Hand-painted New Year cards for friends


Hand-painted New Year cards for friends

For my girlfriends back home, I painted their favourite animals covered in the exact number of chromosomes each animal possesses. A sparrow has 76! (Humans have 46 per diploid cell.)


Italy in watercolor

I recently travelled to Italy in June 2012 and loved it! For my small painting exhibit at Secret Garden, Vancouver, I decided to do two 9″ x 12″ watercolor paintings of my two favourite places: Burano, Venice and Manarola, Cinque Terre.


Burano is a sweet little island off Venice with colorful painted houses and beautiful venetian lace shops.


 Manarola is my favourite of the Cinque Terre (5 coastal towns). Waters so clear and blue. Amazing. A really gorgeous town to wander through with vineyards in the backdrop.

Below are the works in progress. Both took about 4 hours each to complete.



My exhibit runs from October to November. These pieces will be up for sale on my Etsy (heartparfait.etsy.com) at the end of November 2012.

This is the first and last spread of my sketchbook 2012. “Red Thread” That’s about all I’m going to give away about it. You’ll have to check out my sketchbook online or in person (I’ll provide the link when it comes…) to find out!

Took one Sunday afternoon to finish this spread and the Jabberwocky spread… finally done!!! Will send the sketchbook in tomorrow…

Sketchbook 2012: Slaying the Jabberwocky

“Slaying the Jabberwocky” spread for sketchbook 2012. Sorry it’s a bit like a child’s painting XD and it looks like one of those Christmas cards with the bright star.

“Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought–
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

This is just a small illustration of the sunrise that comes after an unbelievable victory. This is also the complimentary spread to “Alone Against the World”.