Sunday, July 10, 2011


4.5x4.5inches Gouache

There was an old typewriter in my home when I was a child. The typewriter belonged to my dad. He used it for his translation job. When he took a rest, I typed something meaningless on a paper. I liked the sound of the typewriter. Later, a new white electric typewriter came to my home. My curiosity toward typewriter was reduced to the electric value.

I have made a typewriter painting for my portfolio in my senior year at SVA, but I still love to paint it. I have the same one in my home and it still works if I give a fresh ink to him. I don't have time to do this now, but I want to try some day.