Seeing others

Medium= acrylic on canvass,50x70cm

"We don't always see others at the same level do we?"

Dreams grow on trees

[acrylic on canvass, 50x70cm]

You will know by now that I love to paint trees. This one came about because of a strange dream I had last night.

Read the story here.

Mother and child

I hope I am not going to always paint something to startle people. I am sorry, I can't help it.

Medium - acrylic on canvass, free hand, 50" x 70".

If I gave you a basketful of yellow roses...

Will you be my friend?

Medium -acrylic on canvass, 50" x 70".

Drowning in a sea of blood

medium = acrylic on canvass, photographed and modified with digital technology.

The bleeding uterus

Medium = acrylic on canvass, 50" x 70"

Seeing it grow

"Seeing it grow" - acrylic on canvass, 50" x 70" : Dedicated to my friends Bernice and Giyoun.

The story behind this painting is here: My first painting on canvass

A slideshow of my art pieces

woman

Woman and blood are inseparable, from the moment she is born - menstruation, during birth and when giving birth. She comes from blood and will return to blood.

But men only notice her big boobs, don't they?

tsunami

three in one

ghost

dreams

make sleeping difficult.

swallow me

untitled

Closet

Instead of becoming more open, where are we heading?

polygamy

tears

ocean

eyes

Whatever you do, society's eyes are always on you.

by my father's bedside

Thinking of how beautiful the world is was my only consolation during those dark and lonely hours when I was caring for my father in the Penang General Hospital. These pieces, and a few more, were drawn at his bedside, in the late nights and wee hours of the morning. The year was 2003. My father died in June.

faces

Aren't you just fazed by all that's happening around ya?

faceless

sometimes, all a woman needs to have is a beautiful body.

lovers

people actually wanted to buy these pieces...

lonely in the city

cold, colorless, concrete.

rafflesia