Here comes Mrs. Santa Clause...are you naughty or nice?

Here's another confession, and I hope it won't upset many people :))
I don't like Santa Claus.
He's stolen Christmas day from the Holy Baby, Jesus :))
But yes, it's easier to draw Santa Claus' image and to use the image on a card than to draw Jesus.
Still, cause I don't like the popularity of Santa Claus....
I decide to use Mrs. Santa Claus' image :-D
It's the first digi made from my Christmas project.
Ooh...but don't you think she's too young to be Mrs. Santa Claus? -you might think so.
Well, this is her look when she was young :-D

I enter her to these following challenges..
Challenge #45 Christmas Punches on TotallyPaperCrafts
Challenge #108 Christmas Cuties on OneStopCraftChallenge
Tip #12 Anything Goes Challenge on TopTipTuesday

Here's the recipe....
Stamps:
Digi stamp by Ouli
Snowflakes by HeroArts
Punch:
Doily lace Martha Stewart border punch
Die Cuts:
Decorative Flourishes set by Sizzix
Baby Face font set by Cuttlebug
Paper:
Patterned Paper by DCWV

Hope I won't offend Mr Santa Claus if he read this :))

My Confession

Christmas is coming, and I think it's fun if I'm welcoming the Holy day with making some Christmas digi stamps. This one is inspired by the memory of my childhood....believe it...or..not....
I was too angelic, that's why I never got the part as Maria...ahahah...*devil's laugh*

ps. what's the memory of your Christmas childhood?

Un biglietto per mia mamma

I made this card as a requirement for Fika's "MINI JUICY CONTEST". The contest theme is about making a card or a scrapbook for someone very special and with some bit story why the person is special.
By default parents are normally always special someones to their children, my Dad is also a special someone for me, but my Mom needs some encouragement because she really had some troubling moments since October last year that made her have to be in and out some hospitals, and from January til early May she almost spent the whole months lay in the hospital bed.

Glad that she made it through, but during that period of time I came to realise how much I missed her and how much it stressed me to see her in that painful situation. Painful as literally being cut without anaesthetic, this was because Mom is very sensitive to anaesthetic agent. Previously in January, she almost lost her life after her bad-toe amputation operation, the operation went well, but after she was back in her room for just about 30 minutes, she started to pant and gasp like she could no longer have power to inhale. She even told us that she couldn't make it anymore, there was only me, my auntie -my Mom's elder sister and my uncle-my Mom's younger brother in the room, all the other have gone home. My auntie and uncle then tried to calm her  and to keep her conscious while I nervously ran for help since the bell wouldn't get the nurses' attention as fast as we want and because the nurse station was just in front of my Mom's room. So in that one day she came out from the operation and landed at the ICU. It was because of that later when she needed another surgery for her sole of foot in March, the doctor that operated her seemed reluctant to do it, it seemed that Mom would be in big risk for that 'small' operation because of Mom's susceptibility to anaesthetic. The chief doctor of the team who's also my Mom's Internist Endocrinologist then took over the operation procedure by himself but without anaesthetic. I don't want to tell the horror here cause it's not nice at all, but just imagine the pain  every time some muscles being cut.

I'm just happy Jesus gave Mom strength  and power during that time, and that her healing process goes so well. I thank also to my friends who prayed for her health, especially to Michele who lit a candle at Church for her cure. I'm happy with this contest too.

Quirky Tag and Haiku Contest

Photo by TikTik
I know I'm not quirky because I had a hard time to list four unspectacular quirks of mine !!thank to Monica :))!!. Anyhow, here they are:

1. I never order coffee but chocolate drink when I go to Starbucks, and I always top my choco drink with cinnamon, vanilla and choco powders.
2. I don’t like drinking coffee, but I love ice cream with coffee flavour, and I like the smell of coffee.
3. Chicken –dead or alive, and also raw flesh of chicken makes me queasy, but I love cooked chicken, breast only though, I don't eat other parts :)
4. I use my index finger knuckle to push the light switch and the elevator button

Now, I want Leet and TheSuccess tell the blogsphere of their quirkiness.

That's all for quirky business, and let's get on to Haiku Twitter writing contest 2 made by Coppyblogger, worth the MacBook Air for the first winner.


It will end tomorrow, and I have already sent mine the very morning of today, but I did a mistake.
Oh well...still I doubt I will win even without the mistake.
It's my first try making a haiku, and there are a lot people compete in the contest. I have known Haiku, but I didn't know the anatomical of it, not until I read the Rules of the competition.
The skeleton of Haiku is this:
Phrase one (5 syllables) / phrase two (7 syllables) / phrase three (5 syllables)

Here is my initial Haiku:

Haiku makes me mad/
I start to count syl-la-ble!/
Hope it’s worth a mac

But there are too many people twittering "Mac" or "MacBook Air" already, and there are too many people "counting" too, so I sent this:

Twelve a.m is here/
No one else but me alone/
My thought swings to you

The small mistake is that "a.m". It was meant to be "p.m", since the idea came exactly at midnight time. Anyway, as I said earlier, that really doesn't matter, I've noted at least two witty haikus that I favour to win, especially the first one, here they are:

John J Savo:
Haiku! God bless you/
nothing but a sneeze of thought/
and no handkerchief

Michael:
Losing all my hair/
so I need a macbook air/
to research baldness

Cool and witty right :))
If you think you can beat them, then waste time no more.
Post yours before Nov 16'08 here, that of course if you are a twitter citizen.

Everything is Ecstasy

Before some hours ago, I'd never known Jack Kerouac.
I found him through one of my linkages on the net, and the cupid works through his words.
You're going to be my favourite too now!!
This writing....it was love at the first read for me!
So I'm putting it here, I put it anywhere, it's becoming my mantras now... :))

"I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet,
concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream.
Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds.
But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever.
Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all.
It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity.
It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing.
It's a dream already ended.
There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about.
I know this from staring at mountains months on end.
They never show any expression, they are like empty space.
Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away?
Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born."

Kanagraphy

It's another Japanese art of writing.
Very intriguing to me the way the artist composing the Japanese characters so they make resemblance of western words.

Some Kanagraphies made by Makiko Ozeki and Norio Hiromizu can be seen by
clicking that picture of Kanagraph on the left. See that English words? Love life! And it has similar meaning in its Japanese sense too. Must be quite complicated, but it's indeed beautiful.

I learnt about this wonderful thing today when I for the first time chat again on Skype that made me met Norio also for the first time.

Art Attempt

I have felt privileged since last Saturday when an invitation of Sri Hadhy's opening painting exhibition arrived for me.
I know I probably got it because I once, though only for a day, joined his course.
He, one of the notable painters from Indonesia, will have his painting exhibition next week, and it seems he invite all of his ex-/pupils to attend the opening ceremony.

Leet phoned me about Sri Hadhy some days ago when she saw her friends' painting exhibition at Hotel Nikko. Apparently one of them was Sri Hadhy's student. Leet and I have been dreaming to live for and from painting. What a coincidence that I got that invitation on Saturday.

That only day when he saw me doing a sketch, he eulogised my sketch! :-D
Well...though it was probably just his encouragement as a teacher to his student, it did and does make me proud because he did not say that to my two friends.

Maybe I do have a little talent on art, but I never really practise it, unlike Leet.
There is this axiom that says that success is about 1% talent and 99% attempt or practice.
My problem is, I have too much wants that lead me nowhere at the end. I'm so easy to like something.

I love Van Gogh's brush stroke. I like Klimt's rich and sensual paintings. I like Basquiat's puzzled paintings. I'm taken by Edward Hopper's capture of aloneness. I want to make pop art drawings like Lichtenstein. I admire some paintings and drawings on deviantart. I dream to be like each of them, not just one of them :-D
C'est terrible, n'est pas.

Anyhow, these are my latest attempts on paintings.
Hey you, sorry if I used the design that I made for you ya ;-) I like it so much. Don't worry, I mask your face and the word on your heart so it won't reveal you.

If my fingers could successfully materialise the picture that I saw on my head, this picture could have been much better.
He wanted me to make a tattoo design that depicts yin-yang concept. Him with his feminine and masculine sides blending, but that doesn't mean he's a sissy. He's very straight.

I feel that he's a good person, full of spirit, loves life, loves women and loves his ‘favourite sport' ;-)
He has a very artistic face, so I made it as part of my design. Hence I decided that his tattoo would be him with my tattoo design that shows his passions: woman, nature, beauty, and kindness, all over his thorax and his hands. I was inspired by a cover illustration of Secret Rendezvous, a novel by Kobo Abe.

These two are just a draft and a remake of the design. He took the original one.
See how I failed the colouring scheme :-(

The Guru

I met Liem Keng Sien, the dean of 'rest and relax' university last week.
Was glad he still remembers us, the lazy pupils, after almost 3 years of never been in touch.
He's one of the most unique and interesting characters I've ever known in person so far.
He's like an incarnation of Peter Pan, my childhood favourite character.

He still has faith in taking ourselves back to pottery world again.
It always fascinates me to hear him telling story about life essences and about his dreams.
Can't believe he saves place for us there.
Really feel honoured but.....

Human....
Or it's just my erroneousness as usual?
A perfect way is provided
But I'm losing faith...