SHOWCASE

/ ARTIST / 2024

BKKIF Artist  
ARTIST: Anchi
COUNTRY: Thailand
EMAIL: Anchisa.asvh@gmail.com
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https://www.instagram.com/anchi__________/
Hi, I am a multidisciplinary designer who loves to travel and enjoys good fooood. I'm always inspired by different architectures and how they can tell so much about people and cultures. I love storytelling and concept visualization so I work across various media to explore possibilities and just have fun!

Sunny Day

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Barcelona. After hours of strolling through the city, we decided to stop for lunch near the beach. And That view, so simple yet somehow just always on my mind.

Leaving Madrid

It was the last day and I'm about to miss the train, I was nearly running, but then I stopped when I saw this building and had to capture it. Such a gorgeous city. And yes, I missed that train.

Museo Del Prado

The sun about to go down in a few hours. My last sunset in Madrid. It was summer, so the sky was bright and gorgeous. Unforgettable experience.

Otthon

I got homesick a lot during the first three months I spent in a little town in Hungary, far from family and friends. Growing up in Bangkok, this little town felt quite lonely. I always found myself starring out the window, watching the town. Somehow, that became my comfort. Maybe because I always called my mom while looking out there, and it became a habit. Every day when I got back from school, I would stand on my bed, lean against the wall, and peek out the window. The stars were always bright at night, and the sun felt warm during the day.

Charles de Gaule

The journey starts before dawn, my first time in four years visiting family and friends in the small town I used to stay in, in Hungary. I can’t wait to get on the plane and see them again. I look out the window, the moon is still bright, and the city feels so calm and quiet, yet my heart is pounding the whole way there.

Concorde

I popped into this station quite often while I was staying in Paris. The tiles always caught my attention. I love the details and materials, so I often stopped to look around. It took me a while to realize that it wasn’t just random tiles with letters, but actually something written in French. While I don’t love being in the metro, I can’t help but enjoy the different designs at each station. It’s fun.

Shakespeare and Company and Me

The first time I went to this bookstore was 13 years ago. I was just a little kid, and my mom was definitely the one who took my dad and me there. She loves books, a lot. As it turns out, so do I. Visiting a bookstore when I’m abroad is a must. I have to visit at least one, preferably a very old one. I love the scent of old pages, the worn lines on the covers, and my love for books and bookstores started here, in this very store. It may be cliché, but who can deny the charm of an old bookstore? There’s something so magical about it.

Lou Pitchoun's

A charming corner in Montmartre. The light was so beautiful, reflecting off the lines and details of the buildings and catching my eye. I stopped there for a while to rest after strolling through the city, it was just pleasing to the eyes.

From Ufizzi

I fell in love with this city the moment we arrived. It’s so charming, with its colorful buildings and beautiful architecture. I spent one morning at the Uffizi Gallery, and as I walked along the corridor, I came across this stunning view. I crossed that bridge on the first day, strolling and taking in the city. I have many memories on that bridge, and this view certainly holds them all. I just wanted to stay and never leave this place.

After Hours

All I ever think of Ghent is that it’s magical. It felt like home the moment I arrived. For a while, I had a student job at a restaurant, working a few days a week, mostly in the evenings. So when my shift ended, it was often after hours. The secret is, the city looks so enchanting at night. It’s my favorite time to be there, it’s like living in a magical place. I always love walking back to my apartment, slowly taking in the city. It’s an experience that’s truly incomparable. I still fall in love with this city every time I see it.

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More Artwork/Merchandise:

Afternoon Field

An afternoon spent at the Joan Miró Foundation, a truly lovely spot. We started down the hill, ice cream in hand and a water bottle tucked into the small bag across my body. The sun’s warmth reflected off the concrete streets, and it felt as if the city glowed from up here. As we turned a corner, the sounds of athletes and cheering drifted up from a nearby field. It’s the kind of moment that sneaks up on you, the kind you end up holding onto.

Khun Ta

It’s me and my grandpa, one of my most cherished memories. As a kid, I adored fancy swim rings (probably because I couldn’t swim until I was nine), and my favorite was a big inflatable blue car. One time, my grandpa took me out to the sea, holding onto my blue car as we floated under the warm sun. I don’t remember all the details,I was so young but I do remember feeling safe and happy.

There was a picture of us from that day, one my parents took, and it’s always been my favorite. It’s gone missing somewhere in the house, so I thought I’d recreate it to hold onto the memory while I keep searching for the real one.

Long Ride

In the countryside of Japan, in a small town called Yufuin, I found myself in a place I’d never been before. This quiet, rural side of Japan. We were on our way to a popular tourist spot, but the long ride had a way of making me forget about that. We spent the time chitchatting, and suddenly, we entered a stretch of road that opened up to a view outside the window. The fields were golden, almost glowing in the sunlight. The air was cold and fresh, and the calmness of it all made everyone pull out their cameras to capture the moment.

I’ve always loved small moments like these—because really, what’s life without those little things to cherish?

The Last Train

Shared headphones, favorite playlists, and the most heartbreaking night ever.

Gui Hua

It was a long day in Hangzhou when we stumbled upon a small store in a local neighborhood. I nudged my mom to check it out, and there they were, Gui Hua cakes. Small white squares, like snow, with yellow flower specks on top.

We bought a box, and the owner was so kind. The first bite was good, but the more we ate, the better it got. We couldn’t stop. Throughout the trip, we never found anything as good, and honestly, I was a little miserable about it.

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