SHOWCASE

/ ARTIST / 2026

ARTIST: kazufonchoco
COUNTRY: Thailand
CONTACT: https://www.facebook.com/kazufonchoco/
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Hello, I'm Kazufonchoco, an illustrator based in Thailand.
My works drift between delicacy and discomfort. Sometimes I draw freely from imagination, but when energy fades and I find myself unable to draw, I turn inward; drawing my emotions instead, guided by how I felt at the time, expressing my ambiguous emotions through visuals, which I often find difficult to put into words.

Holding On

There are memories I hold close, moments I cherish. Yet someone in those memories tore me away, or perhaps I was the one who did.

Even so, my affection for those moments has never faded. When I recall them, I still find traces of happiness. So I keep trying to stitch myself back into those memories, hoping to restore what was once whole, knowing it can never be the same. The seams remain visible, and the act itself feels uneasy, as though I no longer belong.

So I try to remove myself once again, but “hold on” to them, since I cannot let go of the memories themselves.

Read Me Like an Open Book

When thoughts and emotions were clashing chaotically in my head, I sometimes wish I could “read” myself, to understand myself better. Or maybe someone else could read me as well, to see what I couldn't see on my own, and somehow to clarify myself without saying a single word.

But not every page is one I'm willing to share. Some hold thoughts and feelings I hate, which I want to tear from the book entirely, hiding them from every reader, even myself.

Yearly Celebrations

Every year, especially around New Year's Day and my birthday, I find myself feeling quite melancholy. These recurring milestones become gentle reminders that I have let another year slip away.

On these days, I often feel like I’m unable or unwilling to move. Maybe it comes from a reluctance to grow, a fear of change, the fading cherished memories, or the weight of feeling left behind. It's not that I wish to keep time from moving forward. Rather, I want to hold those moments tight, to embrace them before they dissolve through time.

Like the birthday candles, it’s to celebrate; it melts with time, and it melts me too.

Sol-litude

Whenever I feel hollow or numb, music finds me, keeping me company until the loneliness fades.
I'm alone, but now, not lonely.

Rotten Pinata

Like a piñata, I carry fragments of color within me.

It isn’t meant to be struck open. Instead, it’s left untouched. Over time, its shell begins to rot, letting the candies out on their own, and I don’t mean to spill them.

I still contain joy; I just don’t know how to carry it.

Shining Light Within Us

Inspired by my burnout feeling.
We are often told to let the light within us guide the way; that everyone carries a light inside their heart. So I searched for mine, hoping it would give me warmth, clarity, or a way forward.
Ironically enough, as I tried to light it up as everyone else does, I set myself and those around me on fire instead, and I forced them to stay with me.

Behind the Mirror

The inspiration came from the myth of 'behind a mirror', which is a virtual image we can never truly see reflected, even if we were to stand behind it.

I wanted to use the idea of the 'other side of the mirror', so instead of drawing an actual reflection, I drew her back while placing someone ‘behind’ or ‘in front of’ her.

Blue Bouquet

Tea Time

A Drop of Venom, Thai edition

A book cover illustration for Enter Books Publishing, the Thai edition of the fantasy novel "A Drop of Venom"— Sajni Patel.

A fantasy novel retelling of the Medusa myth steeped in Indian mythology about a Naga girl who was trampled by wickedness and transformed into a monster, determined to exact justice.