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26 june 2008, thursday
was reading up some articles by gong woo and how he was still in the army enlistment till next year of 2009.
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as well as watching his photobook I like Yoo.
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and listening to him singing during promotion of I like Yoo in japan in 2008.
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the combination of all those makes me daydream.
in my daydream, i was pondering over my white office table with all the pictures sprawled over.
i had a wide space set out as a temporary studio in the living room as the white boards i used for lighting lie around recklessly.
i was temping by taking photobooks of ppl who are interested to immortalise their still photos with captions of their quirks, likes and dislikes, sort of like a 5 min fame thing immobilised on a piece of book.
i couldnt decide what to do with the photos cause i've been using the same design for the books and i wanted a fresh outlook for it.
so pondering, i went for a run in the park where i always run when i'm out of ideas, and i tot today, i'd just take a different route and run towards a different neighbourhood blocks.
as i run, i gotten tired cause i havent slept overnite pondering if my current creativity juice is all there's left of me, and as an artist, one should keep on trying out different perspective so the ideas would always be fresh.
so that everytime i look back at the pictures, i'd be reminded of the feelings and muse i used that time.
i've so far mastered the lighting and portrait photo taking, but i havent mastered the angle cos every angle makes me mesmerised and forgot bout the time, thus i need to get out of that framework and try to up my standards so i'd get the job done fast.
sometimes i think, 24 hrs a day is not enough.
each time i had a new assignment, i'd be excited bout the things i wanted to show the clients; new things that would show them the different side of them.
but i'd be scared if they wouldnt like it or accept it cause it's too different.
and people have always been afraid of being portrayed as different, but i want my work to stand out as different and surprising cause for me, that's what still life is all about.
why black and white explains so much bout a person than a colored photo would.
why a close up of their eyes would accidentally reveal the chest of feelings they bottled up.
of still photos of smoke exhaled reveals an alternative side; a humane side, a fragile side to a hard face.
or a laughter caught on the fineprint reveals a happy person with certain vulnerability.
a picture speaks a thousand words.
then i'd remember a client mentioned how he looked back at one of the photos i took of him smiling; of how sad he was feeling that time yet he wanted to remember only good sides of life, which explains why he wanted a book done on him during his lowest period of time.
and i'd then remember a friend asking me, what else have i not done that i'd like to do.
and i'd remember i said i havent start making clothes, how i cried cause i explained that time has never been right and how everytime i wanted to take a step to doing just that, there seems to have other bigger priorities lining up.
then he asked me, how did i took up photography.
and i'd remember, i didnt took it up by accident.
i had it all planned out in my mind before i took it up, and i knew exactly what i want to do and how i was going to do it.
it was mere fluke that it did so well.
but when it comes to designing clothes, it seems i only had the passion to want to do it, but not enough courage to take it on cause i havent finished imagining how it'd end up as another facet in my life.
i still do not have an idea of what kind of clothes i want to make, and how it'd compete in the industry where it's overflow with trend setters, cause the clothes i want to make are based on clean cut, comfortable concept. There seem so much competition available, and i was swamped.
thus, the dressmaking idea has always been at the back of my mind; a regret i gotta live with.
that was all in my daydream. sigh..
♣
as well as watching his photobook I like Yoo.
♣
and listening to him singing during promotion of I like Yoo in japan in 2008.
♣
the combination of all those makes me daydream.
in my daydream, i was pondering over my white office table with all the pictures sprawled over.
i had a wide space set out as a temporary studio in the living room as the white boards i used for lighting lie around recklessly.
i was temping by taking photobooks of ppl who are interested to immortalise their still photos with captions of their quirks, likes and dislikes, sort of like a 5 min fame thing immobilised on a piece of book.
i couldnt decide what to do with the photos cause i've been using the same design for the books and i wanted a fresh outlook for it.
so pondering, i went for a run in the park where i always run when i'm out of ideas, and i tot today, i'd just take a different route and run towards a different neighbourhood blocks.
as i run, i gotten tired cause i havent slept overnite pondering if my current creativity juice is all there's left of me, and as an artist, one should keep on trying out different perspective so the ideas would always be fresh.
so that everytime i look back at the pictures, i'd be reminded of the feelings and muse i used that time.
i've so far mastered the lighting and portrait photo taking, but i havent mastered the angle cos every angle makes me mesmerised and forgot bout the time, thus i need to get out of that framework and try to up my standards so i'd get the job done fast.
sometimes i think, 24 hrs a day is not enough.
each time i had a new assignment, i'd be excited bout the things i wanted to show the clients; new things that would show them the different side of them.
but i'd be scared if they wouldnt like it or accept it cause it's too different.
and people have always been afraid of being portrayed as different, but i want my work to stand out as different and surprising cause for me, that's what still life is all about.
why black and white explains so much bout a person than a colored photo would.
why a close up of their eyes would accidentally reveal the chest of feelings they bottled up.
of still photos of smoke exhaled reveals an alternative side; a humane side, a fragile side to a hard face.
or a laughter caught on the fineprint reveals a happy person with certain vulnerability.
a picture speaks a thousand words.
then i'd remember a client mentioned how he looked back at one of the photos i took of him smiling; of how sad he was feeling that time yet he wanted to remember only good sides of life, which explains why he wanted a book done on him during his lowest period of time.
and i'd then remember a friend asking me, what else have i not done that i'd like to do.
and i'd remember i said i havent start making clothes, how i cried cause i explained that time has never been right and how everytime i wanted to take a step to doing just that, there seems to have other bigger priorities lining up.
then he asked me, how did i took up photography.
and i'd remember, i didnt took it up by accident.
i had it all planned out in my mind before i took it up, and i knew exactly what i want to do and how i was going to do it.
it was mere fluke that it did so well.
but when it comes to designing clothes, it seems i only had the passion to want to do it, but not enough courage to take it on cause i havent finished imagining how it'd end up as another facet in my life.
i still do not have an idea of what kind of clothes i want to make, and how it'd compete in the industry where it's overflow with trend setters, cause the clothes i want to make are based on clean cut, comfortable concept. There seem so much competition available, and i was swamped.
thus, the dressmaking idea has always been at the back of my mind; a regret i gotta live with.
that was all in my daydream. sigh..
Labels: Daily, Lyrical, Thoughts
posted by M.E. # 5:18 PM 0 Comments
Glasses
I almost forgotten how much I love glasses, preferably of practical shapes and sizes.
Sometimes, walking thru IKEA or browsing thru some of the gift shops in KL, Penang, Singapore, I cant stop but watch the clear glasses as I search for clarity and budget.
And reading thru the many creative design blogs, I cant stop watching any colorful things one places inside a glass.
The texture, the contrast of colors, the amazement from how different one angle looks and how each time, it's unique.
It's a fascination that's sometimes, spellbinding.
I just love, texture. posted by M.E. # 11:50 PM 1 Comments
Unforeseen Farney Scenarios
I was watching Casino Royale the other day.
That's the kind of movie I would never go to the cinema to watch for, and it's all cause the main actor has a superficial pout.
Guys with pouts always put shivers on me timbers..*brr..
Anyway, that particular movie was explaining initially how James Bond wasnt as polished as he's right now; "Bond, James Bond" and "Martini, stirred and not shaken".
So as I was watching the somber draggy movie where for the first half hour the gal wasnt even hot and the drinks werent even cool, there's this scene where James was poisoned during the card game where millions were at stake.
Thus he went to his car where all the gadgetaries were attached and called M up for assistance.
The specialists at the headquarter was instructing on how to counteract the poison in his body before he went into cardiac arrest.
And while Bond was giving himself the antidote shot, he also had to attach the heart electrical shock machinery onto his chest and listen to instructions over the phone as well as dripping pints of sweat over the leather couch.
So when the moment he needed to push the button to trigger the electrical shock machinery, it didnt work. So he pushed couple of times, only to discover that a cable was disengaged from the contact on his chest.
Still sweating by the gallons, Bond still attempted to fix the tiny little wire over his chest as his heart went into arrest.
That's got to be the climax of the film for me, couldnt keep my mouth from twitching when he tried to put the little wire over his chest. It was a LAUGH-OUT-LOUD moment, big time. :D
Never knew James Bond movie would be a laugh, but there it is.
And the funniest part isnt finish, then Vesper Lynd (Bond movies are so famous for their bond gals naming cliches; Miss Goodthighs, Mata Bond, Honey Ryder, Kissy Suzuki, Tiffany Case, Mary Goodnight, Holly Goodhead, Countess Lisl von Schlaf and my favourites have gotta be Pussy Galore, Octopussy and Plenty O'Toole just to name a few) had to come to the scene just in time to plug in the cable correctly and pushed the button just in time.
Farney, one gotta watch it to enjoy it.
posted by M.E. # 11:14 PM 0 Comments
That's the kind of movie I would never go to the cinema to watch for, and it's all cause the main actor has a superficial pout.
Guys with pouts always put shivers on me timbers..*brr..
Anyway, that particular movie was explaining initially how James Bond wasnt as polished as he's right now; "Bond, James Bond" and "Martini, stirred and not shaken".
So as I was watching the somber draggy movie where for the first half hour the gal wasnt even hot and the drinks werent even cool, there's this scene where James was poisoned during the card game where millions were at stake.
Thus he went to his car where all the gadgetaries were attached and called M up for assistance.
The specialists at the headquarter was instructing on how to counteract the poison in his body before he went into cardiac arrest.
And while Bond was giving himself the antidote shot, he also had to attach the heart electrical shock machinery onto his chest and listen to instructions over the phone as well as dripping pints of sweat over the leather couch.
So when the moment he needed to push the button to trigger the electrical shock machinery, it didnt work. So he pushed couple of times, only to discover that a cable was disengaged from the contact on his chest.
Still sweating by the gallons, Bond still attempted to fix the tiny little wire over his chest as his heart went into arrest.
That's got to be the climax of the film for me, couldnt keep my mouth from twitching when he tried to put the little wire over his chest. It was a LAUGH-OUT-LOUD moment, big time. :D
Never knew James Bond movie would be a laugh, but there it is.
And the funniest part isnt finish, then Vesper Lynd (Bond movies are so famous for their bond gals naming cliches; Miss Goodthighs, Mata Bond, Honey Ryder, Kissy Suzuki, Tiffany Case, Mary Goodnight, Holly Goodhead, Countess Lisl von Schlaf and my favourites have gotta be Pussy Galore, Octopussy and Plenty O'Toole just to name a few) had to come to the scene just in time to plug in the cable correctly and pushed the button just in time.
Farney, one gotta watch it to enjoy it.
posted by M.E. # 11:14 PM 0 Comments
Goal and Aspiration
Was watching the movie Goal! the other day.
Love it. Not the game, but the spirit of the game. There's a difference.
There are many things a person needs in order to breathe; an excitement in life, a purpose in life.. an aspiration.
My sis and I, we are very much alike in the sense that we must have a sense of purpose. She'll have to learn how to find her purpose in life as I'd have to find mine.
The part that knocks on the skull of my head is when the coach told Santiago that ppl's been bleeding his case, and he replied that he wanted to prove them right.
It's great to have someone believe in you, especially when you have lost hope.
Goal! (2005) is a great movie, whenever one needs a jolt or a knock in the head when they start to complain.
More movie stills
Labels: Inspiration, Movie
posted by M.E. # 9:59 PM 1 Comments
A Day in the City of the Lions
I am now writing from the ciy of the lions, sitting in front of the table with the cookies smothered all over the desktop and the fans whirring and baby crying in the background.
Yes, life is peachy at the moment as all my friends are working their arse off for minimum 8 hours while I slave over the computer screen for 8 hours condoning in my favourite pastime; movies.
The heart of the gypsy will forever be restless till a new challenge comes her way, and I'm preparing for a new project and venture towards a more commercial based business.
New language, new software, new environment to settle in..all the variables of the unknown. Oh, settle down my little heartbeat.
I never understand why people would fear change or the unknown, it's so much more exciting than routine and playing around with the devils we all know bout.
And I hope I shall never ever have to stop worrying bout fear aka "False Evidence Appearing Real".
My previous venture didnt work out cos the person who's supposedly selling off the business took back their words as they can continue milking profits till the well of wealth dried up.
Nevertheless, one should not settle over spilt milk intead be grateful that it propels another opening towards the unpredictable.
This year, my aim would be targeting towards project management skills or consultancy / training skills but never letting go of my technical background.
I will be..as they say, much much stronger (spiritually).
Mahalo.. and will continue writing again when time permits.
Yes, life is peachy at the moment as all my friends are working their arse off for minimum 8 hours while I slave over the computer screen for 8 hours condoning in my favourite pastime; movies.
The heart of the gypsy will forever be restless till a new challenge comes her way, and I'm preparing for a new project and venture towards a more commercial based business.
New language, new software, new environment to settle in..all the variables of the unknown. Oh, settle down my little heartbeat.
I never understand why people would fear change or the unknown, it's so much more exciting than routine and playing around with the devils we all know bout.
And I hope I shall never ever have to stop worrying bout fear aka "False Evidence Appearing Real".
My previous venture didnt work out cos the person who's supposedly selling off the business took back their words as they can continue milking profits till the well of wealth dried up.
Nevertheless, one should not settle over spilt milk intead be grateful that it propels another opening towards the unpredictable.
This year, my aim would be targeting towards project management skills or consultancy / training skills but never letting go of my technical background.
I will be..as they say, much much stronger (spiritually).
Mahalo.. and will continue writing again when time permits.
Labels: 2008, Anniversary, Blog, Myself
posted by M.E. # 1:43 PM 0 Comments
Last Day @ Work
Finally the countdown has arrived to today.
My colleague was asking how am I gonna spend my day tomorrow.
I replied, Sleep in late.
Then she said..how envious I am of you.
The another colleague interrupted, Tomorrow is holiday la.
Yes, now everybody can enjoy a whiff of holiday.
:)
My colleague was asking how am I gonna spend my day tomorrow.
I replied, Sleep in late.
Then she said..how envious I am of you.
The another colleague interrupted, Tomorrow is holiday la.
Yes, now everybody can enjoy a whiff of holiday.
:)
Labels: Daily
posted by M.E. # 4:28 PM 0 Comments
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