A Bottle of Memories

Have u ever think of what are you made of? Its an interesting question for me that it spent quite awhile to think about it. It is my Design class project ordered us to compose a picture about ourself. To make it conceptually strong, I made up some little concept for it.

It is impossible to put my name in the dictionary and explain it in words...maybe because the publisher just wouldn't buy it ^&*@#$! -___- so I have to express it here in a little more abstract perspective.

Now, I allow me to express a side of myself in this painting...

Once upon of time, I was born. I was a bottle that contain the water of all creation. Within the water of all creation generated every single little thoughts of mine. After a few years or so, And the liquid thoughts started to consolidated and took form into a character...he learned how to think and possessed his own thinking pattern. They called him by my name.

He is small, but he come with a passion to appreciate beautiful things. So he begin his journey looking for something. He ain't exactly sure what it is...until one day a butterfly from the rainbow edge flew by this bottle....

-------------------------------------------------------------story line to be continue nx time. feeling lazy now. lolz

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