January 14, 2015. Oil on Canvas. 50 x 70cm

People portrait is difficult. Nude human painting is almost impossible for me to achieve at this early stage. I have spent 9 months and still not even reach the elementary pass level. 

These young men and women, even on the coolest days in Hong Kong, they were modelling for us for hours without clothes on, how can I run away from this challenge? 

Human form is the most beautiful shape in our world. All artists are obsessed with human bodies. Painting these lines, curves, points, I imagine myself doing the exact thing our ancestors artists were doing one thousand years before. Equally obsessed with the natural beauty. Equally feeling stressed and excited. This is an amazing connection bridging me with all the great great artists in the art history, and many many more unfamous unsuccessful artists who spent their whole life painting without leaving any significant work and without any recognition. 

What is my fate? How far can I go? Can I reach the height of art like the big big names? Or I am just another mondrane unsuccessful artist who paint with no appreciation?

If I don’t work really hard now I will never know the answer.

One thing I am sure, no matter where my paintings bring me to, I trust it is good karma. Painting itself is rewarding. It calm me down. Let me concentrate. Make me feel so happy. I want really bad to generate some excellent work in my short lifetime and leave a legacy. But in case I fail, I have no regret working so hard on it.  I am happy. I am envisioned. I am well respected among fellow artists.