Personal development

Well, I have always dreamt on to become a great manga artist.
So did I become one? Did I pursue for my dream?
Those are the questions people would always ask when they heard of your dreams.

So what are these dreams and vision we had since our childhood?

You could ask this to yourself and maybe from there, you can find some resolution.
So as for me, a dream is a kind of motivation, something which excites me and interests me, and something which I wish to achieve.

Can't imagine that when I was a little kid, I dreamt of becoming a great fireman. Dashing into the fire storm and trying to save lives that are trapped in the mist of fire... ... Ah! Those were the days!

Our dreams more often or not have been influencive to our surrounding kins or events which occured and left a deep impression in us.
I wanted to become a fireman after watching an american film on brave firefighting scenes.
I was inspired by my uncle to become a righteous policeman too! Well, talk about the smart uniform, and catching thieves-- I mean that's what excites me.

So when did I change my dream to become an manga artist?

That dated down to when I was a little boy too! Surprised? How come this little boy changes his dream so fast and vividly? Hah, while having my dreams of becoming a fireman and a policeman, I drew a lot of skeleton figures (I would usually call it that way) which resembles a fireman holding a hose from the fire engines and policeman with a batton or gun.
I drew a lot and only my grandfather was there to encourage me. (while other family members asked me to quit drawing)

I was too young for anything. It was only a dream to keep my soul burning brightly.
I was soon introduced to the manga world from the comic dragon ball which is very much popular then. I realised how drawings could convey imaginery figures into live-alike personnels.
It was addictive, and I began tracing and copy-drawing characters of dragon ball.

Soon I caught the pointers at drawing and began trying to create my own characters, it was a nice experience and boasted my confidence in drawing. At that time, we used to have a subject of Art & Craft and I would love to design my cover folder with my drawings! I got A for it ^___^a

Until now, the dream is still within me... perhaps I haven't reassured myself with this path, as I can't find a door to it. My studies over the years make me an engineer-to-be, it isn't so bad.
Maybe I could make use of my drawing skills in my job scope ... somehow...

We just have to realise most of the things of life don't come to what we want; We have to be satisfied somehow even though the economic theory states that we have unlimited wants. Dreams could change, so could you. Dreams are adopted from the environment, and eventually we have to adapt to the environment.

For those fortunate ones, congrats!
For those whom are with me, don't need to be depress, it is normal.
If not the best, it is neither the worst.

Strive for a new dreams, live on!
zhaoru.

World Cup is COMING

World cup and Work~

Yes, I finally understand the balance of work-life. I would miss out this World cup.
Sigh,

miserable soul,
joo

Room of Angel

Recently one friend of mine was playing Silent Hill VI and came across this song 'Room of Angel" which is an OST of the game. Finally I got it from him and I found this song simply fantastic- it has really been a lullaby for me!

The lyrics of this song describes the son/daughter's feeling to his/her mother...(in the story)
Seems that despite not close with his/her mother, he/she wished to resurrect his/her mother from death... alright this is just a glimpse into the story of silent hill VI.


You lie sitting there before me
Your tears may mean nothing to me
The wind howling at the window
The love you never gave I give to you
You really don't deserve this
But now there's nothing you can do
So, sleep in your only memory Of me,
my dearest mother

(Chorus)
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes (goodbye)
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry (oh no)
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

So insignificant sleeping dormant deep inside of me
Are you hiding away? Lost under the sewers?
Maybe flying high in the clouds? Perhaps you're happy without me
So many seeds have been sown in the field
And who could sprawl up so blessedly?
If I had died I would have never felt sad at all.
You will not hear me say "I'm sorry"
Where is the light? Wonder if it's weeping somewhere...

Chorus*

The original sketch

Here is the sketched version. I personally like the face features I've drawn especially the nose part. These lines if not properly drawn usually makes the sketch ugly.

Well, hopefully I got more time to do my sketches.

I'm not an artist but I love to share views on my drawings.
Improvment comes from all direction.

So which look better?

New drawing

This has been one of my latest drawing. Well, it's not perfect, but the practice point is mainly on the pose drawing and coloring using photoshop.

I left the finishing in a pencil-drawn fashion, I quite like this finishing myself.

I was surprised some people preferred the sketched version.

The return of ZAORO

OK I don't know when I last recorded my blog, but I do know that it's been a long while.

With all those Final Year Project report writing, presentation and preparation for examination and taking the final semester examination... there's really been no room to relax.

Well, to all my friends: I am glad to get through all of it, and found myself a job.

Let's see if we could meet and catch up with each other. Suddenly, I realised I'm at the transition to the next stage of life. Work-life. No more a student under the protective umbrella (not M1) .

Strong winds, storms and quakes lies awaiting in my path... nothing is predictable, but I'm sure I never forget how we all first met, introduced and become friends.

Zaoro.