August 2011

Tumble in the roses

Long long long years after everyone jumped onto the Tumblr bandwagon, a hibernating reptile, me, has finally gotten its blood warmed up to start an account.

Well, technically I have blogged on Tumblr last year. But that doesn't count because it was done under duress & excruciating unwillingness.
Relax, I won't be shifting my blog over to Tumblr just yet. Blogger, despite all its inadequacies still holds a special place in my heart. Yadda, yadda. Yes, I'm an rusty dinosaur *call in the museum & take away this social media fossil*

My Tumblr: salty-radio.tumblr.com . Do check it out.

This Tumblr gig will be my 3rd active blog (together with blogger & wordpress) & the Flickr. Whoa, I impress myself.

Road to enlightenment

Trudging 4 hours to & from school, yet again.
I remember before I entered uni, I used to balk at the idea of any journey around Singapore taking more than 70 min. Now I do it everyday lugging a bedamned laptop.

Well, what can I say about my life?

I'm taking Asian Horror Film *alone* on tuesdays & Forensic science the next day. Nothing more refreshing than getting your wits scared outta you by blood-splattered avenging female spirits one day then fed a boat-load of decomposing carcasses the next.

Well, I asked for it.

Eyes filled with cotton

MAAD bazaars are great places to find quirky, handmade thingys comparable to the eclectic tosh we find in Haji Lane or lifestyle stores.
I went there yesterday to visit my ultra-talented friend, Momshoo, who can shoot laser beams outta her eyes & make stuff that I like.

MAAD is at the Red Dot. Balloons and vodka galore.

The bazaar also houses an exhibition of *I'm guessing* German publication design. Or Norwegian interior design. Or something. Hugely interesting, a pity I couldn't read a word.

Momshoo here with her booth stuffed with craft goodness. In my personal opinion, has some of the most interesting wares next to the mohawk shaving barbers & psychedelic guache paintings.

I remember coming to last year's MAAD with the gang to sell notebooks & stickers. A financial disaster of hilarious proportions that taught us perhaps sticking cigarette butts on bags would have been a better investment.

Take a gander at them cute cotton creatures! Rabbits, owls & cats & monsters! Yes, all the stuff I love best!


Bells of Terror

This Add/Drop period is sapping my life juice.
That creeping feeling of hope you have when catching the off chance a seat appears, then the cruel wrenching despair when a fat '0' appears the next time you refresh the page.

Anyway, I've been hooked on Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame ever since I saw that part of Frollo, the insane judge, singing menacingly at the fireplace.
Truely, this is one of the most underrated Disney films ever. That sequence alone deserves a standing ovation & a few Academy awards.

A good-looking man with amazing cheekbones.

Phoebus? Blah! What's he got but blond hair & an awful goatee? Even Quasimodo was a tad bland in the story. Esmeralda should have gone with Frollo, I think. He has both pathos & good looks & man alive, can he carry a tune!

My opinion, the best Disney villain ever.

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Crank back art

School is drawing nigh. It's time to grow up, be a Year 3 - pass, be a Year 4, graduate, go to work, start a family - grow old.

At least it'll get my dad off my back. My dad absolutely hates people who don't work if they are free. Well, I'm slightly guilty. But honest, I don't spend - so I don't need to get money! Income output, remember? Doesn't matter if you earn a million but spend a billion. You'd still be poor.

Ok, I'm not all that idle.
These were some stuff I did in the hols. click to enlarge.

Bears & penguins. With water colour. After reading Oliver Jeffers books, I had an inexorable compulsion to draw more penguins. & more!!!!

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This was a set of 3 badges for a gospel rally. I love the 'hope'~

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