At this age of time, having talent is not good enough.
You’ll need the social skill to get along.
To present yourself. To demonstrate your skill.

To be able to speak, is very important.

People will nominate you for roles
with your capability of communicating.

We are after all in a communication world.

But all just talk and no walk is pointless too.

You’ll soon be disclose of your scheme if
once seen through.

You either cover yrself really well
or suffer to be tramp on.

I’ve worked with many people like that.
They normally don’t like my harshness of
confronting them when I disclose bluntly
of the hollowness in them.

You either start buckling up of what you
should know, or stop showing off little
bits and pieces you’ve read in academic books.

Go get the experience! Crapping out from
books won’t get you far very long.

Go actually write a script!
Go actually participate in a shoot!
Go get editing software and practice at home.

I do know how some people get to their position
despise their incapability to perform their role.

Heh. You can’t bullshit a bullshiter.

So see the importance of communication?

Know it well, and you’ll prosper in a lie
that will never be unfold.

Godspeed.

-chinyew

I started doing push ups on daily basis
since early this year.

It begun when I and a couple of friends
were pretty drunk in a party,
I was challenged to do push-ups.

I survived doing 10.

Next morning my arms were so sore,
moving slightly hurts.

A week later, I tried doing 10 again.
Hands sore less.

Next morning, I did another 10.
Didn’t hurt.
Consecutively I did for the entire week
10 every morning.

The following next week, I push myself
and survived 5 more, that’s like 15.

And then next week, I pushed another 5.
Total of 20.

To date, I’m doing average 50 push-ups a day now.

I’m very amazed how the Japanese manga artist
can pull out so many pages a month.

Their industry must have evolved quite
rapidly.

I’m currently trying to push that bar
with my comic.

Need to draw faster, yet effectively.

Here are the pencils, which I’ve spent
way too much time on.

Till the evolution comes.

-chinyew

Strive and strive and strive.

Years back, I was bomb emailing everyone
’bout my run at 30dayartist.com

Most didn’t give a damn.

But some did.

That’s what most important;

some.

“Even a lousy marksman hits the target
eventually if he fires enough shots.”

My book will definitely be published one day.
I’m deeply motivated and inspired by Yoshihiro Tatsumi’s
A Drifting Life.

-chinyew

Completing a project is very important.

No point in starting something
and abandoning it at the end.

Serves no justice to your own
hard work.

Not fair to your readers.

Closure.

I’ll be continuing my run till
end of Sept.

Total pages from Vol.1 is 430+ pages.
I’m targeting another 170 pages.
That’s the total of 600.

Need to do it.

After completing I See So Many Butterflies,
I’m gonna take a break for awhile on comics.

Will concentrate on my film directing.

Here’s for readers who just hopped on:

Vol.2:

Urghh…

Drawing is so hard.

Frustrated.

Drag my own lazy ass to the
drawing table.

Pressure.

Sat for awhile. Doodle a little.
Couldn’t get the images out right.
Threw the pencil and launch myself
to the bed. A mistake to have
your drawing desk next to yr bed.

Twist and turn on my bed for awhile.
Fed up, got up, flip a graphic novel.
Got a little inspired, jumped back
to the drawing desk. Minutes later,
still nothing. Turned on the PC for
music. Boost my stereo. Music kicks
in. Felt the drive a little. Took
up my pencil. Circular. Horizontal.
Etcetera. Etcetera.

Screw the resistant and finally opens
the box of Famous Amos that I’ve been
saving. Saved for block days.
Today IS a block day I tell myself.
Yum-yum.
Munched away. Drank milk.
Scribble. Erase. Finally. Finally.

Began to ink. Carefully. Carefully.
Looked at the time. Damn. I’m late.
Got to post. Got to post.

Ran downstairs. Turned on my pc.
Scanned the page.
Adjusted in Photoshop.
Clean the lines.

Post.
What to write? What to write?
Jam. Wait-I know! Guess I’ll write
about this; The struggle!

The struggle of how every page
is produced.

Now-here:

-chinyew

When I’m asked to work on something,
I research deeply into it.

I remembered reading a book that
advises;

‘research’ is the ultimate to a masterpiece.

I watches tons of movies and read tons of
material every year.

Back when I was working as a concept writer
for a tv production house, I would watch
atleast 3 movies a day of a particular
genre or theme that I was asked to developed.

Currently I’m reading A DRIFTING LIFE.

I’m so thankful for my early manga reading years.

Back when I was in primary school, I was really
obsessed with Japanese manga and anime.
A close friend who was also into comics made
fun of them, and made various insults on
the Japanese art form. He also tried pushing
American comics to me. Soon other friends
joined along and made fun of me. Due to peer pressure,
I turned to American comics. But secretly,
I would still run down to the video shop and rent
an episode of Dragon Ball, or buy a copy of
translated version Lone Wolf. Years later,
the manga wave came to Malaysia, and everyone
dropped the superhero comics and turned to
Manga. So did all my friends that had laughed
at me.

I used to buy manga obsessively.
Even though I couldn’t read Chinese, which was
the cheapest edition I could find,
I would still buy them, just to study them.
I was able to get the story even though
I couldn’t read the words. Thinking back,
I think by doing that, it had forces myself
to digest the sequential images with in-depth,
and subconsciously I had trained myself
to master the sequential art form.

Those were my early influences.

I guess that was what developed my storytelling skill.

I have more influences, but I would say Japanese
art form shaped me most.

I really love A DRIFTING LIFE.
It talks about the manga art form.
The spirit inside the book reminds
me of my manga reading days.

Can’t wait to share the book around once I’m done.

Posting early today, cause need to go Church
in the morning.

Heading to the studio now to visit the boys
and bring them awesome Malay style wet Char Kuey teow.

Yum Yum.

-chinyew

Met up with some friends last night.

They thought I’ve been feeling depress lately.

Maybe it’s the post that I’ve been posting.
Maybe it’s the vibe that I’ve been spreading.

But no guys, I’m fine.

Guess maybe it’s because I’ve been trying
to get into the pages lately. To be in the
mood of the characters inside my comic.

I have to agree that I See So Many Butterflies
can be a pretty dark and depressive book.

I got commented many times of Vol.1.

But to some who have read ALOT of other
darker and melancholy stuff, my book
will seem pretty pretentious and pansy
to them.

But yeah, I’m trying to be in the character.
Being in a jail lock-up is no funny business.

Even my special someone thought she should
detach from me for awhile after reading yesterday’s post.

The post are meant to be for general.
Most of them are targeted for people
who wants to be an artist.
My post serves as a heads-up of what to
expect if you were one, through my experience
as one.

Detaching is very important after being inside
your story and character for too long.

You want to be in the mood to create the
most authentic work. But you wouldn’t want
it to eat you up till you affect people
around you.

Heh. Guess it already has.

Shall detach for awhile.

Here are pencils for the coming 2 pages.
Got back pretty late last night drinking
with the boys. Shall ink them tonight.

Till then.

I’ve tried to adapt many times in my life.

Entering a new world.

Facing new changes.

Encountering disaster.

Financially.

Relationships.

Adapt; getting used to.

Fixing your mental and physical to suit
the enviroment.

Tell your heart, force your heart
to feel a certain way.

Brainwash yourself.

“What that doesn’t kill you,
only makes you stronger.”
- Friedrich Nietzsche

My no.1 quote of all time.

-chinyew

The famous slogan;

Take a break, Take a Kit Kat.

Once in awhile we should detach
from our heavily obsessed art life.

Go grab a beer. Watch a play.
Catch a movie. Laugh at stand-ups.

Or even better, go do something
un-art related.

Too much of something is bad for you.

So is art.

We need the fresh air.

-chinyew

Sorry guys. Had to rush out to work.
Have to head to the production house.

Sigh.

Anyway, apologize for bad grammar
or spelling. Will be fixing the
sentences in the future.

Meanwhile…