I'm sincerely sorry for...

...everything that I've ever unintentionally killed. I think the lesson I can take from this is: don't have anything alive around me during Summers and Winters.

Bunny Takes Off

Bunny hopes that sometimes we can all be brave enough to take off.

Bunny Fortress

Bunny built itself a fortress, and was guarding it vigilantly.

Busy Bunny

Some bunnies has a big to-do list.

Happy Halloween Everyone!

Bunny waits for bus

I had to catch this bus yesterday and spend half an hour walking around downtown San Francisco looking for its bus stop, and eventually saw this piece of printing paper duck taped on a tree. And then had to wait another 20 minutes for the actual bus to come.

I miss Vancouver's public transport system.

Abacus carwash

This morning I dream of an abacus with carwash fabrics for the bottom parts. I am confused.

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.

Meeting Notes

Production meetings is a great time to sketch, people don't move about too much, and co-workers understands why I am staring at them so much.

Piano

Bunny has a love-hate relationship with pianos.

Doggie!

Found that cute doggie photo from a animal portrait site, and I went AWWWWW!

Chair

Saw this cool chair on http://www.designmuseum.org

More sketches

I sketched this while waiting for restaurant resevation. He turned around after I finished and I realized he was a she. I quickly checked my drawing to see if I missed any critical info that might have represented her better but I don't think so. 

Sleepy dude waiting for train. And I dreamed of someone nice gave me a bowl of goldfishes with faces of owls. It looked more 3d and real in my dream but my drawing turned out like this. Hmm.

Dad's sketch when we visited Fisherman's Wharf. I was busy drawing people who moved every two strokes, and I thought he was too, but he was smarter and drew the immobile architecture.

Out the Door

The parental storm is over, and I got a few chances to get out the door and paint. The top is the view of Crissy Field near Golden Gate, painted while having company picnic. The bottom is in a winery near Saratoga.

Waiting for train sketches

I discovered a brilliant break through everyone!! I'm sketching with ink pen instead of waxy pencils!! So I can finally see what I just drew!!

Ahem.

In other news, my parents and in-laws are gonna be in town for a week, starting tomorrow. We're gonna take them touring up and down the Bay Area. I bought my dad a sketch book and I plan to sketch with him as I go. He doesn't know it yet, I'll just shove it to him during the trip. Cause he's always lecturing me that I should keep sketching, and damn it I want to see him do it himself. He always said hes too busy to sketch (which he is, teaching full time 7 days a week), but he's on vacation now, so no more excuses. If things go well I'll post both of our sketches.

Bunny Birthday!

Man, Bunny's turning 32 years old. Next weekend, I'm steaming a whole fish, and making hot pot at home, yum yum yum!!

Creepy Real Bunny

My cousin's yard bunny (the bunny that he caught in his yard) gave birth to 6 bunnies, only this one survived. All babies are born creepy, and only got cuter later.


I dreamed that there's a hair growing out of my right eyeball and I couldn't find a tweezer.

Bunny Swim

Bunny contemplates jumping in.

I hate living in the past, but I am. Urg.

I spelled snow wrong.


I'm learning to pay more attention to things around me. There was a piece of dried lime around me.


I was playing with this piece of paper coil on my finger when chatting with my grandma on the phone. She can barely comprehend me now. I was really sad after I hung up, and was staring at it for awhile.


This piece of mint green cloth was in my childhood memory a lot. I remember staining it.

Bunny Flys Off

I think I almost lost my life in the playground once. All of my brothers and sisters and cousins grew up in this catholic kindergarten/sunday school place, and they have this metal geo sphere in the playground and it rotates by people pushing. One day I was climbing on the outside of the sphere and a few strong kids started turning it, REAL fast, to the point I was flying horizontal, and barely holding on. I was very scared and embarrassed and my little t-rex arms finally quit and I flew out. Luckily I didn't hit anything, except while being airborne my foot scraped my poor cousin's face who happens to walk by. I landed with a belly flop, bruised and scratched up and still in shock, saw my cousin crying in protest of being kicked for no reason. Apparently no adults or nuns and sisters were around so I went to wash up my hands and didn't dare to tell anyone. And being thick as I am I only remember this whole thing last week, and I drew it down. I wonder how many other near-death experience I had that I managed to forget?