacted windstorm while the show displayed. Many trees were falling on the street, and the gallery had the same damage. One big tree was broken and blocked the entrance of it. But even though it had hardships to see it, art lovers visited there. I got lots of inspiration from their behavior and could determine my mission for art again. I painted the picture with digital work, and it is named " The way under love". It is my expression and description of my way and deep passion. Historically, pandemics have been relatively rarely represented in the arts. But a great woman bought my picture during disaster, art lovers teach me that there is no difficulty to stop the heart of a person who love an art.
Thank you for buying my artworks since 2011.
Thank you for supporting my art.
Last week, I had severe shoulder pain, one of my occupational diseases. Sometimes, when I had chronic pain in my shoulder and couldn't lift anything, it was hard to wake up. I felt the pain and found that I need to take some rest for further creative activities.
My artistic activities can be such an enlivening work that it's worth the efforts, but it also follows physical pain and sometimes emotional struggles.
When I suffered from the pain, my daughter, Celina came to me and told me, "You go see a dentist," and I asked her, "Why should I go to a dental office instead of going to a family doctor's office."
My Celina answered me thoughtfully, " Because the dentist has lots of ice bags."
I realized that children think very creatively and with different aspects, and then I always learn about my four-year-old daughter's artistic attitude.
Here is the collection of her artworks; enjoy her fantasy world.