SHOWCASE
/ ARTIST / 2026
| ARTIST: | BlueBlurryMonday |
| COUNTRY/REGION: | Thailand |
| CONTACT: |
https://www.instagram.com/blueblurrymonday/ https://twitter.com/tooblueblurry |
| BlueBlurryMonday is a Bangkok-based illustrator who primarily works with colored pencils on paper. Inspired by her surroundings, personal memories, and everyday moments, she creates illustrations through delicately layered colored-pencil strokes and gentle lines. She believes illustration is a way to express emotions and personal experiences. | |
| ⓘ Note | |
You are a home for yourself and someone else
Sometimes, without realizing it, we become a home for someone else.
On Growing
I’m still learning to forgive my past, to accept it with kindness, and to let it go. Little by little, I’m growing into myself.
Okutama Cat
The first cat that came up to me.It stayed close, gently rubbing against my legs.
This little encounter made Okutama even more beautiful.
Peaceful
I imagined peace as many shades of green.But when I reached out to touch it, the colors faded away.
Maybe peace cannot be captured in color at all.
Still, I find comfort in believing it is green.
I hope that one day, I’ll be among those greens
and let them gently fade away.
HOME IS ME
When I started caring for my heart,I found peace and discovered the answer I had been searching for.
I found myself.
Home is not something I need to find, because home has always been within me, wherever I go.
Illustration for the book "ตอนข้าพเจ้าบอกเขาว่ารัก ข้าพเจ้ารักเขานับอนันต์"
Cover and interior illustrations for a novel, exploring the theme of longing through the symbolism of forget-me-not flowers and handwritten letters, creating a quiet, nostalgic blue-toned atmosphere.Written by ปานตะวัน and published by Springbooks Publisher.
Home is becoming home.
A sense of self creates a sense of home.
Home begins when you accept yourself
Home begins when I accept myself.The more I understand who I am, the more I grow into the place I call home.
Hope and Happiness
In the darkest times, even a little hope can lead you toward the light.BKKIF ARTIST SPECIAL
More Artwork/Merchandise:
“HOME IS ME” Flipbook and Stop Motion
A 115-page, hand-drawn flipbook created frame by frame, exploring the meaning of home through movement and sequential illustration.It tells the story of a journey in search of belonging, where home gradually reveals itself not as a place, but as a feeling carried within.
Sparkle
A spark of light flowed over the water, across my skin.The scent of green lingers in my mind.
I feel like one of those sparkles, drifting in the heart of endless green.
Something In Between (Dimension: 80 x 120 cm.)
Something in between blue and green,sad and happy,
letting go and holding on,
love and nothing.
Emotional Zine (ZINEอารมณ์)
Eight short stories that tell of eight emotional states through eight different scenarios.These eight scenarios describe moments when emotions play a major role in our minds. Many times, we let our emotions take over our minds and hearts, and we can’t find a way out.
So I decided to understand these emotions and express them through this zine.
Overwhelmed
I woke up on the shore and vomited hundreds of pearls.Everything spilled out, overflowing and uncontrollable.
I cried until the sea before me began to retreat.
Yet my tears kept falling, as if the ocean had moved into me.
/Excerpt from my EMOTIONAL ZINE: Overwhelmed
Trapped and Haunted
One night, I woke up trapped inside a glass bottle filled with smoke.I heard sobbing, laughter, and distant conversations. They all felt familiar.
Then I realized they were all mine. Stories from my past were screaming to be heard.
Suddenly, one voice rose above them all.
It was my own scream.
/Excerpt from my EMOTIONAL ZINE: Trapped and Haunted
Lost and Empty
Years passed, and I became a fossil of loneliness.A piece of lifeless amber, without feeling, without a soul.
I'm trapped among thousands of rocks.
But I no longer feel pain.
I feel nothing at all.
/Excerpt from my EMOTIONAL ZINE: Lost and Empty
Falling
Then, suddenly, it turned into flames.I felt like a fragment of fireworks, burning out before ever touching the ground.
/Excerpt from my EMOTIONAL ZINE: Falling
Homesick
Still searching for that place I can call home with all my heart.I long for a shelter,
not just one for the body,
but a refuge for the heart.
Oh… it’s me.
/Excerpt from my EMOTIONAL ZINE: Homesick
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