Have been editing my novels😝, MA in English Lit. An avid novel reader📚, enjoy writing, painting🎨. I consider myself a cosmopolitan, love life and freedom💃.
Always painting the same green jar☺️. I may need to buy more decorative stuff and put them here? Anyway, this picture demonstrates how a person's life spent... No time for lonely and boring 😜
Good morning my dear online friends☕💐🙋 Here are some watercolor sketches I made on my recent trip in Uzbekistan🇺🇿. I enjoyed this experience, and have learnt how to observe people without their notices😝
Impression of Iris after a rain (watercolor). I have a long time not touched my watercolour box, this one was painted in door on the day before yesterday, amateur level😜
The red sunflower seeds I planted in the Spring have been blossoming. But as soon as they grow the seeds, grey squirrels will come to drag them down and get all the seeds back to their nests for the winter😝. It turns out we have been squatting in a territory of squirrels🐿️.
It has been raining all day. This Iris blooms in such a weather. I like the raindrops on their petals, how about you? I think it might be a good material for a watercolor painting ☺️
This peony bud attracts me: a vigorous energy has been preparing inside of her body, from now on, she might burst into full blossom at any second...This power of life is so formidable, our garden will be lighted by her beauty...i just can't wait to evidence that glorious moment.
Morning friends☕🙋A sweet surprise:the duck pond in our village has been occupied by purple wildflowers🌸A friend told me its name: lythrum salicaria. It seems a native perennial which grows in marshes, swamps, pond edges and other boogy ground throughout most of Britain. I♥️it
Here, the full blossom of our first Californian poppy. We never sow the seeds but they just keep coming in hundreds ( if not thousands). What a joyful moment to see them dyeing the garden like a carpet every year!
Oh, my Goodness, just witnessed three huge peonies blossom: each of them has about 18 cm or 7 inches diameters! ( an expert just came to get the peonies measured again😅)
Morning friends💐Here are sketches of watercolour on my trip in Uzbekistan 🇺🇿. I remember that lunchtime was 37 Celsius. I sat under a shadow of a tree, watching people passing by. So I only had a few seconds before that person completely disappeared. It's more like a record😝
Wrapped up them in plastic bags, we have finally done something useful to prevent pests that would nest their eggs inside the growing green grapes. In the past summers, the sunshine had been plenty, so the garden grew a lot of fruit including grapes. Our neighbours usually
Thanks for the model's long hour sitting. Here is an oil painting I made in 2017. It's made on paper. I framed it just in order to protect the paper's possible fragility.
Today I cut some branches of lilacs in our garden, set a still-life, the whole studio smells lilac's fragrance. I just can't wait to start the painting journey 🎨😍
I gave some words to "copilot" like "a sleeping girl after writing. Flowers next to her bed, along side with some vintage ink bottles. All in watercolor style". Then the AI products me such photos👏 Good, we don't need to hire expensive models later😝
People told me they dislike those ugly matchbox-buildings around the world: all been made of cheap materials, no characters yet came trendy in 1970s. So did I. I like those blue dome I saw in 🇺🇿. As a none religious person, I fall for them only for their exotic, aesthetic value.
Here is part of my collection of Balzac's novels(I also have other editions in another country). All these years, I have been obsessed of Balzac, he influences me for who I am today.
I am fascinated of the power of AI. Here is another painting AI generated for me ( I asked it to paint me an Oriental girl in Vermeer's style). I love this one👏. However, at the same time, I also realised it's a completely new era now. What should we do next? I just couldn't
It's the last day of July and my neighbour's wisteria🌸 was blooming its second time - - the first bloom was in Spring without any green leaves but only strings of vigorous purple flowers. Well, really love to see this Wisteria bloom again in Summer. What a sweet surprise😍
My classmate, artist Hongying Xiao, just sent her new painting to our "friend circle" this morning. It's Acrylic on wood. I quite like this free style and spirit. How about you? Would you like dropping a little opinion on this painting? Thanks a lot🌹🌹🌹
I remember I was in hurry when I sketched this. "Every body in the bus waiting for you!" the tour-guider reminded me. I felt guilty so I stopped (no time to add more colors at the background). However, when I look it back today, I just couldn't help but love the simplicity.
Look👇 our primula candelabras have been blossoming in the garden! They are originally from the Himalayas, precisely is from those mountains between Yunnan and Tibet, belonging to the Alpine plant family, but they have been doing so well in here 🇬🇧. The last one is my painting.
Feel lucky and grateful to have been living in such a peaceful village❤️. I just noticed that all streetlamps at our doorstep still hanging baskets of flowers in September 🌸.
The wildflower in the first photo seems invasive, I saw people take away a whole wall of them, just let them dry and die under the sun. But they look so beautiful in my eyes☺️
"Look, after 500 years, the carpet and furniture still look new! " The tour-guider told me in Versailles Palace🇲🇫 last week. Indeed, those kings or queens who built the palace had died long ago, their bones might be rotten somewhere but something will always surpass lives: Art.
I showed these sketches on road🇺🇿 to some acquaintances, they all burst out of happy laughters and thumbs Up. Yes, we all feel grateful for those kind people who took care of us on the road😊
Good morning my dear friends🙋. I met this endemic Cretan flower yesterday, knowing its name is "petromarula", means "Rock lettuce", referring to the delicious taste of the leaves which were used in salads. lt usually grows high up in rock crevices, on cliffs or on old wall.
Are these iris on the riverbank wild? How to identify wildflowers with domestic flowers? I have no ideas. Who can teach me the difference between them?
The hotel we checked in 🇺🇿 felt like a yurt: a gate leads in a shared inner countyard with a glass dome, no windows towards outside. Genghis Khan once destroyed all old towns here but only left his Mongolia yurts. Could this history influence the Middle Asia's architecture?
I have been trying to paint daffodils ever since I first met them ages ago, they just come to blossom as soon as the winter gone. Here is my final painted daffodils in a glass vase this season. I have tried my best to keep their gorgeous moment.
Good morning my friends💕Another day, another adventure! The bus has been taking us up the mountains. We are going to find alpine flowers today in Crete🇬🇷
On the road to Paris🗼. Here is a tree that grews little red flowers like roses I found in the garden of Chateau de Versailles🇲🇫. I have never seen such tiny red flowers previously. Does anybody know it's name? Just curious🤔
Daylilies on the windowsill,but the outside is the imagined mountain-view. I made this picture (oil on canvas) in the summer of 2014 while showing it around to friends. Now, exactly ten years has gone. Once again I've realised I didn't achieve anything in life but time flies!
When the evening arrived, we all walked up on the deck, trying to picture the moment van Gogh painted his Starry Night. The scenery is almost the same after many years had gone. (Did he use a torch? )
This painting was made by me acrylic plus collage on the canvas, in 2013, I put little figures cultivating the red earth, which look like a way of fighting. Then I sent it to our local art club, exhibitioning. The title is: "Yunnan, the Red Earth in My Mother's Birth Province".
In the silence of the twilight,
As the world begins to rest,
I find myself reminiscing,
With thoughts I cherish best.
My father, gentle and kind,
A pillar in my days,
Now walks in unseen realms,
Left me with endless wonders.
In every whispered breeze,
In each sunset's glow,
I
I free myself from the objective flower vase, playing around. At the moment I have only formed the foundation on canvas😝, there still a lot of works ahead. Anyway, here are two paintings in progress😊
Save the best to last😜. I took the photo of this wildflower but didn't know its name. Late I contacted an expert, he sent me materials that it called Ebenus cretica or Cretan silver bush, a native to Crete. It grows on rocky hillsides or on steep cliffs. Bloom: Mar to June.
In the morning, the sun doesn't rise yet, walking around Paris🗼, I found 2 graffiti (or abstract paintings) on the riverbank of the Seine🇲🇫. I quite like their harmonious colours😊 How about you?
I was so excited to have visited the House of de Balzac on our journey to Paris🗼. I have obsessed about Balzac since I was 18 at university, now I have still been collecting his works whenever I find one. Will share more photos with you guys later☺️. Have a good day🌹
In Arles, looking around carefully, then you will find this cute road sign. It will guide you to find van Gogh's active area and the background of his painting.
The following is a famous factory of silk carpets in Bukhara, Uzbekistan. All of it's carpets are dyed with natural colours. They told me that if anyone wants to learn the carpet-making skill, they would give a program of 3 months training until you can make your own carpet😊
Daily walking: met this wildflower. I still don't know its name, and it's not particularly beautiful in my eyes, but it just keeps coming in this season, no needs of care, grows up in any condition. Yes, its exuberant vitality attracts me🌹
"Step into the light". On the second floor of the centre, a quiet studio was set for the pilgrimages, trying to capture the same light in Vermeer's paintings. I stepped in, felt like I was in the mysterious old time about 400 year ago...
A short distance from the river Rhone, it's "the yellow house" that van Gogh had rented its four rooms when he just arrived. The tour-guider told us the original house was damaged in the war.
When travelling, I usually take novels with me, but hardly could I read all of them, because on the road, the views not only caught up my eyes but also my heart. Here is one I made in the Far East, 2013, watercolor : Trees and their shadows on the sunset.
Gorgeous as the Spring arrives UK and daffodils everywhere! Here is my oil daffodils in process. Let's read William Wordsworth's poem on daffodils: "I wandered lonely as a cloud/that float on high o'er vales & hills/when all at one I saw a crowd/a host, of golden daffodils... "
Depressed. Whatever is linked with my protagonist's past always drag me down... Iast night in dream, I visited that place again, a polluted industry town her family was assigned to, then I woke up, quickly I put this dream into an acrylic. Here it is: odd, childish, imrational.
I remember once we toured the south of France on a boat called Lord Byrne along river Rhone, it moved towards upstream at nights but stopped in the mornings, so we can go out to visit towns or climb hills. I also found a few interesting wildflowers on that journey.
"Before and after". Having watched Vermeer's 🎨painting of his Delft hometown, then we visited the same spot in the picture, despite wars and social changes in the past 400 years, the river front view in Vermeer's painting is the same. Amazing❤️
Here are two colours of Wisterias in our neighbourhood🇬🇧. I just can't resist their beauty so I took these photos to share. Wisterias only show their beauty once a year in April, and April is also the season bluetits leave their nests, singing like crazy...Oh, how grateful I am!
I found this unexpected flower (hibiscus?) 🌸blooming on a surface of a narrow, cobbled pathway in the early summer, very fresh and beautiful, a happy surprise. But I also I worried about her safety, so I took a photo of her, trying to save her prettiest moment😍. Soon, what had
Greetings to my friends from Tashkent, Uzbekistan🙋🌹. The local money "som" looks big, so all of a sudden I feel like a millionaire. But it's only a lovely illusion, for a bottle of water (1.5lite) costs 50000 "som". After one day spending, one million "som" had all gone😝😝😝
I had done a lot of my hometown paintings since I visited Lowry's exhibition in Tate. Here is one i made in 2013(oil). I did it with my limited knowledge and skills, bec I was obsessed by that disappeared blue, old world. It's imperfect, but original...just tried to be honest😊