
#Inktober2016 Day 8: My dog makes a great life drawing model.

#Inktober2016 Day 6: Dubrovnik, Croatia. I used a photo I took from our honeymoon 2 years ago as reference. We walked along the wall that surrounded the old city where you can see the buildings below, the sea, and everything in-between! Afterwards we went on a mountain bike tour through the countryside. It was easily one of our favorite stops on our Mediterranean cruise.

#Inktober2016 Day 2: Today’s the last day of my sabbatical. One of my proudest accomplishments this break was staining the deck with my husband, thus completing the renovation of our deck. We rebuilt the upper deck with my in-laws’ help 2 years ago and then rebuilt the missing sections of the lower deck last year. It’s kinda silly to be so excited about a renovated deck, but its timeline ran parallel with some of the most difficult moments in both my husband and my lives. Finally completing the deck feels like completing a chapter for us.
So here’s to new beginnings and an improved sun spot for our dog!

When we were visiting a salmon hatchery, we spotted a fish out of water: a coho salmon leaped out of the water tank and was slowly suffocating on dry land. Unable to find help, my youngest sister hopped the fence, picked up the salmon, and threw it back over the wall into the water tank.
So to kick off #Inktober , here’s a drawing of my sister, the Salmon Savior. 😀

My aunt, who’s coordinating my grandma’s 90th birthday party reunion, requested a drawing of my grandma playing the piano that would be used for the tote bag party favors. The piano has always been a big part of my life, and my grandma is a huge contributing inspiration. She would tell stories about WWII, when her town was occupied by the Japanese, and how even the Japanese soldiers would stop to listen to her play. To this day, she still plays the piano, and from memory to boot!
Thanks for always being an inspiration, Lola, and I hope I can keep playing like you when I am your age!

I drew my family’s house, my childhood home, for my mom for Mother’s Day. It reminded me of some gift art my 7-year-old self drew for another occasion… It’s still hanging up in the bedroom my two sisters and I shared as kids!
It’s neat to see what sort of details I noticed as a kid. The garbage bins (screen left side of garage) and drain pipes were so important to me! I remember hearing the empty bins scraping along the concrete as my dad brought them in after garbage day; that’s how I knew he was home.
As I was drawing my family home as my 31 year old self, I noted particularly the landscaping. My mom assigned me the chore of watering the plants during summer breaks when I was a kid. I remember how time consuming it was, but never appreciated it as much as I do now. Maybe it’s because Karl and I are in the middle of redoing our own front yard…but I can’t stop admiring the hard work my mom put into planting and maintaining her flowers.
It’s amazing how perspective can change over 24 years. Here’s hoping that Karl and I can make a home as inviting as the ones we grew up in!