the best week of my life and the second best week of my life both revolved around a bi-yearly event. fashion week in seoul. for 5 days I am whisked away to another plane of existence, a glimpse into what it would be like to be a sought-after celebrity.
My Amano style Zoro. I’m not sure how the colors look on the screen. This is probably my third watercolor painting in my life, and I have no idea how to use watercolor. I think I treated it too much like acrylic. it’s not as “amano” as I’d like, but it’s kind of hard to instantly be a professional painter like he is. I get too scared to put dark shadows on things and freak out when it’s too dark. but a shadow is dark. that’s what it is. I don’t know. I will have to continue to draw and paint and by time I finish this series maybe I will have a better grasp of watercolor.
HERE’S TO HOPIN’.
ps I decided that this painting takes place between the alabasta arc and before they reach skypedia, because that is when zoro is really tan and the clouds were dark and stormy. nobody I know will understand this, I am pushing my nerd glasses up my nerd nose on my nerd face as I make this note to myself. pretty proud of my clever references.
YEAH ONE PIECE!!!
All Devin and I have been watching is One Piece. I am obsessed. it is an epic Pirate anime. no doubt I will go into detail about it’s greatness one day on this blog, but for now the subject is the drawing of. I came up with this great plan in my mind to draw all the One Piece crew in Amano Yoshitaka style. He did the art for the Final Fantasy games (for my non-nerd friends). when I was 11 and played those games, I did not appreciate or understand his style. now I love it. I haven’t drawn in a long time and wanted to get back into it, so Devin and I went to this giant art store in Shinjuku today and I spent ¥5,564 (~$60!) on supplies. but considering what I got, I’m excited!
I decided I didn’t want to ink with black anymore. anything but black. so I got some really nice maroon, brown and light gray pens for inking! I got a gummy eraser that doesn’t leave dust, a sharpener, 3 color pencils (for Amano style touches with the pens) big water color paper and a nice brush set! I brought a watercolor kit with me from home.
On the left is the Amano picture from a Final Fantasy game I referenced, mixed with one of my favorite One Piece characters, Zoro (I luff him).
It turned out pretty much exactly how I wanted it to, which is rare since it’s been a million years since I have drawn anything. I am looking forward to painting it, I think it will turn out well! if I don’t screw it up that is! whew!
one of my biggest dreams of all time came true last Sunday (thanks to yukari~!). I saw Super junior Live in Japan. I was the only blonde haired white girl in the whole arena that I could see. I sat in the high up seats, but it was a small arena. to my left was a princess-type who barely reacted. to my right, an extreme fan girl who screamed and cried and jumped around. I myself, was right in-between those types. literally and type wise.
the show was nothing like anything I’d ever seen in my life. the stage went all over the entire arena. the lights themselves were their own show. it was like MJ’s “this is it” stage theatrics meeting a Korean boy band. trap doors, pyrotechnics, moving screens, color changing lights, shooting confetti, shifting stage mechanics, and flying harnesses. cute/cool mini-videos would play when they needed to change costumes several times. every single person in the audience had a special suju glowstick they did not set down for a second (I would later see fans on the train ride home and wave it at them and it created magical friendships between us despite language barrier). there was a really surreal moment when the show was finished… some stage lights stayed on, glowing on all the faces in the arena while everyone still had their blue lights waving. it was a gradient of heavenly colors. it got incredibly quiet. then slowly I could hear more and more tiny voices singing together–the whole arena was a giant choir or angelic Japanese girl voices singing a song I didn’t recognize.. but everyone knew it! it was going on for 3 minutes over and over until the lights shut off and everyone started screaming. a video played of cartoon suju members as vegetables. when it was over, suju came out dressed in vegetable costumes. it was ridiculous. the show continued for a few more songs, and they also spoke to the crowd. the show was 3 1/2 hours long, and it flew by completely.
When I first got in the concert, an older Japanese women stopped me in the crowd and was so surprised I was there. we spoke briefly, she had flown up from Australia, but was so shocked I even knew who super junior was. I stuck out like a sore thumb. if only I had floor seats so suju could have seen my beacon of light hair!
I had two moments with the fan girl on my right. she was crying after the first 3 songs. I was too, I couldn’t help it! (if you think I’m a lame-o for crying, take a second to imagine something impossible. then imagine that impossible thing happening in real life. it was a wonderful thing, boy band concert aside). I was just overwhelmed with … feelings. and not the usual boy-band love-sick goofy-girl feelings. like, imagining being them–the power to make girls scream and fall in love with you with just a smile, despite language barriers. it was so cool to be interested in something from another country, in an entirely different country. it made the world smaller. the moment I would become beside myself I would tear up. it was like I was staring into something so beautiful, I couldn’t even comprehend life itself. I think it was just happiness and pure joy welling up inside of me and it had to come out of my face somehow. at least I wasn’t peeing my pants.
so I tap the girl on the arm and say in the only Japanese I could: “me too! it’s okay!” and motioned to my eyes and we both laughed and used our scarves to dry our eyes. later siwon had his shirt off but it wasn’t projected on the screen. I tapped her again and shouted “SIIWWOONNN” and she was like “eh??” and I pointed and yelled again. he was half naked. we both looked at each other and screamed with the joy that comes with staring at incredibly ripped and naked korean men. it was glorious. although I couldn’t talk with the people around me, I was still so happy to be there with other fans. I do wish AJ was there to scream with me in English.
speaking of English, during one of their mini videos they had some lyrics on the screen. parts included “baby baby baby” and “lady lady lady”. rest was in Korean, translated to Japanese on screen. lastly they had “Shawty shawty shawty” (shorty) or, what it was suppose to say. it actually read “shwaty shwaty shwaty” which made me laugh. I might have been the only one realizing that was not even close to an English word. but no one cared. who cares. but I caught it.
Although I saw a great amazing show, cried a little, screamed a lot and couldn’t stop smiling…. THIS AIN’T OVER YET! I WILL SEE SUJU IN KOREA!! AND I WILL SEE SUJU WITH FLOOR SEATS!!! I WILL TOUCH A SUJU HAND! ONE DAY! my goals are slowly to be realized. this will be an expensive goal, no doubt. sigh. I better start learning some korean language.
this morning on the way to my other job, I blasted SHINee’s new song to wake/pump me up and then I blew out my front left car speaker.
I looked up the translation of the lyrics today. not only does this song falcon punch my face with awesome, the lyrics and meaning of the song is REALLY INTENSE.
Your undeniable spell is the Lucifer
Your undeniable magic is the Lucifer
When I approach you
With your angelic face
Say the reason you live is for me
K-pop busted my speakers and I’m kinda excited about it. the speaker represents my mind: TOTALLY BLOWN. also it remains now like my heart: TOTALLY BROKEN. sigh, SMTOWNnnnnn I still fawn for you to exist freshly in my mind every moment till the day I die. I may or may not have been a japanese school girl in another life, but in my next one I hope I end up a korean male pop idol. oh man they dress so cool these days.
my true self has re-emerged. when I was 14, I loved boy bands. I thought I was cool because I had a “humor site” about nsync, so that made me a different type of boy band fan. years went by, trends and fads and boy bands faded. it was no longer 1999 – 2001. I discovered “real music”, or what I called it at the time. long gone were the days of men looking pretty, wearing matching clothes, seduction with hip thrust dance moves or sweet pre-written ballads to make me buy their merch. I was listening to musicians who played instruments and wrote their own songs! they didn’t dance, but that was ok. (at the time).
this brings us 2010, the future. also, right now. I don’t know how I completely stumbled upon Girl’s Generation’s ‘Gee’ (known as the greatest song to come out of South Korea of all time). but through lots of youtube videos and k-pop blogs, they led me down the trail of no return–my former love of boy bands–and shit was it the mother load! a 13 member boy band? americans scoff at the idea. 5 was always enough. at least, that’s what I thought in 1999.