30th December

I made this post just to show I haven't abandoned nor forgotten this blog. The problem is simply the scanner went wrong which made me have to delay the update for a short moment, and I have been having matters to take care (not much, since it's family related. But I value them still). 

Ever since I got a long holiday and am resting from tiring studying days of University, I went back to my hometown. The scanner here is very old, and often goes wrong. Additionally, the new scanner which I use for University's assignment works much better compared to this old scanner, to be honest.

Of course, this doesn't mean I stop drawing daily, as I still do the activity with full passion to this day. By the way, if you are wondering, it's yes, I'm still using the wacom tablet. It's just, showing WIP is hardly my way of doing. Even so, I am taking it into account to keep this blog running.

I may show slow progression, and don't give much subjects while maintaining this blog about drawings. But, that doesn't really get in my way, for I keep telling myself to have to finish what I just started. And even if I have no followers, I will still insist these things upon myself.

It's never been too late, you know.

Merry chirstmas and happy new year. :)

28th October

Not any of them is good. I still really need more practice, especially on background. The background I drew there makes no sense to me, making me hardly believe it's airport or somewhere.

I meant to draw airport in mind, but it somehow became something different. Though the suitcases should tell it clear enough, I'm unsure about this.

Moreover, the pressure of pencils seem not to be enough, compared to preceding drawings I did. Probably because of many problems which had been attracting my attention, I didn't pay attention to the pressure (Quality of Line).

The reason why I didn't post anything last month was due to tight schedule and assignments given by university. Really, all I ever wanted was only to have some free time so I could finish drawings.

Oh, and this isn't for Final Project.

Some years ahead, mobile phone will probably become like this, having holographic monitor. Though, I don't know how long it will take to realize. This idea has been around for a while ever since sci-fi story has told about them. And there's still no news about them, although there's been little progression (?).

That was just me, perhaps. And yes, I intentionally drew this girl in nowadays outfit. The reason was to see how it will look like if the people of current era uses the advanced technology such as holographic monitor. This vision isn't enough to me or any readers. However, I'd like to see this kind of holographic monitor in real life.

21th August

A policewoman reported/talked over radio inside a car.

Though, there are lots of mistakes such as a size comparison. And I was baffled about how to shade the glass. Not only this, there were also this grass and the inside of the restaurant which was in the background.

I think I will just let these mistakes become a part of experience again, as it will show how much practice I still need to do in future.

I still have to practice..... MORE!!!

That's all. I will keep drawing anyway.

I know I've repeated this many times already, but I just can hardly get enough of it.

22nd July

This is what my high school’s uniform is like in general. The school is SMAK Penabur. Though, I modified the design a little to my taste. Instead of vest, I decided to draw sweater. The reason was because it looked much ‘relaxing’. Vest is a sign of semi-official. I like vest, but I like this kind of sweater too. The sweater probably ought to be thin. It’s so the students won’t sweat too much due to heat. With a rightly chosen material, it should be comfortable to wear inside or outside classroom. Even so, I still doubt this fact for my experience of wearing vest, so yah.

The motif of sweater took a really lot of time to draw and shade, but I think they’re worth it. Though, its motif sometimes fooled my eyes because of different location regarding folds and lines, creating a kind of small illusion which made it difficult to determine which actual location is. But my training will be much better this way to train my eyes anyway.

About the length of skirt, in real life, its length actually reaches the knees. But I drew it to be around thighs instead. In other words, it’s slightly shorter than the actual length, but I found it nice somehow after adding the long socks. So I’ll just let this be lol.

As for the shoes, it’s very loose and is not suitable for running. When I was attending physical exam, my shoes accidentally let off my foot. Yeah, it was kind of funny and I had to re-do the exam after reasoning with the P.E teacher. Though, I think the outrageous event wouldn’t happen if I tied the shoes really tight. And it’ll become much more comfortable once I had successfully tied it tightly (somehow).

Another problem is the durability, the shoes won’t really hold that much for one year or more. They’d have become looking worn out completely from inside and outside by the time students had realized it. So thus, I honestly think its quality isn’t good as a pair of shoes, and needs a bit re-modification on the used material.

Please have my apologize if this is too long, but now to the little introduction of hers.

“I don’t forbid you to talk with me. I just need time to clear my mind beforehand.”

She is just a normal student who aims to become a computer engineer. One thing about her is that she always speaks in a roundabout way, which often confused the listener. Not only that, she is also easy to get upset for trivial matters.

The see-through fixed glasses make the general appearance look much better somehow. And I happened to like this character personally. I drew short hair on whim, and didn’t expect it turned out to be quite good. 

“Literature is my utopia”

She quoted from Hellen Keller.

She is a librarian and is responsible for watching over the library. And also holds another responsibility as a leader for the update and distribution school’s newspaper. Though, the real problem was that there were barely any issues around the school to scoop. So the newspaper was full of information which was gotten from outside (mostly internet). It was better this way to keep the newspaper running than to let it down, so lol.

Later, she dreams to become a writer, a journalist, or a translator so she takes a literature path, of course.

She inspires to be a doctor. Her reason was simple and pure, she was saved by a doctor when she was little. Her illness was very bad due to virus, but thankfully, it was curable so she was saved barely.

Thinking about how much debt she had for the medical and role of doctor, thus she decided to become a doctor by taking biology as a path. Though, it was very hard for her to follow because of the complicated explanation about human’s body, nature, and all. Yet, she somehow survived through hard lessons with average score. Well, she barely survived all compulsory classes such as math, chemistry, and physics.

Even though she didn’t know what her talent was, but her inspiration had never become vanished off her mind. So, she didn’t want to give up. Never will, she said.

Please hear me first before commenting, I don’t want any misunderstanding happening. Well, just don’t think anything immoral or perverted, because…. This is art in both literature and anatomy. I mean no twist here, really.

“What am I? Who am I? Why was I made in shape of human? What should I do with these memories? I’d like to meet my creator and ask them.” –Robot

She is a hyper highly advanced mannequin robot in shape of human, whose face was made realistically by scientists. The reason to that decision about face and gender remained unknown because humanity had already perished off earth. Everything regarding precious matters such as countless history of each country, languages, cultures, religions, datas about all existence of animal and plant, records of DNA which was taken by about 10% all races without discrimination, and forth on had amazingly been stored into the main computer in her brain (or it can be said as the retention in technical term). The capacity was counted to be very extremely big enough to store all books from all national libraries of world, and probably as the biggest memory box (yes, not in from of card) created in adequate size throughout all history of technology ever.

Due to the expensive cost of production whose money was gathered from across the globe, there was one and only one robot like her. Before reaching the point of time where extinction happened, when she was finally perfected in time, she was then put into the depth of somewhere like bunker or something. The hope of those memories would last forever till the time was a remarkable moment from those who had almost lost faith in humanity for mad and cruel calamities before own’s eyes.

Few thousands years later, as time didn’t speak anymore and as there was no signs of human anymore, none would ever come to find and rescue the buried robot. Surprisingly, what came after her burial was life being whose identification was very familiar, mouse.

How these creatures survived was and would always be mystery. By accident, they turned the robot on and ran away the moment gears within her body sounded aloud. Some creatures were found in sight of none but her, who had been awaked for first time after having been buried for only God knows how long. It was glad to find some types of creatures that had miraculously survived, however, the view were unpleasant and eyesore. It could no longer be called as nature anymore, and there were no signs of human. No matter how many times she roamed and scanned to check, there was never one. And those animals and plants would have to adapt to the dramatic atmosphere to the best of their adaption ability, otherwise, they’d extinct in no time. As a note, her body had been modified in advance to be able to resist against any extreme situation.

She was left alone completely, holding onto all precious memories. And she had been programmed to protect all memories until the ‘time’ whose specification was never told in detail, making her to somehow have an urge to meet her creator. Ironically, whereabouts the creator was impossible to figure as the earth had been in full destruction.

Having knowledge stored in the memory made a direct effect to her process of logical thinking. She began to wonder even, which was supposed to be impossible for robots. Then she slowly reached the climax by questioning who she was.

An energetic cheerleader. They usually cheer the sport team who is trying hard to win the match, don’t they? Although there are audiences supporting, they are actually simply just watching. So, it was thought that would be much better if the team got to hear energetic shouting done by a special supportive team, thus, cheerleader was born that way. These all are just my opinion, so lol.

A scientist who focuses on chemistry wholely. She's one who is so very occupied by chemistry that she hardly notices what is happening around her. Surely, everyone calls her a genius, but one honestly should think that she is actually hard working. She just worked so really hard that she had reached the level which was hard for everyone to achieve.

Though, she can be clumsy and lazy at times because she was unaware of heavy fatigue her body had been feeling. She even went to sleep during serious discussion, which often gave her lots of troubles later.

An amateur police officer with a dog.

It was quite hard to draw and shade animal. So, I still need more practice, of course…..

I remember one event, and it was at Melbourne, Australia. When I arrived upon inspection done by airport’s security, I met a female police officer bringing a dog. And then she ordered her dog to sniff me, which was cute in its own action. I’d like to visit there again just to meet these adorable dogs, because they were doing their best, so yeah :3

A fanart of Jill Valentine, who is a character from Resident Evil series. I drew her simply because…. I like her in both personality and appearance.

4th July

The little girl wanted to stay longer in a comfortable bed, but because she couldn’t hold her urge to go to toilet so she woke up slightly. Despite being drowsy, she was still aware of the situation by walking carefully so serenity remained still.

On her way to the toilet, there was light glowing emitted from the mechanical room. Curious, then she went there to find an engineer working hardly. As she observed, the girl was working joyfully over something mechanical and the expression she showed was none of the faces the little girl had ever seen, which made her to be interested in whatever the engineer was doing.

Later, the girl noticed her presence by shadows coming from outside. She stopped working and glanced to see who she was. It was none other than the cute kid.

“Little, you’re still awake? It’s almost 5 am and we are departing at 8 am, so you should rest.”

“Ah, sorry, I was going to toilet. But… how about you though….” Asked the little girl worriedly about health.

“Aha, since we found this old robot few days ago, I can’t really just let it be. I felt I had to repair it.” The engineer girl replied with weak voices as if she had no choices.

“…. Can he be repaired?”

“This is an old model, IR-451, and I have little knowledge about this model. But I tried my best by researching through hidden networks. After getting references enough, I started repairing t. Though, I’m still unsure whether he will function or not. Its dissection was very difficult and complicated. Not to mention the specifications, the parts are so old that I had to go to the black market and dump secretly….. No, not even the black market would have the part. Of course, this requires a lot of money so…. Please don’t tell the captain about this ‘kay?” She smirked.

“Why would you go that far just for old robot.?”

“Heh.” She turned to be silent for a moment and then replied after thinking of an answer. “To me, this is more than a mere old robot. This IR-415 is more than fifty years old. He might have some untold past that we never hear at present. Maybe he just happened to live happily in golden time before everything fell to become like what we see now…..”

“Ah, sorry. I shouldn’t tell you something difficult like that.” She snapped back to reality before continuing.

The little girl didn’t follow the engineer quite well, but she continued asking anyway. “So how’s he now?”

“Aah, well, as you can see, the appearance is still dirty and full of dirt and scratches. Some outer parts are broken, but inner parts are much worse. And I have yet to find the suitable left hand to replace this broken one. But, I believe I have at least repaired its main processor. I can try to turn him on, wait a minute.”

She reached her mini laptop whose cable was connected directly to the robot, opening some programs full of codes the little girl could not comprehend.

A few minutes after inputting simple codes into the programs, the robot showed a sudden movement that surprised the little girl.

“It moved!”

“Only a little though, it still needs more works.”

“How long will it take?” The little girl asked cheerfully as though she would have an interesting friend to play with.

“Eer… Alone can’t make it fast, so…. According to my own skill, I suppose around two or three months? That’s if no incidents happen in the midst of this reconstruction.”

“Aaw, that long huh….” Her shoulder dropped.

“Don’t worry, I will make sure it lasts shorten than the estimated time. I promise you will get a new friend soon.” The engineer girl smiled after knowing what her wish was.

“You really love robots, don’t you?”

“Aha…. Yeah, I love them. I treated him like he’s my own child. I already made tons of little robots, but they have never been big like this one. This is like my only chance, so I’m going to put all skills I have in use.”

She said as if she had no tomorrows to spend.

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The story stops here.

Drawing this took a lot of time, and I used leisure wisely during the schedule of University. My back hurts a little, but I think they're worth it anyway. Though, I think the shading is still not enough in my opinion. I still need more practice.

Well... It's not like there's another way, because the only way to get better is to keep practicing. And it doesn't really matter where you go to ask every lecturers or seniors for instructions or you search for plenty of references, the answer would still be same regardless of the difference within experience and that answer is practice.

So... Once again.... I must practice more.... MORE!!!!

I want to get better in shading and anything.

13th June

Two kitties~ *ehm* Sorry, but they aren't for sale. Because they must.... stay pure.

To be honest, the short haired girl somehow looks much more attractive to me.

Anyway, I drew this on purpose trying to compose difficult poses between two people. There aren't much details. But the folds on the clothes, curtains, and surfaces of bed are extremely difficult to draw and shade. My practice is still not enough at all, especially the shading technique. I need more practice on this matter.

I didn't use any references for the poses, but did use some for the furnitures in the background. The poses were kind of challenging, though I managed to fit everything in a paper.

Well, nothing left to mention, I shall keep doing them drawings. Truthfully, drawing this did entertain and refresh my mind.

1st June

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Name: (Insert here)
Age: 17
Gender: female
Occupation: 3rd year high school student
Club: math
Nationality: (Insert here)

Likes: reading novels, sweets, teddy bear, fashion magazines, green tea, cooking (simple ones, but delicious), knitting, discussion, and exercises.

Dislikes: dangerous sport (She’s just afraid), insects, something that affects adrenaline, loud music, untidiness, perverts, and foxes.

Biography:

A refined and feminine girl, coming from a normal family whose job is decent and acceptable in society. Not many records of outstanding acts her family did in the past, however, they didn’t bother her happiness. In her childhood, she acted and behaved like how a normal child would do in general. There was one unusual thing about her, she was more into reading fairy tales rather than going outside to play actively. The teacher, of course, reported the unusual behavior as update to the parent, yet told them not to worry too much over the trivial matter. Aside this, there had been no problems.

She then developed herself more, being advanced by friendly environment which was created by both family’s household and society. In the stage of from primary school to secondary school, social interaction seldom bothered her, but old habit dies hard, she always goes to the school’s library during the break time to either read some books or review lessons. That was the case if no friends called her out. Seeing this own’s manner early, she became a member of literature club.

Upon entering highschool, she was called to try the math club as her grade in math unexpectedly ranked the third highest. One could say she had a hidden talent in the field of math. At this moment, she was baffled between literature’s path and math’s path. However, the teachers told her not to hurry as she still had three years ahead to decide. Thus, a battle with oneself began growing insider her mind slowly. She had to take it seriously as it would affect her future.

But, because she wanted to try something different, so she decided to join the math club. In the midst of being a member of math club, she could still have free time to write a little story. Two birds with a stone, she applied the phrase quite well, by had yet to choose which her path for the future would be. Her dreams of being a fairy tale writer would have to be re-considered. Everything was like they had been restarted, and she had to begin from scratch once her mind and eyes’d been opened.

For now, while feeling anxiety slightly, she thought something would happen in the way, telling her to pick what kind of path she would take. Although it might be neither literature nor math, at least she knew what would be best in that moment.

Personality:

At first glance, she appears to be weak, but strong in heart. And she doesn’t pay much attention to the opposite sex because of independence in her daily life. She was confident enough to be able to take care of herself till then. Most of the reasons were about preparation of something to decide whether she’ll get herself in a relationship or not. Though, this reason remains secret to her parent even, regardless how many times her parent has asked her how social life has been.

Her love of books doesn’t bring her to the level of bookworm. Her diligence just kind of shows her to be one, although appearance doesn’t tell much. She has no issues in social life, but she easily gets shy when someone, especially friends, tries to tease her about relationship or dream. She knows her dream childish, but that is her choice made in past. For that, seeing herself in child’s form, she is glad enough.

Because of this shy personality, she rarely comes in touch with male friends unless it is something urgent. However, she can be serious and strict at times if she ever encounters an unpleasant event. After having done being serious, she weirdly becomes uptight about something concerning her behavior earlier. Whether it was too bold or not, this worries her right after the discussion, but she doesn’t view it as a bad one because it isn’t debate. If one ever feels offended, she’ll probably apologize in advance.

Many friends say she qualifies enough to be a leader or some kind, but she mostly rejects the idea as she isn’t into political system to that degree. Giving orders to fellows doesn’t just suit her taste in her personal opinion. Despite that, she voluntarily gives comments and critics regarding how student council works from time to time. Her friend often admires the way she speaks, and pities the exclusion from politic she places on herself.

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Comments:

Sorry for the long sheet I wrote.

Connected to the previous drawing, this is the same character.

This is probably the easiest drawing to do. I think it’s because the simple design of swimsuit she wears. If it were to be much difficult, it’d be hard obviously.

Swimsuit means summer. SUMMER!!!!..... yeah. I shouted ‘summer’

Inspired slightly by the trailer of Watch Dogs. The concept of this character is based on the protagonist himself, with a difference of having been genderbendered. I usually like a touch of femininity in the main character of story.

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Name: (insert here)
Age: 23
Gender: female
Occupation: an illegal expert hacker behind scene.
Nationality: (insert here)

Likes: not a thing
Dislikes: her own name, betrayal, and hypocrisy

Biography:

Unlike other children, she had unhappy childhood. Her father was a heavy drinker and smoker. The economy within family had been going down so bad that bills of any kind of expenses hardly escaped from their daily life. The family was on the edge, and had a risk of being told to move out of the complex the moment they could not pay all expenses next month.

Her mother had to work hard in place of her helpless father. However, instead of allowing his wife to take care of all credits, the man took all money forcibly and spent them on alcoholic and cigarette. Every neighbor, includes landlady, knew the truth, of course. Some of them tried to help the wife, but to no avail as the husband would always end up in the way. Feeling powerless against the man who was overly arrogant. They could only stay behind the scene. Reporting to police would be meaningless, for it was but family’s issues. No police was tasked officially to intervene and catch the husband just like that. It worked that way unless homicide happened inside the family’s household.

She could feel the heavy pressure given by environment which was created by society’s view upon her broken family. Her home was broken. Every time she went home from school, what awaited her was only a sound of her mother weeping weakly. At that point, she began hating her own name rapidly because her father was the one who named her. All she ever wished was only a happy and warm family. But, what she always got every night was abuse by her father. For whatever reasons her father had, her father said that she hadn’t been obedient lately. Her mother covered for her, but unfortunately, was too weak to stand against the hard punches.

With that reason, she often ran away to her friend’s house. She was quite lucky to still have a close friend who had been with her ever since kindergarten. Her mother probably wouldn’t mind if that was the case. It was much better than to get any unreasonable punishment from father. However, scars in her heart would never disappear, not even when her father passed away pitifully.

Her friend was a geek of technology and had a very big interest in technology science. So therefore, it wasn’t weird that she always heard any difficult words about technology coming out of her friend’s unstoppable mouth. She only smiled slightly. In some moments, she often asked trivial inquiries towards him. It could be said as a moment where her interest in technology began growing slowly. Her friend didn’t share a same fate like hers, he was just like a normal boy who had little problems with his family, but at least he could be there to listen anything in order to relax her.

One day, everything couldn’t have turned into a much worse scenario, her father found her hideout and forced her to come home. Witnessing the harsh way annoyed her friend, so he went against the father by force. It was futile, as the friend got injured badly. This grew her hatred towards her father.

Eventually, a divine retribution fell upon the father. He was caught when he tried to smuggle drugs. Nothing could’ve been worse than this case, putting the family’s name on shame. She hardly felt any concerns to her father. So did her mother.

The mother could peacefully work for supporting the economy, especially raising her daughter. It lasted not long, when she stepped into college, her mother passed away due to bad illness. She always thought everything was her father’s fault. The father was the one to blame. But she still had her close friend, deciding to continue her life by studying technology in college.

Personality:

She is mostly quiet and composed. In any shape or form danger comes in, she’ll still have her head on standby. And regardless how simple mission she is assigned to, she carefully calculates every step from the beginning to the end, even includes the unpredictable event. These helpful manners tend to protect her from tracking done digitally by policemen, making her to be a dangerous criminal to face.

Of course, she is still a human, so she often miscalculated at times. Though, thanks for the backup plan she prepared beforehand plus flexibility she has, she gets through police’s siege. In technology wise, she is one of formidable opponent for justice’s side. She is capable enough to face an expert hacker team of policemen.

This is a re-drawing of my old drawing three years ago. There are some changes to the design. Although the design of clothes seems to be lacking something, I am happy enough to be able to re-draw this in a new way.

There was also old story I made, and I edited some of them. No, it was like I re-wrote them all.

Here they are.

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A local school decided to hold a recital to show how their students had been doing. Every parent was invited to watch the event. During the recital, there was a little girl attracting many eyes for the beautiful tone of voice.

People assumed she had a talent in the field of music, especially singing. Even though she was still little, but she could tell that a big expectation was placed upon herself. Yet, she didn't wish to continue singing. She only thought it as a mere hobby, and unwillingly to hone her skill.

But at times, when she thought there was none in her house, she secretly practiced singing. Though, because of the excitement of singing, she forgot that she actually had a little brother. The little presence of little brother didn't notice her right away. She kept singing till she finished.

The moment she finished singing, her little brother immediately returned back to his room. He had a bad illness with heart ever since he was born. This worried her a lot, and probably was the sole reason to why she doesn't wish to do anything she likes in life. She had to take care of him with lots of affection. What required sympathetic most was that he wasn't allowed to do any sports or exercise his body energetically. He had a simple wish, being able to play actively together with friends. His older sister did nothing but told stories about school. In return for the affection, he smiled happily and heard all of them. The conversation never stopped till then.

One day, the boy's condition had dropped drastically and had to be hospitalized until any update of improvement appeared. Rather than getting a good news, the parent always got a bad news regarding the dropping health. Doctors were afraid to say that months were the only time the boy had.

This shocked her greatly, after all treatment she did. She only sat beside her little brother sleeping on the bed. She was powerless. She didn't understand medical that much. What burdened her much was that she couldn't tell the truth to him.

But the little brother told her not to cry, as if he knew everything from the beginning. He said something unexpected.

"I want to hear your voice." He continued. "In public, of course. I want to see you in television one day."

She was baffled and didn't know how to respond. Her little brother gave a smile that melted her heart.

"I actually have been hearing your practice, sorry for not telling you. I can tell you love singing. Why didn't you want to sing?"

She was silent. She couldn't answer that was because the existence of little brother. Knowing it was futile, her little brother didn't continue and decided to take a rest by sleeping.

Few days later, her little brother never opened his eyes again. She would never see the light in the eyes anymore. She had been silent in her house. None she could call to talk with. Conversation with family seldom satisfied her.

In the middle of grieving, she remembered what her little brother's wish was. There was nothing left but her little's brother's unanswered wish.

Thus, she decided to do it------

------ Many years had passed, and she was on the stage. She performed beautiful dances in front of watchers. Shouts by watchers were loud enough to thrill the concert. The watchers wanted nothing but the soothing tone of voice.

Her road wasn't still short. Not when she was able to fulfill the secret promise.

Although she didn't know how her little brother's responds would be, she kept walking on the path no matter how harsh the reality was.

Then she said the last line of her song,

Do you see me?
Do you hear me?
I'm here
My beloved one

Nobody knew the meaning, but to her, it had one. Only to one.

A baseball player.

There has all been boys in every sport. I seldom see girls playing energetic and dangerous sport. When I googled up to find out, it appears there are, but the taken photos show that they don’t seem to play it as good as the boys. Or that was the impression.

Really, they should improve skills such as agility, flexibility, and strength more. Though, in biology term, or in fact, the girls’ body is much weaker than the boys’ which is…. ironic.

Nay, one day, they will do.

Soccers, the drawing already speaks itself, I think. But I just tell it in case the concept is unclear.

Soccers is a really popular sport, isn’t it? Well, I’m not much a fan of soccer, but I found it interesting at times. You know, watching the match and waiting for it to finish in two hours is just a too unbearable experience for me. Expecting the result based only on the player and manager’s skills is kind of abstract. Since there may be some unpredictable events happening in the way, such as a potential player accidentally got his muscles torn or a manager is in danger of getting fired instantly the moment the team suffers a big lose.

I mean not to criticize many, but people overdid it by saying the players tend to calculate in mind to make a beautiful shoot. This is possible, of course, when a player had spent years enough to become a ball itself. It’s not just that the player calculates everything BEFORE shooting. He just…. shoots it after ‘feeling’ it.

I thought these all in the midst of drawing. It sounds quite serious, despite I’m not a fan of soccer……. what did I write for again?

The concept is simply about a beautiful and sexy girl attending to a night party celebrated by the rich. But, it turns out to be like a scenario where a spy girl comes to the party, looking for some secrets hidden by the famous private company's founder. Yeah.... My mind worked that way when I drew this.

Errr.... To be honest, I can't really be sure to comment 'sexy' on my drawing. In my real life, there were some people commented them to be sexy in advance. Since then, I can't trash the word from my mind.

Sexy, huh.... I honestly wanted to draw a cute girl, though I just kind of draw them as I see them fit. Where and when did I happen to go this way....?

Nay, I'll just keep drawing anyway.

Another easy drawing to do, since everything is all in white. Also, I don't really have to explain the concept, do I? Well, I did this on my whim, so please don't mind it too much. Not this I mean to twist, but It's all for practice and own's entertainment/pleasure.

Though, rather than practice, this is more like an interlude in my personal opinion.

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I noticed the words are too long, making me want to hide them in spoiler. Though, I'm really not good at coding stuffs. Even so, I will try my best again! I hope these all drawings will do enough after a month has passed.

7th May

"Do you want to fly?"
"Yes."
"Then let's go together."
"One.... two.... three...."
"Banzai!"

is what I'd like to shout the moment I jump to do skydiving. Though, I'm not sure I'd get permission to do this dangerous sport. I am curious how it feels when you jump out of an airplane.

I drew the illustration in first person perspective, because.... I wanted to try something different. I intended to shade in a much blacker color, but since I'm afraid that I may shred the paper by accident so I decided not to do it in advance. Instead, I stroked the pencil smoothly and slowly in an overall A4 paper.

I personally think the detail of fold of clothes is somehow unusual to see. Not only this matter, the analytical drawing is also not satisfying me.

.....I have to keep practicing. I must practice more. D:

24th April

"Basketball is fun!"

She is active in sport, and I like that pony tail. There's really no specific ways about how I come up with this idea. I was reading Kuroko no Basket, and this is what came to my mind lol.

Though, breathing a life into a person running isn't really an easy task. Even so, I will never give up!

"Swing the blade as if you have no.... blade."

A Kendo girl holds a certain stance for practicing.

"Alright! Two serves right away!"

A maid, a bit different than the usual maid. I like vest so yah. Vest gives a vibe of formality slightly, if not worn together with Blazer or Suit.

I want to draw a servant too, you know. And also a Gothic Lolitac. And somehow I prefer this design of maid to the usual design of maid in anime.

"The wind blows as I dance
The wind echoes as I whisper
For I beseech the God
With my purity as a maiden girl
So evil may perish of our flesh and blood eternally."

This is one of my favorite pose to gawk at every time. A shrine maiden dances in the midst of holy ceremony.

I'd like to watch the real live performance one day. Btw, the poem is by me, basing on nothing. So please don't mind it too much ^-^"

"简单清除头脑不必要的东西"
"Simplicity clears the mind over unnecessary things."

A Chinese girl shows off her Kungfu skill. Actually, Kungfu is a general term. Behind the general word, there are very many styles. I don't know which one is most used nowadays. But yah, Martial arts never cease to amaze me, especially the sparring between masters.

"Unleash your fist stronger!"

A karate girl wants to practice by punching three hard and stiff bricks. Then, want to know what happens next? She crushed it into pieces, nice and neat.

I remember there was a TV show about Guiness record of a karate man had successfully crushed a lot of bricks in limited time, creating a new record. Well, I don't really suppose myself believe it at that time lol.

"I like smashing."

A girl volleyball player is about to serve the ball into the enemy's territory. It's kind of hard to make a person flying look alive. But dang, I managed to finish the shading and am quite satisfied of the result despite being imperfect.

I just need more practice, really.

"There can never be better than dancing beautifully."

I know the pose is a bit off than the usual, but it's already been made into lineart so I'll let this be. I'm just kind of impressed that those dancers are really flexible, after doing some research about dancers.

There are many types of dancers, following such as Break dancer, Ballet dancer, Belly dancer, and etc. Of course it is obvious that there are many types which is why I'm really interested in drawing them later.

Err.... I honestly don't know why I have this urge to draw dances.

"I will wait for my prince, even if I have to stand all day."

I assume this is the most difficult design as I have to locate shade in every fold. It seems I still need more practice....

I must keep practicing.

I was thinking about marriage while surfing Internet, and this was what comes to my mind after having visited Google for references.

Naah, I'd rather not to answer why I was thinking about marriage. It's way too soon....

Anyway, I should keep practicing.

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Aaah, finally, I'm able to finish these nine drawings all by using free time wisely. Now that holiday has ended, and I will have to go back to University again. Maybe I won't be here as much as how I did in the past, but I will try my best to finish the remaining. Yes, there's actually still more of them.

Anyway, this all happened because of your support, and I will surely thank you by becoming an official artist one day. I will never give up in reaching my dream.