a lot of people would
ask me, "ok, so what does penandink1997 mean??" my grandfather
introduced art to me when i was around 5 yrs old. i was fascinated by caricatures, portraits, still art and anything
that had to do with drawing. always in my hand was a pencil or coloured chalk (which i'd use to draw on the walls) ,
and i loved showing my work of art to my grandfather where i received critical acclaims. nobody else
minded my artworks except when i drew on the walls of the house. this is why part of me will always be partial
to my grandfather -- he never saw my flaws, and i never saw his, probably never will.
in 1997, i joined a summer art class (the other option was a girls' camp) hoping
to advance my talent. by the end of the 3rd session, i quit... partly because of my teacher who didnt
seem to recognise my gift... one time he asked the students to draw a circle -- yep a circle, you know orb,
loop, round figure -- he checked each drawing and when it was my turn to be scrutinized he asked, "is that a pear or
a kiwi?". oh well...
i have no formal training
(everyone assumed i read art at university). one boring night, i looked for a pencil, finding none i grabbed
the nearest fountain pen... and so, pen and ink drawings became my signature...