Hey guys,

I moved to a new blog address. But I never updated this one to reflect that.

So this is it: http://monlikemonday.blogspot.com

I promise I won't move at all after this for the next 5 years.

And the cooking blog? Well... I need to work on photographing the food I make and eat first.

But I hope you all have wonderful holidays.

Sometimes I just want to scream SUCK A DICK.

But this isn't very polite, so I don't do it.

I know this has nothing to do with art, but I don't want to post this on facebook or something And I don't have a blog for ramblings. Nor does this belong in my cooking/baking blog... so... sorry about that. I know I have been terrible at updating, and I apologize.

I haven't been making any art this summer, but I'm trying to start. Mostly it's just been cleaning and trying to work as much as possible. There are too many bills to be paid!

I hope you all are having a wonderful summer.

Childhood, relationships, and restaurants. Finally done this final!

These are the final paintings. I'm going to rework three of them over the summer, but this is what I turned in as my final for Elements of Visual Thinking.

They are about my childhood and growing up in a Chinese restaurant and the relationships I formed in it with the customers and my family.

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Finals turn my room into a pig sty.

ELEMENTS Final: WIP so far

CLICK ON THE PHOTOS FOR ENLARGEMENTS, ESPECIALLY THE BEFORE AND AFTER PICTURES.

Together right now I have 4 paintings near completion, this is them alltoether.



The latest with some before and after.. sort of.



And my favourite painting so far is this one... with all the stages of the faces that gave me so much grief this past week.

And the final outcome is:


I feel like all of them are coming a long way.

food blog?

I did it.

I gave in.

Months of looking at Foodgawker made me do it.




I made a food blog! And it's here: Chopstick Community It sounds like it's only devoted to everything and anything Chinese, but it's not.

Go, follow, make, eat, and enjoy. :)

from my childhood series

There is something very exciting about watching a painting progress. After weeks of fretting and stressing over this project I feel like I'm finally getting it.

I feel like these paintings are slowly involving into something else. They're not only about my childhood spent at a restaurant in rural Carroll County nor just the fairytales I used to pour over inside the dingy closet at the back of the room. Something about these pieces frightens me, but I don't know what it is.

Some close up shots, and a sketch or two...



Look at how creepy these sketches are! Maybe it's a foreshadowing of my forthcoming doom.
Juuuust kidding, but really... are my paintings taking on a sinister feel? Or is that just me?