Illustration Friday - Wild

Riding out into the wild

© By Hung Lin 2013

Illustration Friday - Swim

The pool

There was a pool located somewhere in the society
it had been rumor it used be a porthole between heaven and hell
Thou it ancient history the pool can auto adjust itself to suit all kind of personalities.
However it cannot clean itself,  with it constant usage the colour is becoming more darker
 With filth continue to add...

© By Hung Lin 2013

Illustration Friday - Whisper

The Sigh of Love

"Must he do this kind of act every time we out in public?" Says the woman whisper in near silence with other pedestrians looking on...

© By Hung Lin 2013

Illustration Friday - Haunt

Illustration Friday - Sight

The Sight of Anger

A man blowing his stack inside the globe
A job he sign up for a limit of time
This is newly creative emotional theme park
The rage is the new attraction of the day!

© By Hung Lin 2012

Illustration Friday - Grounded

The training drill

© By Hung Lin 2012

Illustration Friday - Duet

The Agony of the Double Act

While we pacts with our passion
With our voices waves with raw emotions
As we play a duet on our own borrowed times

We refused to meet eye to eye
With lyrics and the vibe of the tune from the guitar rife
It reflected our trouble past
We seek to stand brave putting on one last act…

© By Hung Lin 2011

Illustration Friday - Warning

A dangerous game

Despite the alarming danger
The man ignore the warning above him
He wonders why his hat decided to play with the wind
What a nasty game he got himself involved in
Not sure who will be tagged next?

© By Hung Lin 2011

Illustration Friday - Surrender

Diving into danger

A man letting go his own knowledge about fear
putting his own uncertainty at risk…

© By Hung Lin 2011

Illustration Friday - Burning

Boredom

Without anything going on, a couple decide to create chaos to spice up their tour, without any regard for common safety…

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Spooky

Element of surprise

In the land of dream anything is possible, but what if in reality dream
does become real, than the element of surprise would no longer be a big deal...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Transportation

Self Guilt

How different are we between the way we use our resource
On one hand we are shock at the way things are
We often found disgust at the way some people treat our environment
Yet we still dump trash and buy product to satisfy our every day need
We create different type of message out there
All we do is talk and suck up the current issue
And so creating this images are non other than just a trash
However it a guilt that a creator try mend on it own self battle...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Acrobat

An Ideal Obsession

How does an athlete deem it self
They seem to be on the pinnacle
Been constant deem a perfect human should look like
We are awe for this perfection while our genetic make up
have make us into different shape and sizes
A gene where it passes from generations
While there is this constant self changes
With wind of propaganda sweeping passes through
Like a storm every moment
Not only swirling around in our waking life but also
where we slept we dream this perfect images
With a wave of voices screaming in the same tone
How we should look and where to look...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Star gazing

In the mist of shadow

Star still shine even when there is rain

A sad reflection of a generation gap

where imagination used to be in the open

Now it had been boxed in...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Double

Split image

There a double identity whenever I go
Nobody else see except my own sense of insecurity is eating away
I am slowly adapting to this image
As I strut toward else where
I am been dragged by my own phantom...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Early

The Chase

There a urge inside of me as I chase a shadow

That I believe I should be holding on to

If only I could turn up early then usual

except I always one step behind

I could've know to hold on to these precious moment

If only I know how

As the period of time grow

The root of my chase appear to branch out even further

Somehow I still able to stay on my bike

Although the chains have already fallen away

How long will this last

If only I know

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - subterranean

The endless maze

There was a time that I’ve stuck in the world of maze
Unsure where I was heading to
I wonder through door to door
Step into an endless spiral of stairs
It seems I am only one here
Yet I felt a mystery figure lurking behind
Unable to see those pair of eyes that hunt me
Where am I
Oh how I wonder…

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Muddy

A public display

The way a man stood in the mud
He doesn't mind what surround him
even when society kept dumping mud on him
It hard to really understand why he stood there for so long
No body knows what he protesting about
Some consider he stood there just to pass time
With no much expression shown on the man's face
His stern eyes gaze into a different realm
You can tell he had become a statue
His mind had gone
No sure when it will come back
Leaving a hollow body for a public exhibition...

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Focused

Bird on the wire

Standing in the middle of the wire
She is without a doubt focused
Not a sheer of fright showing
As she display an act that she had
done for thousand of times
Dancing on the string with her both arms
Stretch like the bird wings she is ready
to fly....

© By Hung Lin 2010

Illustration Friday - Entangled

An undecided future

Nature is changing whether we like it or not and if we can do something to ease the effect, why not do something about it instead of constant debate, after all we are the one who cause much effect to the environment....

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Music

There was a quiet room somewhere in the city
No matter what time of the day the quiet room was
Often full of people in a quiet state, however one rule
Was been apply in this particular special room people
Must wear a set of earphone that will provide them into
The sleep status, there are thousand upon thousand of
Music archive and each one can speak to every different soul
That came into this quiet room
searching for a nice little nap…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Unbalanced

My imaginary clown

I often saw a clown in disguises to show a happy face
But no matter how much pain you feel on the day
His deep emotion often surface on to his face
It make others even unbearable to laugh instead make us all
Want to frown even on a sunny day….

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Skinny

A gut full of indigestion

There was a dark dire who control a man’s stomach
However his gut always remain the same
He ate everything
Yet his stomach kept yelling for more
His skinny as a stick
People kept telling he should eat more
He replied I’ve just ate my entire family
And a news crew
I am still hungry for more…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Stong

A Bleak Future

Imagine our technology advance to a certain stages
Where we can grow a personality with a calculated formula
Farming generic modify human being that can snuff out
The weakness of a the normal human being posses
However there many downside as well as the upside
To this sensitive farming system
But a private sector named itself “Personal Faming”
Have began this lucrative operation
Farming super human beings, that can be grown out of the ground
However it causes a ground trembling when they start to
Glow giants…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Wrapped

The hidden agenda

Out in the deep blue sea two ship one named country
Had been wrapped by a particular hand
Each with a different agenda
It gripped so tightly making the captain and it crew
Force them to meet this surprise element…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Modify

The ever changing self

In a material world the face car display
A more modify self as to show other how
They’ve embrace the ever changing idealistic world
Clarify who hold more supremacy of knowing itself
Not shying away displaying a good side rather the bad
All eager to seek and pray for good fortune
As they line up with everyone else
Ready to get on the revolutionary road…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Idle

Number 6

What emotion do you proceed to have or endure
In dream or in what aspect you call reality
You’ve lost your mind
You can’t longer tell the difference whether you are dreaming
In dream your world fill with wonders
But in the real world it become quite the opposite
Can you react to a simple gesture like a wink or a smile?
What are you really
A human being or an A.I

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Hollow

A lone statue in the rain

Once there was a lone statue stood just outside of the black forest
The statue was been cursed into this position
A gesture to be question about
A gesture leaves people wondering
Forever give on lookers a hollow feeling
When they standing outside of the black forest
Myth had it that the statue once was a neither man nor woman
But a creature that have done some unspeakable things
With it gesture forever pleading for forgiveness

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Worn

The Fading Light

There was a world where light source
Came from a certain special people
The lost soul called them “The Guardian”
Their purpose was to guide people in the dark who desires
To see some light on their path

Some of the times the Guardian worn off so much light
It can lose it own potential of glow
Often their would plug themselves back on to the cable
In an cave where stairs goes deep into the center of the earth
Where there would be thousand and thousands of Guardian
Hanging from the ceiling
A light show in a dark cave…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Drifting

Drifting to nowhere

There was once a man afloat on a tapped cardboard box
He would set sail along the rough sea
As the journey went on from place to place
He wouldn’t set one foot on the dry land
He witness numerus events that would make a normal people’s
Jaw drop so wide that your can fit two set of TV.

The man afloat on toward to a no man’s land
As days and years went by
He still refuses to land
The rough sea eventually eat through the box
As he sinks a sudden impulse of idea came to him
The man grabs out a transmitter and switches it “On” mode
He hopes this will give other an indication of his where about
A journey of solitude
A man who once said globalization was like a plague, its spread
So quickly even a slight of spark, it soon becomes a wild fire…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Unfold

An unconscious mind

As she stare into the empty bottle
She couldn’t stop her flow of tears
A suppress feeling had slowly creep into
Her unconscious mind

Perhaps it was a lost memory
But she couldn’t bear to have it surface again
Her mind was playing a cruel trick

What began this unbearable moment that soon
Became a formidable sight with a dark beauty
That only happens in a dream.

As she bleed internally she become a living statue
A mute with an unconscious mind…

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Instinct

The Wild West

As a sheriff walking through the harsh land

He was been followed by two strange figure

He sense an foul act was about to be committed

As the dust storm slowly approaches these three figures

Each one had it gun ready

It only matter of time one of them will fire the first shot….

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Time

A woman in an orange hat

There was a woman who stood at the pier

She always stood at the same spot for the past 25 years

She always came at the exact time, stood in the

Middle of the pier looking out toward the sea

What ever this strange behaviour may seem unusual for

Others, I notice she wasn’t alone she was accompany by a

Old man.

I was curious for there must be a reason behind this

I live near by the sea; I often strode along the pier in the early

Hours just to catch the glimpse of sunrise.

I often see this woman wearing the same outfit each time, a bright

Orange hat and a dark blue dress.

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Flawed

The man from the past

On the way to work there was a man

With a hole on his flawed head

It wasn’t his knowledge spiling out

It was only steam

He was a strange man

He stood out in the crowd

A man with secret clinging on his shoulder

A man with a mission that will make you jump

Once you knew the truth

This mission even himself couldn’t understand

He lives in the past forever haunted by his own memoires

Where others lives in the future

He desires to do the same….

© By Hung Lin 2009

Illustration Friday - Opinion

Unzip

We keep our silence, we often zip up our own mouth
We have opinions, but we prefer no to speak it out loud.
Cause everyone's opinion is different, and often we found it
hard to accept each other's opinion, or respect other's view...

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Pretend

The pretender

As I waited for the bus to arrive, I stood in the crowd

Pretend to be someone, as I look around the people

They wearing masks, pretending to be putting on a normal face

Out in the open.

I am a pretender, living in this wild jungle

I pretend to act, acting to fit in.

I pretend life is just one big act, as a main character

I’ve gotten to the stage where my true self must kept

hidden, cause I knew not body can ever understand

“The real me”.

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Vacant

Le Rouge

There a couple who always sit beside the window

The husband would always stare blankly at the café shop

next door.

The wife always feel embarrass at her husband’s behaviour

She will always say “Stop looking at Le Rouge, their won’t let

a twit like you in there.”

The Husband always reply blankly “But it Le Rouge, I can still smell their

cuppa chino from here”

“Oh you silly, it me cuppa your smelling at.” Reply the husky wife who

now appear to be in rage…

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Strings

Heart Break Town

She walk out with strings tangling

around her body.

Her tears flows like a water falls

as she now find her self alone and

unattached

There are always mans pursue her

But they all only after one thing

Those man soon being cursed into wolfs

Now they are roaming around the outskirt

of the town, preying on their victim...

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Packed

The long wait

As we waiting for the old Dr Tahulurst

I can’t help wondering why we must

pack everything, it seem there just aren’t

enough room.

My brother on the other hand doesn’t seem

to be worried about the move, as he chases his

automatic toy car.

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Clique

As a man walking down the street of Hobart
He felt he was socially unfit, but his mind already
fly away to his la la land...

© By Hung Lin 2008

One particular afternoon

A man sitting down smoking his cigar
He doesn’t know how long he had been
sitting there, but he is enjoying a weekend
out on the street…

© By Hung Lin 2008

ILLUSTRATION FRIDAY- Enough

Enough

When will I ever be satisfy of my thirst for peace
My view have make me more darker
as I start to enjoy the test of violence

I can't get enough of this dark urger
oh how I long to release my own set of rage
as I began to create my own peace with the world
Losing all direction, stepping into the river of blood.

© By Hung Lin 2008

Brain Tube

When I was small
I was been plugged by a mysterious tube
My imagination been sucked away
and been put away in a tiny jar

But my experimental doctor didn’t stop there
He wants to know my thoughts, fears and desire
He wants my youth

As I slowly growing out of my childhood period
I sense my experiment with the mad doctor
may soon come to a foggy end

But I do not know whether that day will ever come…

© By Hung Lin 2008

ILLUSTRATION FRIDAY - fierce

A ferocious thought

Why do we put our fierce behavior behind close door

Why we must hide our feeling whenever we are out in the open

When do our true color emerge
Can't we put our fierce and mutated self
on the leash for a public display

How many roles must we play
How many masks must we wear

Does one knows a wolf wears sheep clothing
It house of cards may one day be blown down

One must control this fierce behavior
But some felt it time to unleash this wild beast

Who am I

A deep question as deeper as this surely
one must answer

But how can we answer this question
How how

Am I a puppet or a puppeteer

Aren't we all got a bit of Doctor Jekyll
and Mr Hyde hiding inside of us

Umm how I wonder

© By Hung Lin 2008

ILLUSTRATION FRIDAY - Worry

A game of chess

As one couple playing a game of chess
putting their current worry aside and tackling
the problem that stood between the both side.

A man stride past the couple with ease
enjoying a day out for a walk in the park.

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Wide

The platform of key holes

My body have been stretched as wide it can be,
as I walked the platform of key holes.

When I will be finally be allow choose my own
key holes.

The string I be attached to, my master have many faces
and if I miss behave then there will be a hush punishment
ahead.

I often walk the platform of key holes

Each portal shows different desires of my master...

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Wrinkle

Stress

I look into the mirror it reflect no just a image of me
but a man that unrecognized with wrinkle cover most
of the skin.

I ponder at this image and wonder how stressful is that
man looks.

My mind fused for a split sec and realize I've just see a deeper side
of me...

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Fail

Censorship

A man being tie done by a unknown force
with a red tape over his mouth, he had been
censored

His scream of frustration have been muted
While he sitting there with out both of his arms

He look helpless wondering when will this torture end

He fail to realise his view of the world have become so obscure
that he was unable to sense the danger

He sit and listen, waiting for his release...

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Heavy

Heavy

Are we pulling our mother earth into the right direction?
It seem our load it getting heavier and heavier....

© By Hung Lin 2008

Illustration Friday - Garden

The garden

When I was a child I used to sit on the
tree branch and see beyond the horizon

There was this garden with brick wall
surround itself, the owner forbid any visitors
except himself to enter the garden.

Often children will wait for the owner leave his
property, and they would try to sneak in and play in the
garden, I be their watch out for the sight of the owner.

© By Hung Lin 2008