trying to redeem myself with watercolour, watercolour pencils and blending.

i’m a little in love with the lineart, so much so that i have no idea what medium i’ll use for this one. 

woman in pen and ink in brown paper

by desingersaur

once upon a time

recently this show has got me hooked up with its real life-fairy tale back stories. being a longtime fan, it makes me even more interested with the fairy tales that i’ve have grown to love. i guess what has got me fascinated about it is the twist and crossovers of the characters in the story like Rumpelstiltskin being the beast who helplessly fell in love with belle whom he had asked for as replacement for the favor that belle’s father had asked him, or the genie that has been set free by snow white’s father happened to be the person in the mirror of the evil queen.

this evil queen who had cast a spell to the town that puts the characters to “our world” is also the mayor of storybrooke, the actualization of the fairytale book that her adopted son named henry owns. his birthmother, ema swan, becomes a relevant character in the series when henry finds her and invites her in the town to help the characters reconnect with their co characters in their respective stories, realign themselves to their actual characters and hopefully regain their memories as the characters in the book. although it will give me such splendorous feeling if i spoiled every bit of relevant info here but let me just continue on with this blog instead.  

although it might be very far-fetched for most people, but it’s the only thing i find sane in this miserable world. in a place where everyone is just too liberal and inhumane, i find comfort in watching a series that will transport me into places and send me into a time that only existed in the realm of my imagination. 

where you can actually find true love and the relevance of it’s first kiss. well maybe it’s a reason why i fall too fast and too hard, cause i’m a little too caught up with my fairy tales. 

but this world has got me to believe that there exist none for me to believe in anymore but the fairy tales.

Do you whip your hair back and forth?

maybe, if it was longer

ung may sense para masya tayo.

If you were given a chance to change your name for a day, what would you opt for?

i actually dont know

ung may sense para masya tayo.

Potato chips or french fries?

french

ung may sense para masya tayo.