The Arab Spring. A fanciful term coined by the media to describe the recent uprisings of the oppressed in the Middle East. The idea first dawned on me when I was playing around with tracing my hand in various positions and combining them. One time the shape came out resembling a flower, and then there's… Continue reading The Tears of the Spring
It's been predicted, it's been disputed, but it is official: this is the Nuclear Age, literally. With all the news buzzing about chemical weapons and impending nuclear threats from North Korea and Iran we cannot help but be on the edge. Sure we like to shut it out of our mind by turning our short… Continue reading Atomic Peace
Back in grade school I had intense fascinations for all things Ancient Greece. Among the favored are the mythologies of the mystical Mount Olympus, and the many gods and goddesses that inhabit it. Then recently I took upon this subject again, this time in my study of the 'self'. I know there has been lot… Continue reading Sketch Diary 6: The Goddess Mystique
They proclaim themselves the deliverers of their people, exterminators of "western evil" the warrior angels of their faith. But to us they are terrorists, murderers, disruptors of peace. The world has not been the same since that fateful day we know as 9/11, 2001. The day that a seemingly invincible United States of America came… Continue reading Messenger of Death
The past few weeks I got into reading George Orwell's "Animal Farm." It's a good book, and very insightful. It is so reflective of the current state of our world, the majority of overworked plebians controlled by the 'pigs' of the elite few who take a chunk of the credits for work they don't do.… Continue reading Portrait of A Capitalist
As I finished up "Animal Farm" I took note of the last passage about how the animals could not distinguish between the pigs and their human allies as they broke out into an argument. This then reminded me of what's going on lately over at the Capitol Hill in D.C. Seeing as how the House… Continue reading The House of Swines (renamed)
I am always troubled by the fact that I have no sense of self-esteem. For me it's a highly sensitive issue. I was always unsure of myself, not confident enough to take risks, every step I take is heavy with doubts and fears. How did I get this way? Let's just say my childhood wasn't… Continue reading Sketch Diary 5: Looking Down
Returning to my previous Poetic Expressions series.
This is really good for any budding artists going through the similar gloom like I had. Thanks for the insightful article: Creativity and Depression.
There's nothing like that awful feeling of being pinned down to the ground and not being able to get up. It feels like a 1000-lb bag piled upon you and you are crushed beneath its weight. That's what it is like when I go through the blues, I have all energy zapped out of my… Continue reading Sketch Diary 4: Pinned Down