Whatever will be will be

Nothing can describe what it is like to draw. There are no words, just a feeling of happiness. Nothing can describe the mundane action of repetition but at times the result can be pleasing.

Leaves

Leaves. Leave me. Leave so that I can focus.

Food Republic sketch

Sometimes I do not really want to eat. I just want to sit down and chill. Today was such a day. It did not bother me that seated on my left was a Japanese family trying out different types of local dishes and to my left were five aunties speaking in Hokkien with smatterings of English. I just kept my focus on the stall in front of me to the left.

I started by writing the Chinese characters that I saw on my notebook because I did not know some of them and wanted to check them out using my electronic dictionary when I got home.

Then I decided that the food stall to the left which was a beef noodle stall was the most interesting and started to draw whatever that could fit into the remaining space on my notebook.