I received an email from my friend informing me that my illustration together with a number of artworks were apparently stolen from the Artinsite Magazine. Those artworks were supposed to be used as front piece art for the magazine's maiden issue. The magazine was launched last January 2009 and I was happy that my work became a part of such collaboration.
Sadly, the artwork would never be used for the magazine because it's gone. The link from artinsite magazine http://www.artinsitemagazine.com/index.php have displayed the scanned copies of the stolen artworks.
I hope who ever did that would choke on all the artworks he has gotten his hands to, not that I'm angry, anyway.
(Above) This was the piece I sent for the magazine, entitled: Toadstool Company.
But come to think of it I'm not really annoyed with what happened. Maybe the thief just fancies toadstools with weird faces on it.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
When I was still a fledgling art student in college, I chanced upon a book entitled "Faeries" brought by a classmate in school. I was struck by the imagery on the cover and I suddenly realized, like in a dream, I was reminded of what I was really looking for. Immediately, I asked him where he got the book, knowing that the local bookstores don't sell these kind of materials, he said it was given to him by his mom as a present and it was brought from the US.
As my heart sunk straight to my knees - realizing that I will never be able to buy that book, I asked his permission if I could borrow it and he was kind enough to lend it to me for a few days. And with trembling hands, I took that precious tome and carefully laid it in my backpack.
For days I was awed and struck by the illustrations staring back at me. Various faeries, pixies, elves, ugly trolls and mischievous goblins gawked at me as I turned each page. I was tremendously inspired with the art as it spoke with clarity and honesty. The illustrations opened new doors for me - showed me a new path which I would love to take.
After college, I took different jobs neglecting my art thinking that it won't help me earn the millions I am wishing for. I struggled and changed job after job, until I found myself flying to a foreign country to find a better one. But still I remained unsatisfied and unhappy with my job.
Then one Ramadan season came, I decided to revisit my drawing tools and remembered the beautiful book that started it all. I started learning to draw again. I started living again and enjoying what I am doing. The one thing that I have neglected and abandoned for so long , thank God, was still with me.
It took me almost ten years before I started illustrating again, I was 30 when I realized what I really want to do. It's like the beginning of my life and I'm ready take on that leap which I should have taken a long time ago.
Mr. Froud and Mr. Lee, your art have certainly saved mine from the brink of extinction. I should say your art has helped me find my own path to take. Thank you very much.