i should start learning how to add colour. maybe i should start to learn how to render. make this little puppy glow.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
YELLOW is the color...
i should start learning how to add colour. maybe i should start to learn how to render. make this little puppy glow.
Friday, October 21, 2005
attacking the TEXT...
its a friday evening. the cats and dogs came out to play right in the midst of our journey back home. i should be doing my model, i feel inspired to finish it up since now with my newly purchased base had already done half of the work for me.
it better! cost me a bomb!! ugh.
finally my first real theatrical experience. went to watch this play by the NewYorkCityPlayers- the Good Samritan, or more like the irony of being a good samaritan. its true... nice guys finish last. everything was near perfect, 'cept for my bowel problem. NEVER EVER should you eat expired fish the day before watching a play. its aweful... i wanted to die. plus there wasnt an interval session inbetween. haha! well atleast in melbourne i managed to watch a jazz performance (instrumental improvisation), theatre, and art exhibitions. i really should remind myself to go visit the SPAN gallery, and i must not miss the tate gallery exhibit. i should walk down the art precinct area more often.
anyway, the best part of the whole theatrical experience was the set piece. i loved it. its so artificially real, every detail of it was well thought. when i was scanning through the space i was thinking back on the 2 sets i've done for ocf... perfect murder & jazz night. ugh. give me a hundred thousand and i would still probably not be able do a very good job on it.
okilar, but i thought the interview after the play was boring. what the heck were they saying? the answers were so cliche, all artist would tell you what they are doing is totally the opposite from mainstream. every creator claims not to do/ create something of the ordinary... who does anyway?! no houselights... creating an interaction between the audience, we architects do that everyday, proclaiming that the inside of our buildings has a relationship between the outside... interacting dialogue with nature/ the adjacent context. Back to the set piece, i do give them thumbs up for that. i've been pretty interested in set designs ever since my involvement in them and seeing the exhibition on Steven Butler's theater designs at the Bendigo art gallery. an alternative option if/when my architectural dream crumble and fall.
oki, what the heck did i just wrote about?! basically the play was interestingly good.
lately i'm suddenly into R&B again. i still think K-ci & Jojo is one of the ultimate R&B dinamic duo. they are unique. been downloading some of the passe artists like... Stevie wonder, Lauryn hill, New Edi, Jon B, Babyface, HumanNature, All4One, Blackstreet, etc. to me R&B = Basketball. the early high school days... thats what happens if you mix around with koreans.
it better! cost me a bomb!! ugh.
finally my first real theatrical experience. went to watch this play by the NewYorkCityPlayers- the Good Samritan, or more like the irony of being a good samaritan. its true... nice guys finish last. everything was near perfect, 'cept for my bowel problem. NEVER EVER should you eat expired fish the day before watching a play. its aweful... i wanted to die. plus there wasnt an interval session inbetween. haha! well atleast in melbourne i managed to watch a jazz performance (instrumental improvisation), theatre, and art exhibitions. i really should remind myself to go visit the SPAN gallery, and i must not miss the tate gallery exhibit. i should walk down the art precinct area more often.
anyway, the best part of the whole theatrical experience was the set piece. i loved it. its so artificially real, every detail of it was well thought. when i was scanning through the space i was thinking back on the 2 sets i've done for ocf... perfect murder & jazz night. ugh. give me a hundred thousand and i would still probably not be able do a very good job on it.
okilar, but i thought the interview after the play was boring. what the heck were they saying? the answers were so cliche, all artist would tell you what they are doing is totally the opposite from mainstream. every creator claims not to do/ create something of the ordinary... who does anyway?! no houselights... creating an interaction between the audience, we architects do that everyday, proclaiming that the inside of our buildings has a relationship between the outside... interacting dialogue with nature/ the adjacent context. Back to the set piece, i do give them thumbs up for that. i've been pretty interested in set designs ever since my involvement in them and seeing the exhibition on Steven Butler's theater designs at the Bendigo art gallery. an alternative option if/when my architectural dream crumble and fall.
oki, what the heck did i just wrote about?! basically the play was interestingly good.
lately i'm suddenly into R&B again. i still think K-ci & Jojo is one of the ultimate R&B dinamic duo. they are unique. been downloading some of the passe artists like... Stevie wonder, Lauryn hill, New Edi, Jon B, Babyface, HumanNature, All4One, Blackstreet, etc. to me R&B = Basketball. the early high school days... thats what happens if you mix around with koreans.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
nothing's change...
time is running out. only less than 2 weeks before the semester ends. eek. with me is a book entitled- "the teaching of buddha". this would be a good time to convert i guess. wonder how things would work out if we had the grace of God and learn the teachings of buddha.
during the weekend i watched a spike lee movie- jungle fever. its a movie on about racism, class, drugs and affairs. i must say the dialogues were pretty intense at some parts, kind of reminds me of the Wong kar-wai sort of movies. a whole lot of characters in the movie having their own sketch, but are all interconnected into one big plot.
the main conclusion of the movie would is the argument between what is more of the issue- inter-racial relationships or drug addicts. in the movie everyone made a huge fuss about black people getting together with white people, but all the drug addicts were silently increasing in numbers. people was just being ignorant about the issue. it was like all the druggies were actually running around the streets but nobody could even care-less. however with just one inter-racial affair, the whole town went totally balistic and the focal point was on them.
then the ultimate debate was about black men needing to get a white gal to feel more superior. and there aint enough good black man around, the so-called good ones are dating 10 other women at one go. but then again maybe there are good men around... they could be the garbage man, janitors, etc. blabla...
spike lee is quite a genius. i should try and get hold more of his movies. the soundtrack's pretty poetic as well.
other events. i met ellen at the library. its been a real long time since i've seen her. i use to see her pretty often around the library, but now theres hardly a familiar face around. shucks! she finishes on the 7th. thats 2 weeks before me.
urges. i miss walking around the Ramadan bazaars. all the kuih... ayam panggang... murtabak... etc. just walking around smelling all the food brings so much joy to my tummy. MMMMMmmmmmMmmm...
during the weekend i watched a spike lee movie- jungle fever. its a movie on about racism, class, drugs and affairs. i must say the dialogues were pretty intense at some parts, kind of reminds me of the Wong kar-wai sort of movies. a whole lot of characters in the movie having their own sketch, but are all interconnected into one big plot.
the main conclusion of the movie would is the argument between what is more of the issue- inter-racial relationships or drug addicts. in the movie everyone made a huge fuss about black people getting together with white people, but all the drug addicts were silently increasing in numbers. people was just being ignorant about the issue. it was like all the druggies were actually running around the streets but nobody could even care-less. however with just one inter-racial affair, the whole town went totally balistic and the focal point was on them.
then the ultimate debate was about black men needing to get a white gal to feel more superior. and there aint enough good black man around, the so-called good ones are dating 10 other women at one go. but then again maybe there are good men around... they could be the garbage man, janitors, etc. blabla...
spike lee is quite a genius. i should try and get hold more of his movies. the soundtrack's pretty poetic as well.
other events. i met ellen at the library. its been a real long time since i've seen her. i use to see her pretty often around the library, but now theres hardly a familiar face around. shucks! she finishes on the 7th. thats 2 weeks before me.
urges. i miss walking around the Ramadan bazaars. all the kuih... ayam panggang... murtabak... etc. just walking around smelling all the food brings so much joy to my tummy. MMMMMmmmmmMmmm...
Monday, October 17, 2005
Saturday, October 08, 2005
contesting spaces...
passion versus money. with passion, you'll be remebered; money, you'll be forgotten.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
nonsense...
was thinking in the shower. wondering whats all this about people constantly receiving word/ revelation etc from God. these people at every second believes that God speaks to them of what to say. opens up the Bible and tells people but basically repeats the same thing over and over. someone talks about love of how we should instill a lifestyle of love... and then someone comes up and says, " i think God is telling me to tell you that he wants us to love your neighbours".
ironically, these people are clueless in other sorts. things probably that mattered more. or maybe in human standards matters more. If god really speaks to them then why doesnt he tell them things like... "theres a rumour going around abt $900 deficit pls clear it up" or like, "you should be doing this or that etc"...
instead God tells them redundant matters, that seems encouraging but really doesnt help much anyway. its all about throwing bible verses around. and the purpose for? nothing. they dont know what the heck is going on... only know bible verses that dont really tell you specifically what to do. after all that, they would feel like they've been an encouragement to others but actually they had not done much.
eg: someone comes up at the end of the day and says... "God is speaking to me... telling me to tell you guys not to be discourage but continue to trust his word." heck... i tell myself that practically everyday. why not tell me something i dont know. like... campo baeza is holding an exhibition at the artscentre next fall. i mean that would defintely make me feel deeply encouraged, that will definitely instill hope in me to look forward to the future.
in the end, its we ourselves who have to figure it out what to do.
slap them in the face.
ironically, these people are clueless in other sorts. things probably that mattered more. or maybe in human standards matters more. If god really speaks to them then why doesnt he tell them things like... "theres a rumour going around abt $900 deficit pls clear it up" or like, "you should be doing this or that etc"...
instead God tells them redundant matters, that seems encouraging but really doesnt help much anyway. its all about throwing bible verses around. and the purpose for? nothing. they dont know what the heck is going on... only know bible verses that dont really tell you specifically what to do. after all that, they would feel like they've been an encouragement to others but actually they had not done much.
eg: someone comes up at the end of the day and says... "God is speaking to me... telling me to tell you guys not to be discourage but continue to trust his word." heck... i tell myself that practically everyday. why not tell me something i dont know. like... campo baeza is holding an exhibition at the artscentre next fall. i mean that would defintely make me feel deeply encouraged, that will definitely instill hope in me to look forward to the future.
in the end, its we ourselves who have to figure it out what to do.
slap them in the face.
Monday, October 03, 2005
a world without thieves...
sigh. my stomach is growling incessantly like a grizzly bear. then again, maybe its more like a puma. anyway its hungry but my kitchen is in a big big mess. terrible.
i'm heading off to the city before i head for school. errands to run. drawings to print. umm.
-studio
-adv services discussion
-prayer meet
-assignments/projects
-presentation
okay. i better be cracking on my attachment work end of the year. hmmm.
i wonder where can i get one of those wrist bands... white/yellow/green ones. they look pretty cool. funky.
better head for the city, might stop by for brunch since im there. i wish the market was open today.
**twilight...
it was good to see my tutor after the long 2 week break. and i guess it goes the same for him reading by the way he was giving me a big wave seeing me in the studio. haha. i actually enjoy/ like my design tutor for a change. after 3 semesters in unimelb finally one of them sort of makes sense. first one was a overly cina lady, followed by super eccentric/gay fella, then later a German sausage who have not a clue what he's doing.
hmmm. my schedule for the week:
tue: adv services tute / lecture
wed: lunch with Jensen/ Gym
thu: Studio
fri: PC/MC studies-presentation (that reminds me, i have not finish reading the reader)
i've got a mail from the tennis club. aussie open 2006. wonder if i should go if im staying behind for the summer. it is going my final year here next year. hmmm. $148 for the men's final. heck! why melbourne?! one ticket should be enough, coz its definitely going to be a Safin match. no doubt about that. whoa the championship package is $560. if only it was in ringgit.
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