kembon
graphic artist
I'm a photographer. Working is my playtime. Every details of it is my life.
May 24thA 19 year old graduate of Fine Arts from Bulacan, Philippines. Photography, Illustration, Design, and Video Editing is what I do aaaand Im lovin' it..
Nov 20thI am Abdul Mukmin Sulung "AMS" Pekanbaru—19 years of age. I am fond of designing and creating cartoons. My tools are digital arts like Adobe Photoshop and Adobe Illustrator. I edit and manipulate all kinds of photos, but my forte is in making Digital Art. As no one but a simple person, I have to satisfy myself with inspiration and true grit and I do it through searching random artworks and try to apply them on my own. I’d like to be a professional graphic artist someday. I aspire for class and perfection. I want to earn money and establish my own business in the future. With less effort, yet more patience, I could have fun, learn more about my passion, and fore then, lead on to the Easy Street of success. Less AN ESSENTIAL OF CREATIVITY IS NOT BEING AFRAID TO FAIL, KEEP IN IMAGINATIONS ON YOUR HEART . . .
Apr 15th, 2011I am Valentine Onah. Design is what i do; expressing thoughts, feelings and emotions with art. My portfolio shows a sample of what i do.
Sep 6thI love Nature and Photography
Dec 11thWHY I AM NOT A PAINTER I am not a painter, I am a poet.Why? I think I would rather bea painter, but I am not. Well, for instance, Mike Goldbergis starting a painting. I drop in ”Sit down and have a drink” he says. I drink; we drink. I look up. “You have SARDINES in it.””Yes, it needed something there.””Oh.” I go and the days go byand I drop in again. The paintingis going on, and I go, and the daysgo by. I drop in. The painting isfinished. “Where’s SARDINES?”All that’s left is justletters, “It was too much,” Mike says. But me? One day I am thinking ofa color; orange. I write a lineabout orange. Pretty soon it is awhole page of words, not lines.Then another page. There should beso much more, not of orange, ofwords, of how terrible orange is and life. Days go by. It is even inprose, I am a real poet. My poemis finished and I haven’t mentionedorange yet. It’s twelve poems, I callit ORANGES. And one day in a galleryI see Mike’s painting, called SARDINES. Perchè non sono un pittore Non sono pittore, sono poeta.Perché? Forse preferirei essere pittore, ma non lo sono. Ad esempio, Mike Goldbergsta iniziando un quadro. Vado a trovarlo ”Siediti e bevi qualcosa” dice Bevo, beviamo. Guardo in alto. “Ci hai scritto SARDINE.””Sì, lì ci mancava qualcosa.””Ah.” Me ne vado, passano i giornie ritorno. Il quadrova avanti; me ne vado, passano i giorni. Ritorno. Il quadro èfinito. “Dov’è SARDINE?”Resta solo qualche lettera, “era troppo pieno,” dice Mike. E io? Un giorno penso aun colore: l’arancio. Scrivo un versosull’arancio. Ben presto diventauna pagina di parole, non di versi.Poi un’altra pagina. Ci dovrebbeessere molto di più, non d’arancio, ma diparole, su quanto sia terribile l’arancio e la vita. Passano i giorni. È perfino in prosa, sono un vero poeta. La poesiaè finita e non ho ancora nominatol’arancio. Sono dodici poesie, le chiamoARANCE. E un giorno in una galleriavedo il quadro di Mike intitolato SARDINE. Frank O'hara
Dec 9th.
Dec 3rdEmail me: ryan08hernandez@gmail.com Just exploring the world of Graphic Design.
Dec 31st, 2011