DOB: January 1, 2018
Eyes: Brown, but you don’t see it because she’s always wears glasses that hides it
Hair: Black with white bang
Appearance: Tan colored hoodie, red shirt, blue jeans, white sneakers, carries red backpack, has two tiny wings on each side of the shoulder
Likes: Dreaming, drawing, singing, booze
Dislikes: Her wings (because it can’t fly)
IKARU’s name comes from the Greek mythological anti-hero Icarus, who was the son of artist Daedalus. One day Daedalus made a pair of wings out of feathers and wax and gave it to Icarus, who then attempted to fly up to the heavens, only for the wax to melt away when he got too close to the son, which then sends the young man plummeting to his doom.
Unbeknownst to most people, Ikaru is a descendant of the mysterious half-mortal half-god species called the Nephilim. In the Bible book of Genesis during the early days of Man, the angels of God left their heavenly posts to marry the mortal women on earth, and between them spawned a being of unusual size and strength. Some time later God sent down the Great Flood to wipe out all humanity save for one righteous man Noah and his family. All living things perished in that flood, even the Nephilim. But few have managed to survive and have since lived in total isolation to avoid any unwanted attention from outsiders.
It is for this reason Ikaru has a pair of tiny wings, with the bloodline of the Nephilim in her body. Sadly the wings do not work and this has been a major source of sorrow for her.
Ikaru is often found sleeping because she drinks lots of booze which is her way of coping with her sorrows. And while she sleeps she has vivid dreams, some with deep meanings which she would later draw in her notebook which she calls it Dream Book. Ikaru likes to stay in her dreams because that is where she gets to fly with giant wings across the colorful dreamscape, and she can avoid facing the harsh gray realities of the waking world.
I apologize for the prolonged lack of activity on this blog. I’ve been busy settling down in my new full time job and trying to get everything together, but it is utter chaos right now, both physically and mentally. I will one day sit down and refresh this blog. Meantime you can check out other activities I got going on my social media channels==>
Art and Business Don’t Mix.
Or do they?
Back in the school days all they taught me was how to be the best artist that I can be. What they didn’t teach me was that I would also need a business degree.
These days if you really really want to make a living solely by your work of art you have to know how to sell them. It’s no longer enough just to get yourself noticed by big name galleries or art enthusiasts in your final year at art school and be taken under their mighty wings of social and financial security and fame. Especially when there are thousands of other artists competing for the same prize. The art world is as vast as the Pacific Ocean, and millions of fish swimming about in search for food.
Thanks to the Internet, there is absolutely no excuse for anyone to not get themselves noticed and to sell themselves to prospective buyers and grow their business. But that is much easier said than done for introverts like myself. Artists by nature are introverts – keeping to themselves and not being able to open up to the outside world. Artists would rather hole themselves up in their studios making bunch of paintings to their hearts’ content than to mingle with a crowd and talk away about their art. (And that’s the worst part- explaining to others what your art is about. But I think I will save this part for future post)
Luckily, it does not take another four dull years of college to learn about business. There are plenty of resources online that can help one to learn the art of deal making (NOT the one by Trump, mind you) as well as ways to promote yourself as an artist. Not all methods taught online is for everyone however; it takes trials and errors to figure out what works for you best.
So try I did. And the result? Wish I had something positive to say. Sure I knew it was not going to be an instant hit, but I guess somewhere in the back of my mind I had hoped to be an overnight sensation. To be honest, a lot of these guides I’ve fished out online gave me false impression that I would see instant results. If I could just find that perfect guide that fits neatly into my needs and situation…but I know that’s never going to happen. I have to go out and find it for myself. As mentioned, Trials and Errors. And it will be a safe bet that it’s going to take a loooong time.
The year 2020 has taken off with a big KABOOM. And after almost three months in, it’s still only getting started.
The sudden tragic passing of LosAngeles Lakers basketball star Kobe Bryant with eight other passengers on that doomed helicopter flight in Jan 26 (one of them being his daughter) had the City of Angels reeling at its loss, which was felt all around the globe. The news got me feeling numb and helpless, just another reminder that life is short and fragile, and we are mere humans with our days numbered; our life can end in a blind no of an eye and we would not be prepared for it.
Then came the COVID19.
It was apparent that this was a long time coming- the Black Plague that had wiped out a third of the world’s population many centuries ago has reemerged in the 21st Century in a form of a new kind of virus, one that my Dad sometimes affectionately called “the bat flu.” It was nothing new of course there had been other kinds of flu that had nearly erupted into a pandemic years before- bird flu, swine flu, SARS, MERS- among several other non flu related diseases. But this time it’s more serious, thanks to the ineptitude of the authorities drunk by the hush money and and foolish pride this flu managed to reach the finish line the other flu types had failed before, and now to date has seen to nearly 340,000 cases and 19000+ deaths worldwide(Coronavirus tracker, updated frequently). And now with the order issued everywhere for civilians to stay indoors and avoid social contact we have become prisoners in our own homes. Whatever short term or long term plans we’ve made will have to wither wait or bid adieu with no certainty of when this ordeal will end.
And that’s just fine with me.
By now I’ve learned the futility of making meticulous plans and to be more open to whatever sudden changes or hurdles may come my way. I’ve written about this few weeks ago so I know what to do now. I just sit back, relax, drink beer, make art, play video games, eat junk food, watch dumb YouTube videos, all while waiting for this whole thing to blow over. Of course most important of all take care of my health and my parents and survive on hope that we, our families outside this house, and friends across the country and beyond will make it through this storm and in the future this will be just another one of those dinnertime chats.
Here’s a sweet little song to end this rant by the lovely late Doris Day:
Stay Safe Everyone. God Bless You All.