Enero is January in Filipino and in Spanish; the first month of the year.
Old English, from Latin Januarius (mensis) ‘(month) of Janus’ (see Janus), the Roman god who presided over doors and beginnings.
Fitting as this month serves as the door for the year ahead.
However, the image above wasn’t my first doodle of the year.
Upholding personal tradition, I finished the one above on the first day of the year. Far more colorful from my past first-of-the-year doodles since I started the tradition back in 2014.
Details of ‘Enero’
Carnation and snowdrop are January’s birth flowers symbolizing fascination, distinction, and love.
But I am more familiar with crayola’s carnation pink as I’ve used it countless of times when I was little and I associate snowdrop with Neil Gaiman’s stardust as it was quite a somewhat helpful relic in the plot.
Figured I’d go back to this blog instead of resigning to the quick snaps on instagram. I needed a space to dump photos anyway.
2016’s been a massive bitch so here’s to a hopeful 2017.
Have a great year ahead. Cheers!
I’m about to face a couple of challenges for the next few days.
All i can say is…
Come at me, bro.
• stuff i used were sharpie, .4 gray stabilo pen, black and lighter gray faber castell markers.
‘Til next page of my sketchbook.
This humble scribble ob my sketchbook sums up my mood since last night.
Guess i have turned into a goat
Me trying to get over you like…
I am kidding of course. I hardly drink to get drunk anymore. Sometimes i wish i could but drowning one’s sorrow leads to one massive hangover.
So i just doodle “the feels” on my sketchbook.
Found this particular quote on tumblr.
I’m on instagram, by the way
I have this habit of making jokes out of stuff that are actually killing me inside.
Laughing feels good, right? And they keep on saying to fake it ’til you make it
So, i guess i’d laugh at those things that make me feel like shit for now.
Everything is well curated on instagram. Pretty photos of pretty view with pretty people captioned with pretty words. These are some of the thing I don’t post there.
Pretty has never really been my core aesthetic (it sounds so pretentious, i’m crackin myself up). Sometimes i go ugly and raw.
These photos are very personal and reflects myself more than any selfies i could ever post. I know. It is kinda icky.
But hey, this is my blog anyway.
Sometimes i try to draw myself. Illustrated me is waaaay better looking than actual me haha!