Still shy and timorous, but less than some years ago, I dedicate my spare time to discovering what my imagination would bring if I take paper, pencil, markers, crayons or pastels and start to draw. Sometimes I'm suprised by effects of my work. But when I was in highschool my shyness detrmined not only my everyday life but also the way I drew and thought. My favourite colour - grey; my favourite utensil - pencil; my favourite size of paper - the smaller, the better; horror vacui. Now I don't fear filling my thoughts and drawings with colours. I like making experiments and trying new techniques. Something has changed.
The dream tree
Family nest
Windy pensiveness
Pocahontas with short hair
Arisu-chan
Curly hat
Neko
Anselm (my marine creature)
Risa-chan
