Strolling around

Drawings

Photographs

Words

I said it once and I'll say it again.

When I do a solitary adventure, I bring along a small sketchpad, a camera, and a notepad.

The common path you take everyday is always different from yesterday. For some reason I find myself being struck by random ideas unexpectedly in places I'm always familiar with and in a new path I take.

Everything becomes an inspiration if you don't expect an idea coming your way. Just enjoy what you see and fell in love to what was in front of you, then everything else will come after.

Emotions reconnects you to everything you see. Along with these drawings and pictures you capture, imprinted itself the feelings, thus yourself is recorded within those. It will somehow become a kind of memoir of your little adventures and ideas.

I got the habit of writing random words few years back.

To outline the concept I'm going to pursue which really helps me pick up more ideas in time and either combine old ideas to newer one, until it develops itself into a world, a universe of it's own.

Inspiration wasn't always there and most of the time absent when we needed it the most.

So I make myself unwind for a bit, enjoy my own company, breathe, then continue along.

Until you find some sparking flames and collect them, keep them close and get yourself engulfed by it.

And when ashes scatters with the wind, you'll find yourself picking up another sparks along the way.

Then the process repeats itself.