It has been years since I last used my brushes and oil paints. But as my mother was cleaning our piles of boxes in the storage room, she was surprised to see my old paintings. Most of which were painted when I was in elementary (I was privileged to be enrolled on summer painting programs because of my mother's encouragement). Some were kept inside boxes since our house was renovated before while some were kept on display. And there it was, my urge to paint again somehow resurrected.
As I was looking for an inspiration about what to paint, I encountered a page devoted to a very skilled painter, David Zolan. What particularly amused me with his masterpieces is that they are mostly based on childhood memoirs (and if you've read my previous posts, I don't think I can deny my longing for my juvenile days). The details in his paintings are very intricate and are able to capture some of the best moments in childhood. In other words, his paintings invigorated my love of painting and art again. It never died, really. I still draw and I'm still in love with it. And today, I'll be heading towards National Bookstore to buy a canvas cloth and additional oil paints. After several years, I'll paint again.
Thank you for the inspiration Mr. Zolan.
Here are some of my favorites among his collections:
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