The Original Style

(Look for the other photos of my cats here) Believe it or not, I’d been afraid of cats since junior high. I was scared by their claws and their ability to bite anything fast. In conclusion, I’d been so scared of getting hurt by their presence for years. Thankfully, now I’m not afraid of them anymore. I don’t care whether they’d bite me or just make some scratches on my skin. I want to be closer with them, with the mammals, not only cats. I want them who live wildly within the jungle live peacefully without getting afraid of being hunted by humans. Maybe I’m not like my friends who aren’t afraid of touching them as if the animals would like them very much if they did it. Opposite of humans, I’m not a kind of person who’s easy being friend with animals. I love animals with my own style. I should’ve myself adapted with their presence and I really have to learn their habits first. I may sound not as easy-going as you thought before, but I’m sure that animals’ habit won’t be so hard to be learnt. I know I just have to train myself in being very, very patient and caring the details because just like humans, I think animals love being loved.

(“Kate Bosworth”, sketched with HB pencil on watercolour paper, A4 size) This unusual personality of mine relates to  how I care for my own talents in art. To be honest, though I love fantasy novels and admire science-fiction visual effects, I’m bad at painting abstractly & contemporarily. I can’t even understand paintings of Wassily Kandinsky or maybe Hagumi Hanamoto’s (played by Yu Aoi) in Honey and Clover the Movie. So, to not hating myself too much because of my lackness at imagining things abstractly and randomly, I decided to throw myself into the world of realism. Of course the deciding process wasn’t like deciding whether to choose between apple and orange. It’s like having yourself thinking of something which suddenly strucked you when you’re in block. I’m a fan of thinking (and somehow doing) something randomly, suddenly. In art, almost everything that I planned so well before always ended up very different. Sometimes I get new painting/drawing ideas after I dropped my previous work out of my mind.

Well, I think three paragraphs above are enough to describe myself, though at first I didn’t intend to spill anything. To be honest, I’ve never considered myself as a normal-mind person though I’ve been living a very normal life, because what I’m being attracted to isn’t the same as what most people being attracted to. Maybe someday when you came to my house, you’d found me busy cleaning up the floors with brooms or another normal house-tasks like trying to make the cloths as neat as possible by ironing them. Everyone in the world has right to judge someone even if it’s just by looking at them, but, I tell you, “You’ll never know what’s coming next.” Happy holiday! :)