Mother Told Me by YaChin You

Mother Told Me

Mother Told Me by YaChin You

Mother Told Me

Mother told me

don’t get my ears pierced

so I can be a boy in my next life

so I can be fierce

no tears

’cause boys don’t cry

I will have a package so big

when you see ’em your eyes will fry

there will be too much love next life

thank you very much

I will take three wives

you see

these knife scars

fight scars

fast cars

girls can’t leave me alone in the bar

they winking at me from the pole

anything is possible

the world will be all mine to destroy

when I’m a boy

there's a waterfall

Inking In Progress

there's a waterfall

there’s a waterfall

Hello fans,

Last week I did a whole ton of inking, bringing out the lighter and darker objects and added a lot more details.

It’s really hard to tell the subtle shades of gray when the ink is wet, but once it’s dry the difference between a lighter shade and a darker shade become a lot more pronounced.

Hopefully I’ll be able to start (or even finish!) coloring tomorrow!

background on the left side

background on the left side

top of the right part

top of the right part

adding shadows on the face

adding shadows on the face and the hair

progress so far

progress so far

Close up on the bottom left corner

First Add Lines, Then Ink, Then Colors

Inking the background mountains

Inking the background mountains

Dear fans,

How much of what your elementary school teachers told you can you still remember now?

I went to an art elementary school where “gifted children” go develop their talents early. I took several tests at the age of 8 including watercolor, drawing and sculpture, got admitted to the school and became one of those “gifted children.” Gifted children’s curriculum include watercolor, sketching, drawing, design, calligraphy, sculpture and Chinese ink painting.

I got beaten a lot when I was in this school because I liked to talk, I liked to draw people my own way and I liked to read comic books during class. During the four -year program, there was a group exhibition every year showcasing these children’s artworks and there were prizes to be awarded. I never got any prizes. My mother sent me to extra drawing and sculpture classes and still I didn’t win anything.

When I started working on this big ink painting with a bamboo brush in my hand, magically some of what was taught in the ink painting class 18 years ago came back to me.

“Mix the light ink, then the mid tone, then the dark ink.”

“Wet the paper first for a more expansive look.”

“First add lines, then ink, then colors.”

I wonder how much of these things does any one of my classmates back then remember? The ones who always had their hair up nice, dress nice, and looked especially nice posing for the camera in front of their award winning paintings?

From all those Facebook posts and profiles, I know I’m the only one who’s still making my own art works. Not winning awards just yet. But, still in it. So, there, *itches.

Close up on the bottom left corner

Close up on the bottom left corner

Close up or upper right corner

Close up or upper right corner