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Life is like a painting...
- Thread starter zhihau
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I am the same, still learning to let go of things and prevent toxicity from fucking killing me. As for my canvas, it's torn and patched up in many places. Paint over and over old painted areas. Some may say it looks marvelous, while others think it looks like a disaster. I tend to agree with the latter but appreciate the former for thinking so. And they give me hope.still learning how to let go of everything
hahaha, I was tempted to skew the word "painting" too!
But decided to go the pensive route. My vodka is making me melancholic.
In my next life, I will sell screws in Thailand.
No matter what and how you paint, as long you satisfy with it, it a good painting. Life aka art will always be beauty in the eyes of the beholder. hwa yee jiu ho. Although cannot please everyone but there will be some to appreciate it.
Depends.... must be very clean no odours. Usually circle around outside first some follow the rhythm of 9 times light 1 time hard wor ? It's really funny during old times kampung days the 'elders' always teaches us how to do eet this way i wonder how many really end up same same pattern. Must ask the aunties.........
Great post @zhihau
I destroyed all of my artworks in recent years, except two, because looking at them is a reminder of the wrongs and regrets that I have, during the era that I produced those works.
Yes yes yes this is it!
How much of it caked with Loong's ugly brush strokes?
How much of it caked with Loong's ugly brush strokes?
Thank goodness my small canvas isn’t within Pinky’s interests
Talking about life ?
donch noe lah
perhaps, am the oldest here but yet to figure out what indeed life is all about , myself still a boy in my mind but only an ah peh when looking at the mirror
anyway , in the matter of painting , i love them , bought many overseas and always had one or two I loved hanging right in my office as well as my home ...it’s my wifu who sometimes throw it away while I am away ...still have some left , one of which is a stallion made out of meteorite ,another an eagle in flight woven by hand ,was told 6 months to make it , another painting in silk of a mandarin bringing his bride home in a procession ,the painter died when I bought it 40 years ago , and there is these four seasons plagues carved out of different wood and metal that adorned my wall
I was in forestry hence know a lot about wood
have have many wooden materials , one of it bought before my marriage about 55 years ago , an octagon box ,inlaid with ivory and different shades of wood ovlaid on rosewood ..still adorn the living room
rosewood to chinese is red wood known as Paduk but mine is botanically known as Dalbergia sisso, a darker shade of red with stripes or grains
most of my furnitures are teak otherwise botanically known as tectona grandis or jati locally , there are many variant , the Burmese is golden in colour whreas the Indonesian is a bit dull . Mine from malabar of s india where the best quality was but now extinct
donch noe lah
perhaps, am the oldest here but yet to figure out what indeed life is all about , myself still a boy in my mind but only an ah peh when looking at the mirror
anyway , in the matter of painting , i love them , bought many overseas and always had one or two I loved hanging right in my office as well as my home ...it’s my wifu who sometimes throw it away while I am away ...still have some left , one of which is a stallion made out of meteorite ,another an eagle in flight woven by hand ,was told 6 months to make it , another painting in silk of a mandarin bringing his bride home in a procession ,the painter died when I bought it 40 years ago , and there is these four seasons plagues carved out of different wood and metal that adorned my wall
I was in forestry hence know a lot about wood
have have many wooden materials , one of it bought before my marriage about 55 years ago , an octagon box ,inlaid with ivory and different shades of wood ovlaid on rosewood ..still adorn the living room
rosewood to chinese is red wood known as Paduk but mine is botanically known as Dalbergia sisso, a darker shade of red with stripes or grains
most of my furnitures are teak otherwise botanically known as tectona grandis or jati locally , there are many variant , the Burmese is golden in colour whreas the Indonesian is a bit dull . Mine from malabar of s india where the best quality was but now extinct
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