In my everyday life, in my job, when there are so many things to worry about, I often return to my artboard, touching, blending, coloring, to create something for myself. And feeling comfortable, more...
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As you know, now I do illustrations and graphic design. And here are some of my artworks of digital. |
When I was in the hometown, my hobby was drawing manga. After that, I moved to Saigon to study and have a chance to started training my digital painting skills when I was 15 years old. I tried to learn how to use the computer myself and learned graphic software on the internet and some valuable experience from colleagues. In the process of drawing and receiving comments from relatives, I need to pay more attention to character's facial expressions, what they said (I know this is my limitation) and the color in the work. My art largely reflects the intimate, gentle, and human things around me. During the work, sometimes the original orientation gradually changes. |
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For me, it is difficult to describe to you to understand the content of a work, so it is better to feel for your own way. Flow l In Summer Object details: The artwork with a group of young people and a campaign for environmental protection. Type: Portrait of a young lady and little fish. Medium: Digital painting on Photoshop Dimensions: 50x70cm |
I am
a dreamer
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That is something I cannot deny. "Individuality" I consider it an important part to bring emotions and value in my work and my art. And now, I'm still practicing to improve my skills and abilities. |
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The Lady in Pink l In Spring 2014 |
Object details: Illustration for beauty brand l Type: Shows portraits of beautiful young ladies with pink tones l Medium: Digital painting on Photoshop l Dimensions: 100x70cm |
All are
arranged
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You didn't mention things of the past You told me sweet memories I don't ask what the future will be I am with you, we will go through this together. |
As it is now, and everything the way it is Tomorrow, we cannot know what's next waiting for. I don't know. You don't know And although, all are arranged Isn't that a wonderful thing? Isn't that the best that the Creator has bestowed on us? No one knows exactly Little In the big world On a long way Step by step, we are always moving ahead of ourselves. And, together. |
Everyday |
This dream of mine, while beautiful. I am drawing from the green, I live with the little trees. There are beginnings and there is a beautiful little garden in our hearts. |
Innocent child
Does anyone still innocent
when going through a love affair
And someone is still innocent
when dreams are no longer a peaceful dream
A little flower in the flower garden
pure white blooming in the gentle sky
Crossing the flow of life
Know we will not forever be an innocent child
May I pray from the bottom of my heart
to say a few words
Wishing us peace.
when going through a love affair
And someone is still innocent
when dreams are no longer a peaceful dream
A little flower in the flower garden
pure white blooming in the gentle sky
Crossing the flow of life
Know we will not forever be an innocent child
May I pray from the bottom of my heart
to say a few words
Wishing us peace.
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Somewhere
On The Eastern Shore
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Poetry by Alexander Stinton |
Last light collects across the creek and there like jadeite or in a dream it grows in evergreen hollows. The water carries a softening music. Somewhere, someone’s lit a fire, the wet smell of hearth opens to the sky, and farther off a loud door shuts, settles. Who knew we’d never go West? That the veins down this neck of the woods would keep us? I imagine our primeval pioneer (ear to the ground, finger finding windward) like an auger in the heart of things. He must have gazed on collapsed light and place creeping both inward and away. Tides shift, yes, but come morning I’ll see jets trail a railway for the sun, the whole country asleep knowing its station is fixed, if forgotten, necessary as the split-second silence between some and where. |
