16/02/13 work in process

Via Fang Logo

awww my logo (´ ▽ `)

 

 

designed by Kool Design

dpi magazine 10/2012

interviewed by dpi magazine, issue oct/2012

 

you can purchase it at book.com.tw 博客來

no brainwash

say it loud with all the students in hong kong

Prints

now you can get my prints at
Golden Hare Book Edinburgh and Etsy online shop.

A4 high quality digital print, £25 each, signed.

Golden Hare book

102 West Bow, Grassmarket, Edinburgh

10am - 6pm

'Animalbum' at Under the Stairs

will be here till the end of september, pop in to see them and have nice cocktails.
Under the Stairs
3 Merchant Street, Edinburgh

Paw Tracks in the Moonlight 呼嚕呼嚕貓日和

Taiwanese version of the book 'Paw Tracks in the Moonlight".
Published in August/September by 天培文化 Chiu Ko Publishing Co. Ltd.
Written by Denis O'Connor.
Cover & illustration by Via Fang
Translated by 江淑琳
you can purchase the book by clicking "here"

and some illustrations from the book...

04/08/2012 at 'Animalbum'

Emily and Mrs. Minerva Owl at 'Animalbum' Exhibition.

'Animalbum' the last week

the very last week of the exhibition, pop in soon/now!

Golden Hare Books

102 West Bow, Grassmarket, Edinburgh, UK

ink drop test

'Animalbum' Exhibition at Golden Hare

'Animalbum' is exhibiting right now at Golden Hare Books Edinburgh.

1st July - 1st August 2012
Golden Hare Books
102 West Bow, Grassmarket, Edinburgh, UK
for more info please visit golden hare books blog.

[Animalbum] Laird MacAvoy’s return from the Second Boer War

War turnt Death intae wur mistress and us tae blind weans. This wealth we’d been fighting fir was cried “common” by name, sic a name wi which we’d tramp life tae the ground. The life o’ anither. Aye. Or so Ah gied masel tae ken. Sure, Ah managed tae haud masel thegither. Tae whit cost? Ma soul being aw cowped up fae me. Ah kent ma commandments: Leuk, but dinny see. See, but dinny feel. Feel, but n’er let oan.

Writers Irina Nedelcu & Katie Craig

[Animalbum] Princess Marie of Edinburgh

Drawing portraits of royalty makes an artist feel like an angel. One that’s having tea with God. Etiquette is of utmost importance: carefully weigh your smiles, your words, your brush strokes. Missy was only a princess at the time. Beautifully young and unawarely Serene she bowed the first time we met – a short, acknowledging kind of bow. “You are the artist,” she said. “Then make me your art,” a playful smile stretching across her face. It was the smile of a princess, but she had the eyes of a Queen. One I could have drawn till the end of time.  

West Port, Edinburgh

for the book 慾望街右轉
West Port, Edinburgh. the street i pass almost everyday.

[Animalbum] Forging Frog Inc.

I personally don’t like to talk about myself. Such a waste of time. For what? There will always be someone trying to discredit me. Out of envy, obviously. Like this piece in the gazette this morning. Said I always display this “I’ve got something you need and I know it” look on my face. Even if I did – which I’m not saying I do – I’m not ashamed of it. This is a tense present we’re living. And where others fail, I prevail. But most of all provide. Here, let me give you my card…

極地天堂

cover illustration for the book 極地天堂
auther 米果mimiko
published in march 2012 by 啟動文化one book taiwan

some pictures of the process...

天橋上的魔術師

illustrated for the book 天橋上的魔術師
auther 吳明益
published in december 2011 in taiwan by 夏日出版社

2 of the illustrations from the book

慾望街右轉

a novel by mimiko米果, published by One Book 啟動文化, Taiwan.
you can purchase the book from the links below:
博客來  誠品網路書店

more detail about the novel,
please check mimiko米果's 十年之間的慾望街種種.

[Animalbum] The Demise of the Royal Hunting Flush

It was supposed to be a happy day, that Glorious Twelfth, and yet we could not find it in our hearts to even try and look happy. For the portrait, at least. But how could we? Each of us knew Bagby was missing from our renowned Royal Hunting Flush and worst of all, it was permanent. Every single one of our  haunting thoughts was painted on our faces: no more trophies, no more running, no more being on top of our five-piece game and no more Bagby. Not in the flesh, anyway. What was left of him was this hat; Trent could not be separated from it. He carried it around for days as if Bagby was somehow attached to it. He wasn’t. If anything, it gave us a sense of his absence.


writer: Irina Nedelcu

Scotland on Sunday 05/06/11