Moved

Day 137, originally uploaded by TraceyChan.

“When the whistle blew and the call stretched thin across the night, one had to believe that any journey could be sweet to the soul.” - Charles Turner

I just reviewed the site, and realised I forgot to mention that within a few months, I basically decided to quit my job, pack up my crap, travel, and move to Grenada. This was not as random as some may think, and I am not as crazy as I seem. Ok, maybe I am. During my decision-making hell period, someone said something that I shouldn't let the time pass by, because years down the road, I might look back and realise it's too late. Ergo, a classic case of "If not now, when?"

Last year was highly stressful at work and I was unhappy. Coming down to go-time, everything that happened in my life pretty much was a huge red flag that I needed to do something. Like I needed more validation! I spent days and nights torn and depressed, doing endless research.

It's not been easy, but anyway, here I am. I did it. Holy paintbrushes I did it!
Now that I am settled in for the most part, and totally focused on my work for the first time in my life, (squee!), I can finally tell the world, or somesuch. Well, I just did.

I must say I have wonderful supporters: my parents (who I absolutely shocked), and amazing amazing friends (who I also shocked).
My rocks, my loves, Thank You.
I am one of the most difficult people to live with, work with and love, and yet, these people continue to support me in my seemingly crazy efforts to do what I must do, however grudgingly.

Enough of the emo nonsense. There's work to do.

Painted

I confess.
I didn't want to dirty my top with paint, so I resorted to digital painting today.
I've been getting used to my Wacom Bamboo (too poor atm for an Intuous/Cintiq - sigh) and it's pretty fun  - just need quality time with it. I have no idea how people have patience to do the fancy schmancy illustrations. I cannot stay seated for that amount of time.
Digital is a whole different thing to getting down and dirty with materials in hand. There is no other feeling like it. I truly enjoy the physical aspect of work... sweating and aching the day after when you've had to be in odd positions. I love it though. I have missed it. I miss drawing classes.
Of course now I must tackle the rolls of brown paper in the corner, with which I trudged through St. George's hills.

see more dog and puppy pictures

Lolcats and loldogs are sometimes the best part of my day. Really.

Sometimes I feel like my pug buddy here, especially in the art world, in a very traditional space, where it's too small, where everyone who doesn't know, probably will, eventually.

I apparently LOVE challenges.
Everyone asks : WHY of all the goddamn places in the world, WHY Grenada?!?!?!
I must be a masochist who loves the beach.

And that is all.

leaving words of love

The beast sleeps in the still of the night,

while beauty dances upon its dreams.

Kendall was the only one to leave me something pretty, when I requested it. Thank you! I decided to call this a collaboration. My bbm status was : la bestia esta durmiendo (the beast is asleep), and that everyone should leave me messages of love.
I woke up to find the cutest message which floored me so early in the morning - what a great prezzie!  :) I was of course immediately inspired to do something about it.
This tiny thing has led me to create another project, so you'll be seeing some of that soon.

Meanwhile I am procrastinating and have an exhibition to prepare for! The theme is killing me!