Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Tanker - Left 4 Dead
This is a zombie called Tanker in a game named Left 4 Dead.
I draw it using Adobe Photoshop CS3.
I hope all Left 4 Dead fans and gamers will like it.
Unexpected Exhaustion
Recently, my course lecturers all went insane and gave a lot of projects and assignment.
I practiced the drama for Language and Communication Skills subject.
Due to that, my throat was slightly damaged.
The Stock Motion project is killing me as well.
Many lecturers told that 3rd semester was the "Honey Moon" semester.
However, it was not totally true.
I practiced the drama for Language and Communication Skills subject.
Due to that, my throat was slightly damaged.
The Stock Motion project is killing me as well.
Many lecturers told that 3rd semester was the "Honey Moon" semester.
However, it was not totally true.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Mosaic Pieces
I'm connecting together and drawing mosaic pieces one by one
As well as the encounter and parting you gave me
I think, "It shouldn't be like this," and go to sleep
And when I awaken, it's the same old unchanging, fruitless effort
I repeat it meaninglessly
I picked up and gathered the mosaic pieces for "a way to live a good life"
That warped thing seemed beautiful to me
Above the path I chose to the end while I bluffed, while I failed
The pieces came unstuck and fell, and I would not bury them
A world spread all over every will
Even though I must have something I can't yield to anyone
I'm worried about the multiple colors
While bewitched by the various colors and shapes in the mosaic pieces
I wished far too much for "youthful indiscretion"
Believing in the cement of love in the gaps in my heart, I washed down
Pieces that will never, ever melt together
Because contrast is beautiful, roughness conversely works well
For some reason, I won't wait for my turn and find my own style of answer
The mosaic pieces brilliantly project the lies and mistakes of my past
The more I think I want to erase them all
The more I still can't advance past the start line there when I turn around
I'll try picking up and gathering my dreams once more
I'm connecting together and drawing mosaic pieces one by one
As well as the encounter and parting you gave me
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