A snap of an old work

One of the great things about going for a short trip home is that I got a chance to picture my old works that hang on my parents’ house. The one above is a watercolor I did back in college, based from an old postcard I had. I was so happy of it back then. Now, I see all the flaws– harsh bold lines, distorted faces and all. It was even painted using cheap water colors (well, not THAT cheap though) and Chinese brushes. But when I remember all the hard work  put into it, the puzzles of resolving every color and the labyrinth in each and every curl of cloth, I’m still proud of it. Especially with all the things that I’ve learnt  and the improvement of skills I’ve acquired through the years after this painting. It’s satisfying to know that I have improved and developed as a person and as an artist as well, at least even in my own little way. it’s great to realize that I’m not redundant. that i have evolved and will continue evolving, still be learning more things– in life and in art– for the years to come. And this 38″x 24″ painting will be a living testament to that– as it hangs proudly on my parent’s dining room.