Toys. The first extravagant items we want since we were little. I had heaps of toys when I was young. As time goes by, some toys were replaced by books, cosmetics, electronic devices or video games. But for some people, their toys have never left their places.
Toys are one of my passions. As in my previous entry about Underground Toy exhibition that I accidentally found.
Toys have stories of their own. Mine too, they have a lot to tell; the story of how they were found, the atmosphere of the place where they came from, the feeling of the person who gave them to me, etc.
My favourite ones are figurines, especially figurines from movies. The rarer they are, the more precious they become and in the same time, the older they are, the more precious and rarer they become...
"Gollum" From The Lord of The Rings : The Two Towers.One of the items in my rare collection. This one I got in 2002 from The Extended DVD collection. This limited edition could worth a lot in the next 10 years!
Some travelled across the sea...
"Harry Potter figurine". It was a gift from UK from my highschool best buddy. The year the first movie was premiered.
Some didn't come easy. Some took months of searching...
"Mr. Spock and Spock Prime figurine" I just got these two guys recently. As the movie (Star Trek - 2009)was launched last year, it was quite impossible to find these two main characters. But after months of searching, I got them! (But I still can't find Captain Kirk)
By looking at one's toy box, it's fascinating how a piece of toy can tell so much of its owner. whether the owner is a boy or a girl. how they treat their toys. what's their passion in life. Some love girlish dolls because they adore beauty. Some collect figurines from their favorite movies as they want to materialize the feeling that a movie brings. Some born to be an architect, that's why they always carry a bucket of legos with them everywhere. etc.
And here's the fun part...You can create your own story with your toy.
...Or like me, when I brought fairy tale to the next level!
Although they are not Ken and Barbie, they can make a lovely couple, right, Tinker Bell?
So no one is too old for toys. Keep your toys, especially your childhood toys, close to your heart for they can be a gateway to bring you back to those good old days.
Eva S.
(photo credit - ME)
Drawing can be a creative hobby, a way to relax, even a career for some people.
To me, drawing is a way to let my mind sink deep into my subconcious...to see what's buried deep in my mind and then make that thought visible as a figure on a plain paper.
Drawing cartoon or manga is something I do since I was a kid. In my middle school days, I even made my own comic book out of a school notebook.
I was raised by imagination.
I don't agree when people say "I can't draw." or "I don't know how to draw."
I don't know either.
I've never attended a drawing class seriously.
I just draw.
It's simple.
I like to draw people. I draw my friends, my brother, even imaginary people.
When drawing real people, your friends for example, to make your drawing look alike those people, you have to observe them.
I used to spend time gazing at my friends photos to find their distinctive points before i start to transform them into a cartoon character.
And surprisingly that moment can make you see something in them that you've never noticed before, like how beautiful their eyes are or how thin their lips are. Also the memories of the time you spent with them will come to you like a flashback in your mind. Then by the time you start drawing, you will realized that you have just spent a good amount of time letting yourself sinking in your memories.
Me, doing some drawing of my friends in Disney cartoon style.
To me, just a little help of your imagination, anyone who is capable to move their hand by holding a pencil can draw.
Raphael's Head of a Muse (1508) picture credit
Some people are born to make great art, but some people...like me, just draw to heal their weary hearts.
So why hesitate? Grab your pencil now!
Eva S.
There are two major worlds in my utopia. One is the world of Fantasy and the other is the world of Reality.
The world of Reality is closely connected to another world called the world of Maturity and Responsibility.
To travel from the world of Fantasy to the world of Reality requires more than 'Faith, trust and fairy Dust". You need a special kind of transportation known as "Growing-up" which is a very 'expensive' course.
Documentation? Most basic thing you need is a special passport called academic degree and qualifications.
Price to pay? only most of your dream energy and optimism. You can load a bucket full of magic and fantasy with you to the trip but once you arrive at the world of Reality, what in your bucket is nothing but fading smoke. And you need a very strong pair of wings of dream to carry you there too!
Sounds frightening, doesn't it?
I'm taking that journey. Hope my wing are stong enough.
Bon Voyage!
Eva S.
Photo credit : ME. "Bernini's angel" from the Vatican
