My painting ended up in the poster for a conference (Exploring the Potential of Restorative Justice for Sexual Violence) arranged by University of Leuven in Belgium and European Forum for Restorative Justice. More information can be found from here.
I started doodling today around this week's Illustration Friday topic Silence. I had no plan in mind, just drew whatever came to my mind: the lady who told me to be quiet at work this week when I talked to my colleague in our open office, sunset by lake, underwater scene, night sky, the Chinese word 安静... Very pleasant and stress free approach to the theme, may try it again :-)
(I have been *silent* for a long time. My excuses: hunting for a flat, moving, going for a holiday, decorating the new place.... But now I am happily settled and have a beautiful workspace so no more excuses. It is a promise.)
I, my own prisoner, say so: life is not the springtime clad in light green velvet, or a caress that one seldom receives, life is not a resolve to go or two white arms that hold one back.
Life is the narrow ring that holds us captive, the invisible circle we never cross, life is nearby happiness that passes us by, and the thousand steps we cannot bring ourselves to take.
Life is to despise oneself and to lie motionless on the bottom of a well and to know that the sun is shining up there and golden birds are flying through the air and the days swift as arrows are shooting by.
Life is to wave a short farewell and go home and sleep . . Life is to be a foreigner to oneself and a new mask for every other person who comes. Life is to be careless with one's own happiness and to push away the unique moment, life is to think oneself weak and not to dare.
Found this poem by Edith Södergran in English. (Translation by David McDuff.) I love her poetry, especially this one. Treasuring life...
Roberto invited me
to join the Drawing Challenge he
hosted. I absolutely loved his theme 'No Limits' but found it really
difficult, possibly because of my limited set of art supplies :-) I am
traveling with only a couple of pens and a
small black sketchbook, which by the way I have managed to fill in during this
trip, this is the last spread...