Mary's Sketches

At Minut Init Studio, I met this amazing sketch artist, well artist in whole. She has a unique style and i just want to share her to the world. Here is her bio.

Mary or Maryam was born in Kuala Lumpur. Earned a Degree in Fine Arts in 2009 from Birmingham

  City University, United Kingdom.

  She did photography and painting works during her early years, and now focuses primarily on     

  colour pencil drawing and documenting contemporary of 'human beings'. She got her work style     

  influenced by Nimit Malavia and Kareena Zerefos. The figure she draws contain an air of  

  subtleness. They exist in their own realm, yet at the same time present a sense of accessibility that

  draws the observer to them.

Here are her Sketches with some descriptions which i added in by myself :

In the sea of soul of numb faces, there was only one that shines like a beacon. A beauty that fades the world away with the complexion that is carved by the golden hands of god himself. She was truly beautiful.

To lie here and forget the pain of the world with a fresh new coat of snow that wipes the decaying leaves of autumn evil hands.

Just drinking. Nothing more to say.

Her lips. Her lips as red as the blood and as sweet as a strawberry. Oh her lips carcass my soul turning this mortal man into a blood thirsty beast crying for the taste of her lips and by her lips she will turn thee into a sweet tooth toddler hogging his candy.

She dances with the wind in her hair. By the colour of the spectrum, her hair flows in the delight of the rainbow waltz.

What do you see? A doctor and a patient or Two Junkies? You're perspective is different from mine and with that I let you describe this by yourself. Cool Hair though, dont you think?

This is a story of a girl and a boy. It maybe a love story. They maybe lovers meeting for the first time. It maybe a family story. They maybe brother and sister. It maybe two assassin that about to kill each other. No  one knows. All we can say is that, this is a story of a boy who walks pass a girl, like in any ordinary day of a city life. Imagine how many times have you pass a girl or a boy that could be your lover....but you just didnt know it yet....

 And so Bear Paws journey deeper into the unfamiliar jungle while keeping his guard up. The jungle is filled with fast metallic animals on four wheels. The habitants lives in tree houses that touches the heaves. The ground in tough and almost impossible to dig. Bear Paws, a child hunter from the Apache Tribe of the old west is now lost in modern day New York City.

We kissed. I felt her tongue slithering around mine as we tie knots in our mouths. Each fluid transaction and each touch brings a colourful buzz in my mind. Its feels like a drug. And now i am addicted to it.

Cherish all your happy moments; they make a fine cushion for old age.
Booth Tarkington