"Ap to parathiro mou stelno, ena dio ke tria ke tessera fillia, " - Pink Martini's Never on Sunday
My childhood memories appear like fireworks. Shimmering, although it is gone but somehow I can still
feel the afterglow when I close my eyes, shining the days at every moment I breathe.
How many birthday celebrations had passed and I realized that I am no longer that kid who could laugh
and cry without holding back. Gently, like in a whisper, I started to put my feelings and emotions in words
and drawings, hiding them from the others.
The beginning of this.strange.Iuv was because of a breakdown. At that time, it seemed like there was an
energy inside me and my body couldn't "contain" or control it, felt like this energy just needed to explode.
Although the world is in color, but everything felt so black and white to me. So, I drown my ears with
music. "Music" went inside my body and took a short journey, softly left me from my eyes. Although the
symphony had stopped but the sorrow remained. That was how I started drawing the characters and
sketches to describe my feelings, how I want to make it into a storybook because I want to remember all
these.
Love, so beautiful and dazzling it seems.
The characters were created based on the fundamental senses
Arllie with the heart - how falling in love makes people cannot think with a brain
05 with a pair of ears - why do people choose not to speak of their real feelings and how people limit their
connection with the world with their headphones
029 without a pair of eyes but always caring a swim ring: both the love and love craps that cannot be seen
but exist in the air, language violence can be powerful too
At the same time, I organized all my other drawings and formed scream.out.loud (SOL) because the story
book (this.strange.luv) will be finished one day but I want to continue collecting these emotions and
memories, although I am just starting now but! know this is what I should be doing and what I want to do.
love is all, all my "sol"
feel the afterglow when I close my eyes, shining the days at every moment I breathe.
How many birthday celebrations had passed and I realized that I am no longer that kid who could laugh
and cry without holding back. Gently, like in a whisper, I started to put my feelings and emotions in words
and drawings, hiding them from the others.
The beginning of this.strange.Iuv was because of a breakdown. At that time, it seemed like there was an
energy inside me and my body couldn't "contain" or control it, felt like this energy just needed to explode.
Although the world is in color, but everything felt so black and white to me. So, I drown my ears with
music. "Music" went inside my body and took a short journey, softly left me from my eyes. Although the
symphony had stopped but the sorrow remained. That was how I started drawing the characters and
sketches to describe my feelings, how I want to make it into a storybook because I want to remember all
these.
Love, so beautiful and dazzling it seems.
The characters were created based on the fundamental senses
Arllie with the heart - how falling in love makes people cannot think with a brain
05 with a pair of ears - why do people choose not to speak of their real feelings and how people limit their
connection with the world with their headphones
029 without a pair of eyes but always caring a swim ring: both the love and love craps that cannot be seen
but exist in the air, language violence can be powerful too
At the same time, I organized all my other drawings and formed scream.out.loud (SOL) because the story
book (this.strange.luv) will be finished one day but I want to continue collecting these emotions and
memories, although I am just starting now but! know this is what I should be doing and what I want to do.
love is all, all my "sol"