Art Making

I forget how much fun it was to make arts! Especially if you can have the ownership to the creativity. I used to paint when I was little, but I stopped because Dad always put too much input into all my winning pieces. The last painting that I made and loved was for a special friend 4 years ago. To date, I still can't believe he melted the paints to see what was written underneath! Silly boy!

Today at office, we were making arts for charity. I didn't want to just paint some pre-designed patterns by numbers. Don't get me wrong. They are all brilliant designs, but I knew I could do better (snob!). It was very intimating at the beginning to let others judge my ability. However, as I started putting some abstract patterns on the canvas, a vivid idea/vision came to me which got rid of my insecurity and no longer feared of making a complete fool of myself in front of others.

Art only makes sense if it means something to you. And this one does to ME.

My panting has a lot of circles and a very abstract roundabout/hub on top of it. I used bright red and blue directly out the tubes to illustrate a 3D arterial (What a pun! Both human body and roading use this terminology!) and the colour choices were associated with micro-simulation and network simulation packages that we are using at work :) I put both of my transportation and bioengineering background into it and it's priceless, as far as I am concerned (narcissist)!!! I named it About Round (Go figure!) and I absolutely love it, no matter what other ppl may think of it.

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My colleague was contributing to the art making event by taking pictures.

"Hey... you forgot my piece" I tried to complain.
"Where is yours?" He said, feeling sorry.
"There, that one!" I pointed my under progress art.
"OH! I thought that's a palette"