Mekinudols

Hello there!

I’ve got a shirt story to tell. I will try to make it short and sweet. Swear! So I guess, there’s no need for a good intro any more because I really don’t know how and where to start this ‘fairy-tale’…

Although it’s quite tough on my part to make kwento, I will try to make the untold story uncomplicated. Hehe

Well I had this very unique shirt for almost four years now. No, I did not bought it. No one also bought it for me. But why did I acquaint it with such description? That is because I made it.

I made it because I joined the 1st Artwork T-shirt Design Competition in 2007. The reason why I compete? It’s because I need to divert my concentration, and I thought that, that was the best choice I’m going to make. And…

Sentiments made me do it. Actually.

Just around the corner.

It’s my first and last subject, provided that, it’s easy to come up with such ‘story’.

I supposed that we all go through the bittersweet moments, being infatuated in life; yes, there maybe some who avoided it and never let that fear show, then again, there are some who’s determined and who’s willing to keep on… and just waiting for their spin, and thus, the theme. ^_^

From there, it became my favorite shirt. But to tell you the truth, I didn’t have much to say about my experience wearing that because I rarely show it off. And I store it for lifetime in my closet because I’m troubled that I might break it off soon, and I don’t want that to happen because that shirt means a lot (hush, just wait for the climax piece).

So please see the photos below (oh, please don’t laugh at my illustration. I’m just an amateur.). Me so defensive, I know. hehe

The end product that you see in picture was apparently not the original design but the idea, it’s almost there. Actually I’d asked a friend to help me make a good one, since I’m no good in ‘executions’ plus I’m not familiar with ‘adobe’ at that time, which I find the best thing to draw on, but sadly, she was nowhere to be found when I needed the final cut. So nice.

Even so, it didn’t stop me from doing it alone. So in less than a week, I tried my very best to come up with plan B, and that lead me to my final conclusion of make or break thingy. OA ‘di ba?

To cut this long shirt story short, I made the plainest drawing that I could bring into being, or in short, makatotohanan. Well I just hope that you can feel me too. Harhar… Okay I’ll try to make my details understandable (wish) because my design sucked big time.

The great wall represents the great effort. The light or streetlamp signifies our Lord’s guidance. The lady with a big heart is me. No you. I mean we, like us. Oh, the phrase, I made it twisted. It’s like that I want someone to read it reverse using the mirror but it turns out that way. Epic Fail. Get it? Got it? Good!

My shirt’s memo:

“No matter how good or bad we experienced in life, still at the end of the day, it’s just a phase. Therefore we must choose to run through the light where we are able to trace our heart desires and just let it be. Besides, the answers are all there, just around the corner.”

Uhm… I don’t know…

I may be defeated by some good artists but save for at least the effort I made, from choosing the right colors towards the hope not to make a mess, additionally the ‘thought’ behind it – definitely inserts more positive vibes in me, and that made me smile. Yes!

But I feel the need to put an end holding on to it, and besides, I still have faith in “give, and it will be given to you”. So whatever happens, “I love this shirt! Now I want someone else to love it too! I support the Electrolux Wash-athon Clothes Donation Advocacy”.

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