Danny for May

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Just got back from the mamak stall (mamak = muslim indian) They serve the cheapest food, ever! Yummy. :D

But anyways, I love to make people smile. It feels really good when someone tells me that I've brighten up their day and stuff like that- consider it a way of making amends for carrying freaking grumpy face 24/7 due to my potentially hazardous sleep patterns.

So, one day, I saw a very beautiful picture of a Danish footballer named Daniel Agger on May's blog. She loves him, I love the picture, there's not a hint of worry on his face, so I thought.. why not? Paint the bloody guy already!

I never considered myself an artist. NEVER. I #39;d first started handling a brush about 4 years ago. I just love to paint but I'm striving to be one. The day I can channel my emotions without a reference, the day I can take control of the colors, the paint, EVERYTHING. Heck, I sometimes feel like a designer without a concept (which is of course, bad).

Here's the painting I dedicated to May. :)

Btw, I think I'll be re-editing this post a couple of times since I don't know how to post a picture properly in this blog. I'm sorry if you have to see some weird ass HTML codes floating around.