One more week of vacation time left in beautiful Oz. *sigh* How time has flown. Too bad that I haven't hooked up with any good looking babes here. Don't get me wrong, I've seen loads and met a few, but not hooked up with any, if you catch my drift. More's the pity. *shakes head* Ah, well, there's always a next time. *grin*
And I've already started packing; and have realized that I need a bigger bag! *laughs* Good thing that my aunt is gonna loan me a larger suitcase than my trolley kitbag. And I have a relatively large haul to bring back to SG, too, so that larger suitcase will really come in handy.
And now I have to figure out where the Westfields gift card has gotten to... why the hell do I always seem to misplace stuff? YEESH! Pray for me, please, you lot! THANKS!!!
And just to let you lot know [you know who you are, my trusted inner circle.], my right shoulder is bloody near inoperative [ie. useless] and is as sore as a bear! Why? Bad fall while skating, faceplant to shoulder and arm to abrasions along the right side of the body. End result: A crook shoulder due to soft tissue damage and a chipped bone (whihc means I cannot lift my arm above a certain point or stretch out completely or carry anything in excess of two to three kilos) and multiple abrasions. BLEAH.
And here's a local Aussie band that has a really good track: Vitriol by bluejuice.
Have a great year ahead, y'all!
Peace out, fuckin' 'A'!
HA-HAAAAAH!!!
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Sunday, December 16, 2007
>>> On the first day of Christmas...
... the doctor said to me, "You have gastroentitis."
Bloody hell.
I'm sick, down with some sort of viral infection of gastronomic proportions. FREAK.
And I'm still busy with projects. At least, the comp has been fixed by my uncle, at least nominally. So I do not have to fear the lack of 'net access for a li'l while longer. *phew* But, so little time left to meet deadlines.
And speaking of deadlines...
... my uncle's dog Dino - male Bichon Frise & Maltese Terrier mix - was put to sleep on the 9th of December at the age of 13, due to cancer. At least now his sufferng is over and he's resting somewhere up in the heavens.
Depression reigns supreme.
FEH.
Bloody hell.
I'm sick, down with some sort of viral infection of gastronomic proportions. FREAK.
And I'm still busy with projects. At least, the comp has been fixed by my uncle, at least nominally. So I do not have to fear the lack of 'net access for a li'l while longer. *phew* But, so little time left to meet deadlines.
And speaking of deadlines...
... my uncle's dog Dino - male Bichon Frise & Maltese Terrier mix - was put to sleep on the 9th of December at the age of 13, due to cancer. At least now his sufferng is over and he's resting somewhere up in the heavens.
Depression reigns supreme.
FEH.
Monday, December 03, 2007
>>> The search for Appreciation...
... is much like the comic strip below.
I crave appreciation of what I work on, just for one little shred of a good word that will make all the work and effort worth it. Just for that small morsel of praise that, in all probability, will leave the artist in the throes of orgasm from sheer aural delight at having heard his/her work receive such accolades, as tiny as it may be.
Do we all, as humans and not just artists, not crave acceptance, attention, appreciation, appraisal and praise?
FUCK.
*sigh*
I crave appreciation of what I work on, just for one little shred of a good word that will make all the work and effort worth it. Just for that small morsel of praise that, in all probability, will leave the artist in the throes of orgasm from sheer aural delight at having heard his/her work receive such accolades, as tiny as it may be.
Do we all, as humans and not just artists, not crave acceptance, attention, appreciation, appraisal and praise?
FUCK.
*sigh*
>>> From a party...
... to the dog hospital. WTF!?
The weekend was crazy. Here's a short listed summary.
1. Managed to get Uncle Val to pick up the dogs for an overnight stay and drop me off at Blacktown.
2. Hopped a train up to Parramatta and had to grab an express shuttle bus to Strathfield due to track work. And waited at Strathfield for almost an hour for a train down to Concord West. Uncle Glen picked me up real quick. LOL.
3. Helped set up for 'Chelle's party and stuff.
4. Met 'Chelle's boy whose name I really can't spell [and if you're reading this, 'Chelle, I'm sorry!]. And gave 'Chelle the piece that I'd done for her as a birthday prezzie along with another small sketch. Thank God she liked them! *PHEW*
5. Met so many people at the party, lotsa cool peeps like Allison, Jude, 'Chelle's DJ cousin, Sarah and a coupla other peeps whose names I've apparently forgotten [my apologies!!]! It was a happening party. And unfortunately, I broke my spell of non-smoking days on its 20th day. :(
6. Was dropped off the next day [Allison drove] and Yogi Chitti was back from her 6 week hols with loads of complaints. Walked Pebbles when Yogi Chitti and Uncle Babu took Dino to the Emergency 24hr Vet 'coz he's dead sick. Called Christine Akka to vent [thank God that I have her as a sister!].
7. Uncle Val, Aunt Doreen, Christine Akka and her husband - whose name I can't spell as well, omg - came over for dinner. It was pretty good having more people at home again. :)
Which brings us to today. I hope to God I get that hundred and thirty from Yogi Chitti or I can't get those Osiris Abel Creations sneakers! Especially since I already put a down-payment for them.
In other news...
I've been asked to put any freehanded design of mine on a plate. Why? For a Crafts Showcase that'll be on sometime early next year. Which is pretty cool, all things told. And I already have a coupla ideas in mind, too. Now to see wether I can put it all together.
And less than three weeks left to put that calendar illustration together. Better get cracking, yeah. But just to sidetrack a teeny bit...
The movie Dogma, starring Matt Damon, Ben Affleck, Chris Rock, Salma Hayek, Alanis Morisette [as God Herself!], that guy who plays Severus Snape, Jay and Silent Bob, is a bloody freaking riot of laughter! I highly recommend it. Go rent it, seriously.
And I've found my favourite tracks to listen to while I ride my 'board. AND I have a new found love for snowboarding and have decided that I will get into it if and when I come to Australia to study, come hell or bloody avalanche. HELLOOOOOO, PERISHER!!! Hahahaha!!! And for those who don't know, Perisher is one of the mountains up in the so-called Snowy Mountains range.
And it's pretty cool that I've managed to persuade Schakatze to join me when I do start it up. Now all I have to do is get Candyman and Pervalidus to jump in on the education plus snowboarding deal... hmmm, will I be able to CONvince them? Time will tell, ladies and gents, time will tell.
And for your listening pleasure, the two tracks that will blast my ears out while I board down the street or down the mountain slope! LOL.
Oh, and did you know that they now have helmets with built-in headphones? Cool, neh?
Gotsta go, see y'all!
What a rushed and rubbishy post. Feh.
The weekend was crazy. Here's a short listed summary.
1. Managed to get Uncle Val to pick up the dogs for an overnight stay and drop me off at Blacktown.
2. Hopped a train up to Parramatta and had to grab an express shuttle bus to Strathfield due to track work. And waited at Strathfield for almost an hour for a train down to Concord West. Uncle Glen picked me up real quick. LOL.
3. Helped set up for 'Chelle's party and stuff.
4. Met 'Chelle's boy whose name I really can't spell [and if you're reading this, 'Chelle, I'm sorry!]. And gave 'Chelle the piece that I'd done for her as a birthday prezzie along with another small sketch. Thank God she liked them! *PHEW*
5. Met so many people at the party, lotsa cool peeps like Allison, Jude, 'Chelle's DJ cousin, Sarah and a coupla other peeps whose names I've apparently forgotten [my apologies!!]! It was a happening party. And unfortunately, I broke my spell of non-smoking days on its 20th day. :(
6. Was dropped off the next day [Allison drove] and Yogi Chitti was back from her 6 week hols with loads of complaints. Walked Pebbles when Yogi Chitti and Uncle Babu took Dino to the Emergency 24hr Vet 'coz he's dead sick. Called Christine Akka to vent [thank God that I have her as a sister!].
7. Uncle Val, Aunt Doreen, Christine Akka and her husband - whose name I can't spell as well, omg - came over for dinner. It was pretty good having more people at home again. :)
Which brings us to today. I hope to God I get that hundred and thirty from Yogi Chitti or I can't get those Osiris Abel Creations sneakers! Especially since I already put a down-payment for them.
In other news...
I've been asked to put any freehanded design of mine on a plate. Why? For a Crafts Showcase that'll be on sometime early next year. Which is pretty cool, all things told. And I already have a coupla ideas in mind, too. Now to see wether I can put it all together.
And less than three weeks left to put that calendar illustration together. Better get cracking, yeah. But just to sidetrack a teeny bit...
The movie Dogma, starring Matt Damon, Ben Affleck, Chris Rock, Salma Hayek, Alanis Morisette [as God Herself!], that guy who plays Severus Snape, Jay and Silent Bob, is a bloody freaking riot of laughter! I highly recommend it. Go rent it, seriously.
And I've found my favourite tracks to listen to while I ride my 'board. AND I have a new found love for snowboarding and have decided that I will get into it if and when I come to Australia to study, come hell or bloody avalanche. HELLOOOOOO, PERISHER!!! Hahahaha!!! And for those who don't know, Perisher is one of the mountains up in the so-called Snowy Mountains range.
And it's pretty cool that I've managed to persuade Schakatze to join me when I do start it up. Now all I have to do is get Candyman and Pervalidus to jump in on the education plus snowboarding deal... hmmm, will I be able to CONvince them? Time will tell, ladies and gents, time will tell.
And for your listening pleasure, the two tracks that will blast my ears out while I board down the street or down the mountain slope! LOL.
Placebo : Infra-red
Boom Boom Satellites : Underdog
Oh, and did you know that they now have helmets with built-in headphones? Cool, neh?
Gotsta go, see y'all!
What a rushed and rubbishy post. Feh.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
>>> Graffiti and the street...
... is so ingrained into the system of any Writer.
It is.
Trust me.
And it's ingrained in every single person who calls himself a Writer. It's always there, making you aware of its presence everywhere you go, making you evaluate spots for the placement of your piece, and turning your mind around the analyzation of the risks involved in getting into a spot, painting it & getting out, among so many other what I can only call the symptoms of an addiction. Grafitti and all associated street art, at its most base essence, now more than ever, is a way of life and an addiction that you just can't get out of your system, no matter how hard you try. Trust me, I should know.
And in other news...
Oh. Mein. Gott. I woke up today with such bloody aching legs, I was surprised that I could even trudge about, let alone walk! And why were my legs aching, you ask? Weeell...
... I spent the whole of Monday afternoon gallivanting around Blacktown, Central, Newtown and Wynyard, barring the two-three hours spent on the trains or waiting for a train.
What was I doing in all these places? Quite simple, here's a quick summary: Blacktown for texters [colour markers for fil], Central for TAFE course information [which, annoying enough, they told me could be found on the 'net], Newtown for the Five Six Seven graffiti store and Wynyard for some wandering PLUS meeting my friend after she finished work.
Unfortunately for me, things went a tad bit pear-shaped; she left work and kind of forgot about me, and I lost my usually unerring sense of direction and couldn't find my way to the station. When I finally got to Wynyard station, I'd just missed my train and had to settle for one that terminated at Blacktown. Thank God for my big sis Christine, or I'd been stuck waiting alone on the platform at Blacktown for the train to Richmond for 30+ minutes. She told me to go to Rooty Hill and that she and her husband would pick me up & send me home. PHEW! What a relief!!
Highlight of the day: finding the Five Six Seven graffiti store in Newtown. It has the widest range of graffiti related gear, including PAINT, that I've ever seen in my LIFE! >>Yeah, yeah, I'm a GHETTO WRITER, very underground, very unexposed, very miserable.<< Even got myself a pair of OTR markers, too. I'm gonna go back on Friday, hopefully. And I have loads of photos of the street art along Kings Road, Newtown. And even a shot of their WWI memorial, without any graffiti thrown on it, thank the Gods. I'll be trying to post up the photos at a later date.
Speaking of graffiti, I so wanna get this new line of paint that's coming out sometime soon: Plutonium G. And I'm putting up the review that "the bombshelter" did on the new product. Check it.
Low point of the day: Not getting lost in Wynyard or even missing my friend, but getting chewed out over the phone by my aunt for some things that weren't even my fault or didn't happen the way they were reported to her. Was seriously pissed by that but I'm over it. And some peeps wonder why I feel paranoid around people. YEESH!
And on the artwork front, I've managed to knockdown my HUGE debt list down to only one piece remaining to complete. Good thing is that it's already half way done, Bad thing is that I might wanna redo it. And here's the second from the last piece, an illustration kiriban, in a somewhat vector-ish style, for the ever so lovely Miss April.
Anyways, I have to feed the dogs and go over to my neighbours' for dinner. PIZZA dinner. Oh, and guys back home in Singapore, a large Pizza Hut pizza is only A$9.95. CHEW ON THAT!
HAHA!!!
As a sidenote, I've just realised that I didn't post anything about my 25th birthday in October... the feth!? What a loss... NOT!
PEACE, OUT.
It is.
Trust me.
And it's ingrained in every single person who calls himself a Writer. It's always there, making you aware of its presence everywhere you go, making you evaluate spots for the placement of your piece, and turning your mind around the analyzation of the risks involved in getting into a spot, painting it & getting out, among so many other what I can only call the symptoms of an addiction. Grafitti and all associated street art, at its most base essence, now more than ever, is a way of life and an addiction that you just can't get out of your system, no matter how hard you try. Trust me, I should know.
And in other news...
Oh. Mein. Gott. I woke up today with such bloody aching legs, I was surprised that I could even trudge about, let alone walk! And why were my legs aching, you ask? Weeell...
... I spent the whole of Monday afternoon gallivanting around Blacktown, Central, Newtown and Wynyard, barring the two-three hours spent on the trains or waiting for a train.
What was I doing in all these places? Quite simple, here's a quick summary: Blacktown for texters [colour markers for fil], Central for TAFE course information [which, annoying enough, they told me could be found on the 'net], Newtown for the Five Six Seven graffiti store and Wynyard for some wandering PLUS meeting my friend after she finished work.
Unfortunately for me, things went a tad bit pear-shaped; she left work and kind of forgot about me, and I lost my usually unerring sense of direction and couldn't find my way to the station. When I finally got to Wynyard station, I'd just missed my train and had to settle for one that terminated at Blacktown. Thank God for my big sis Christine, or I'd been stuck waiting alone on the platform at Blacktown for the train to Richmond for 30+ minutes. She told me to go to Rooty Hill and that she and her husband would pick me up & send me home. PHEW! What a relief!!
Highlight of the day: finding the Five Six Seven graffiti store in Newtown. It has the widest range of graffiti related gear, including PAINT, that I've ever seen in my LIFE! >>Yeah, yeah, I'm a GHETTO WRITER, very underground, very unexposed, very miserable.<< Even got myself a pair of OTR markers, too. I'm gonna go back on Friday, hopefully. And I have loads of photos of the street art along Kings Road, Newtown. And even a shot of their WWI memorial, without any graffiti thrown on it, thank the Gods. I'll be trying to post up the photos at a later date.
Speaking of graffiti, I so wanna get this new line of paint that's coming out sometime soon: Plutonium G. And I'm putting up the review that "the bombshelter" did on the new product. Check it.
Low point of the day: Not getting lost in Wynyard or even missing my friend, but getting chewed out over the phone by my aunt for some things that weren't even my fault or didn't happen the way they were reported to her. Was seriously pissed by that but I'm over it. And some peeps wonder why I feel paranoid around people. YEESH!
And on the artwork front, I've managed to knockdown my HUGE debt list down to only one piece remaining to complete. Good thing is that it's already half way done, Bad thing is that I might wanna redo it. And here's the second from the last piece, an illustration kiriban, in a somewhat vector-ish style, for the ever so lovely Miss April.
Anyways, I have to feed the dogs and go over to my neighbours' for dinner. PIZZA dinner. Oh, and guys back home in Singapore, a large Pizza Hut pizza is only A$9.95. CHEW ON THAT!
HAHA!!!
As a sidenote, I've just realised that I didn't post anything about my 25th birthday in October... the feth!? What a loss... NOT!
PEACE, OUT.
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