Running and Walking.

This has probably been the longest time I've ever went without updating this blog. Haha. And I'm leaving for camp tomorrow so I figured now would be as good a time as ever to update. I've been really really busy the past month or so. I mean, it's not like I ran a marathon or anything.

Oh wait I did run a marathon. Hahaha.

This is (a hastily shot picture of) my finisher medal. Proof.

 I totally ran the marathon just to be able to use that in a conversation. Hahaha. Anyways my timing was horrible, I alternated between running and walking most of the way, I suffered from knee joint pains for a week after the marathon, and I felt like dying towards the end of the marathon. But it wasn't that bad I think.

It wasn't as tiring as I expected it to be. Like, I was bracing myself for a terrible psychological battle to finish the race, but it was more like a small argument with my mind when I was running. Haha. I did feel like giving up towards the end though. Even though I was walking most of the way by then. But I still finished it. :) And one and a half hours before the 8 hour cut-off timing as well.

Wouldn't do it anytime soon again though. I think triathlons are more fun. At least that one don't have to run for so long!

Anyways, I've been really busy for the past month, besides running a marathon and all that. Thanks to some leaking pipes in the school's dark room, my module has been extended so I now need to continue going back to school even during the holidays. And I have a million and one photos to edit after shooting a million and one photos this month, and this is after two photography modules so I'm kind of sian with the whole photo-taking/photo-editing thing already.

I think the past week has been extra hectic because it was rushing here and there juggling between schoolwork and other commitments like worship practice and meetings. And I don't like rushing for something because I'm late. Okay it depends on what I'm late for; I think I'm very relaxed when I'm late for school hahaha. But if it's something important to me then I don't like the feeling of knowing I'm going to be late and not being able to do anything about it, except rushing to the place and hoping time goes by slower. :/

Okay off to pack bags and prepare to shoot and process another million and one photos for camp.

I've been getting angry/irritated/frustrated at more and more people as of late. I'm usually just angry for a brief period of time and then I'm fine. 15 minutes and I'm laughing again. But lately it's been like prolonged and bitter and antagonistic and negative and whatever useless adjective to add in here. 

I hope it's just schoolwork and stress and transient. I hope it's not a permanent change of temperament, because I dislike being angry. I'd rather be indifferent than angry and not let my emotions be controlled by others. Although indifference is not exactly a positive emotion as well. Indifference is simply not bothering to care anymore.

I'm wondering what's the reason behind this anger. Is my anger justified? Is it for a righteous cause or is it my own selfishness or envy? Is it my own pride that I 'have the upper hand' like a Pharisee? In that case am I really angry for the right reason. Do my emotions even need to be justified, or are they simply the product of my current environment and circumstances. Then again, should I heed my anger or should I write everything off as temporal, fleeting feelings.

At what point do we hold someone accountable for their actions. At what point do we decide to speak up and talk to someone about the morality of their actions. Or do we attribute the same thing we attribute ourselves, that it's just a bad day. Or that the person will realise and learn from it in due time. Or it's only temporary, and it doesn't do much harm.

I'm angry at myself then. At my reluctance to speak up. At my constant explanations and arguments with myself defending a person's actions. Even though I'm not that person.

Time.

6 hours to presentation.
5 days to shoot 6 pictures.
11 days to Standard Charted Singapore Marathon.
23 days to submission deadline.
31 days to Christmas. :)

I'm only looking forward to the last point. Hahaha. Okay sleep.

Cell Group.

I can't believe it's been two years, haha. Need to take another awesome picture cause Coleman is not in this one. O Levels are over!

Desire.

This week, I learnt that when you're competing with a group of people who want something more than you, chances are, they are going to get it. Every time.

It's not a radical, unfamiliar concept, in the sense that it's something I witnessed and experienced before, but I just never realised that I would be on the receiving end. In retrospect, it's something I should have expected, just that I never did. Maybe it's just the stress getting to all of us.

Okay I need to be more patient. Or more passionate. Whichever is better. 6 more days to shoot 8 images.

Updating.

I have not blogged for a very long time.

18 Years Old.

I turn 18 tomorrow and I cannot decide if it's a good thing or not. My conclusion thus far is that it is neither a good thing or a bad thing, but it's just a thing? Haha growing up is an inevitable part of life, I wonder why it's a significant thing. Okay I don't really know how to feel during birthdays, like it's a happy thing, but it's also a sad thing because it's in a sense commemorating your mortality? In a crude sense, you're one year older and one year closer to dying. But it's also a celebration that you were born in the first place, that you are alive and well and that you are conscious of your own self and individuality and uniqueness and all that.

I think I've never seen the allure or fascination in growing up. Like, most people are fixated on growing up and being able to do stuff that they can't do now, but I'm more concerned with the things that I can't do when I grow up? I'd rather stay young and carefree and do whatever I like without serious regard to consequences hahaha. Admittedly, being older brings with it a certain level of knowledge and understanding, but I think I miss the days when a boxful of lego would make me happy. And growing up is never drastic, momentous affair, but happens so gradually that you only notice it on certain occasions like graduating from school, or your birthday? I think a boxful of lego would need to be a huge box now before I would be content. :P Even then I think I'm past the stage where I can be content with a box of lego for hours and hours.

So yes it's the last day being 17. Tomorrow I can drink and smoke and learn to drive and watch M18 movies and pay the adult price for the swimming pool and sign consent forms by myself. I don't think I will be doing most, or any, of those things tomorrow though. I don't want to pay the adult price for the swimming pool. :(

New Zealand Day 7.

Breakfast!

C.S. Lewis.

Okay I've not updated anything substantial lately, nor have I have written down any of the thoughts floating around in my head. And unfortunately, it is mostly due to laziness. But I think if I don't write anything think down sooner or later I'll just forget what I was thinking back then, or worse still, remember something completely different. The thing about memories is that we tend to distort them.

I've just finished reading a collection of 7 books by C.S. Lewis. No it's not the Chronicles of Narnia which is coincidentally 7 books as well. It's 7 non-fiction books on Christianity in general, and I think it's made a huge difference in my perception on Christianity.

Over the past three weeks I've fallen asleep numerous times when reading the book, especially on long bus rides, because the concepts explained and vocabulary used can be hard to grasp at times. (Especially his book on Miracles woahhh) So at times I'm reading the same passage over and over again because I'll forget what I just read. But at other times I find myself going back to read the same thing twice because it's so profound and revelatory. Haha. Especially the metaphors and analogies, (Y).

Like, I think it's full of completely foreign ideas to me, although the ideas are all built upon the doctrines and beliefs I've known/believed since young. And I'm amazed at all the logic and reason behind what I believe. It's all very earth-shattering and momentous to me la. The idea that reason is a supernatural thing and not  Haha.

Okay I'm quite happy and sad now that the book is over. Happy that I've finally finished it, but sad that now I need to find a new book! Hahaha. If anything, C.S. Lewis has convinced me to start reading more Christian books. :)

Here is a picture of Lenson when we were in New Zealand at the top of Queenstown! :)

New Zealand Day 6.

I know this is long overdue and you may have probably forgotten all about the trip but day 6 is BUNGY-JUMP DAY.

Shopping At Ikea.

Jams For Lunch.

About many weeks ago Yin Xue and I made a very impromptu decision to play for Jams For Lunch.
Jams for Lunch is like this performance thing that happens during lunch time in my school.

Fort Canning.

Black White HDR.

Okay goodnights.

Kite Flying.

Went kite flying on National Day with Timothy, Yurong and Melanie at Sengkang. At least, we attempted to fly our kite.

East Coast Sunrise.

Lenson's Lens Hood.

Went to help Lenson shoot his video project thing involving lots of explosions and gunfire and meteors! Unfortunately it was a video project about Computer Generated Images, so we didn't actually shoot any explosions and gunfire and meteors. (But you could so imagine the Transformers soundtrack playing)

Couple of other pictures:

On an unrelated note, Minghui's latest favourite words seem to be syllogism and bourgeois. From reading a book on Logic and Socialism respectively. Bourgeois Syllogism. I have no idea how to pronounce these words properly, but I like the spelling. They sneakily have a double l in syllogism to confuse people like me when pronouncing it. And bourgeois just sounds weird, like some Singaporean saying bo your gee ois!

I'm not making sense hahahahaha. The book on logic is having an opposite effect.

Swimming Plasters.

Today I went swimming. I rarely swim on a weekend, because it costs 20 cents more (ya i know right 20 cents!!), and because it's really crowded and I'm always banging and bumping into people. But anyways, I went to swim at Sengkang, which is pretty much the only pool around the area. Meaning it's like the City Hall of swimming pools.

I was swimming in the continuous lap center lane, and I was somewhere around the middle of a lap, when I had to slow down because there was a woman in front of me. Then I noticed that she had a plaster on her heel, probably because of some feet-mangling shoes she wore, and that the plaster was flapping about with each stroke. It was waving around like it belonged on a bed of corrals, like it was the antiseptic tail of a fish, like handkerchiefs waved by damsels in distress.

Then the plaster came off and I watched in revulsion and horror as it started floating innocently towards me.

I immediately changed lanes and overtook the woman and that floating plaster. And on the return lap you could see the plaster suspended in the water; drawn to the currents caused by the people swimming around it (and touching some of those people as well).

I think I shall swim at school more often. The swimming pool at my school has a 3-metre deep end, and most of the time there are only 4 or 5 people swimming in the 10 lanes. And the people swimming there don't wear plasters because they're all manly/sporty people. And best of all, entry is free. :)

Brief Moments of Conversation.

Today the Prime Supermarket near my Church was closed. As I sat at the bus stop waiting to meet someone, I started noticing how many people passing by would stop and look at the notices pasted on the shutters which said that the supermarket's lease had expired and they had moved to another location.

The people who stopped varied from businessmen returning from work to housewives buying groceries to students going home. If they were with their friends they would start talking to each other, and even if they were alone there were moments when they turned to each other and spoke a few sentences. An old man pointed in the general direction of the new location, describing it to another man.

But after reading the notices and talking for a while, all of the people moved on, to be replaced by other businessmen returning from work, housewives buying groceries, or students going home. And those brief moments of conversation happened again. Then the person I was waiting to meet came and I went off as well.




(And no I'm not emo over a supermarket closing, there's another supermarket nearby hahahahaha.)

Dad's Graduation.

:)

YOG.

Okay I know I said I would blog again when school ended. And school has ended for a week now (and starts in a week gah). Haha but I didn't really expect to be out and about for 8-10 hours a day shooting pictures as a volunteer 'young photographer' for the Youth Olympic Games. Eh and I'm not supposed to actively publicise or promote my involvement on blogs/social media either so please pretend you didn't read the previous sentence. Hahaha and I can't post any pictures taken as well. Which I think is really silly because it just restricts the number of pictures of the event online to the news and media outlets. Or the athletes' Facebook pictures.

Anyways, as a result of secretly volunteering as a photographer, I've been traveling all around Singapore for the past week. From Bishan to RJC to Suntec to NTU. The Youth Olympic Village at NTU is by far the worst place to travel to because it's an hour and a half long journey depending on the traffic. And you can't do anything on the train or bus other than reading or listening to music. Which I've been doing so often for the past week that I've finished 4 novels and changed my iPod's list of songs twice. Okay I'm not complaining haha reading is fun! And transport is free. :P

And I thought the food was okay too. Because all the secret young photographers get Food Republic vouchers for food. :)

Fuji Superia Iso400 Nikon Fm2.

I think I've neglected this space for very long. I am going to start blogging again when I'm done with school. 2 more days, I'm telling myself to keep my mind off the unnerving fact that I'm neither enthusiastic nor interested in work anymore. It's not even hate, it's just nonchalance. I'm unperturbed by the fact that I have not made significant progress in my work thus far, and I should be scared but I'm only indifferent. I think designing is a task which requires constant creation and innovation. Which is good because you're challenged to be creative all the time, but is bad because you're challenged to be creative all the time. Okay back to work for 2 more days.

Packaging Class.

Packaging is a very environmentally-unfriendly module. Or maybe it's because I keep measuring/cutting/pasting/printing/scoring/folding wrongly.

:(

*needs sleep*

Imagine doing something all your life, that you thought was helpful, beneficial to others. In other words, the right, good thing to do. Then one day someone comes along and says something that totally changes your view. The thing you previously thought was right and good now seems wrong and bad. Not a sin or a very bad thing, but a gray area in morality. Was the thing negative and bad all along, even though it was only your view that changed? What about the views of others, do they affect if something is 'right' or 'wrong'? Do our actions define our morals or do our morals define our actions.

What if you thought you were helping others, but it turns out that maybe you were just distracting them from what they should have been focusing on instead. What if it comes so instinctively now that you don't know what to do to change. What if hypothetical situations never existed. But hypothetical situations are hypothetical and don't exist anyways.

I am thinking way too much about way too many things at the same time. Not good.

New Zealand Day Five.

YES FINALLY.

Designing Magazines.

Haven't Photoshopped for fun in a long time, hahaha.

Age.

Minghui's latest quasi-philosophical thought of the week/month is how quasi-anything sounds really awesome. Like quasi-scientific, quasi-legislative, quasimodo, etcetera etcetera. Quasi sounds cool right! :D

Making Breakfast.

It's 4am and I'm thinking of games for Sunday School children to play in 7 hours. Hahahaha. /minghui going crazy

New Shoes.

I realised it's only 21 weeks to the marathon, uh oh.

I need to start running again. But it's submission week and I think I won't be sleeping much for the next few days. :(

Potato Chef 2010.

Like the previous post about the History of the dish, this post is about the competition itself.

Potato Jumps Over The Wall.

Read on to assuage your curiosity for the treasure trove of culture, knowledge and understanding through this pictorial representation of the legendary history of this enigmatic dish. Delight your brain cells as you delve into this epically surrealistic world of potatoes, and it should be noted that all gratitude and acknowledgement must be directed to my cell group. :D

Laura's 18th Birthday.

Pictures were shot a really long time ago and I completely forgot about them! :S

Facing Your Giants - SAY Camp 2010.

Was kind of wondering how I was going to post photos of the camp cause there's like 500 or so, so I decided to do a video! Hahaha. Although not all the pictures in this video are taken by me and half the pictures I took I can find fault with, an experience isn't defined by the number of good pictures you shot is it? (I'm just making myself feel better)

Created the video in Final Cut Pro, and it took me an Afternoon to figure out all the controls and effects and everything. Haha. It's like a hundred times more complicated than iMovie, and I made a lot of stupid mistakes here and there, and wasted a lot of time as such. In retrospect, I think I added way too many effects into the above video, but the Gaussian blurs/keyframe effects are so cool. It's like Photoshop that moves hahaha.

And the song in the video is rather emo-ish too. But I was hearing the new album by Lifehouse when doing the video and started playing the rerecorded version again and again. I think the previous version with the cello was nicer though. The song is Everything by Lifehouse and it has a crazy A2 chord that requires a lot of stretching between your middle and ring finger that I remember trying to learn when I first started out learning the guitar.

Lower Pierce Reservoir.

Went to the Lower Pierce Reservoir a long long time ago with Ryan. But before that we were at Funan/City Hall shopping! Hahaha.

How do you fight a battle when you know you've lost?
How do you study for a test if you know you've failed?
How do you defend something if the verdict has been set?
You do it not because it has to be done, or no one else will do it, but you do it because you know that the destination is worth the journey.
The outcome justifies the process. I just wish we had a better process. :(

The Unwinding Cable Car - Anberlin.

Don't drop your arms.
I'll guard your heart.
With quiet words I'll lead you in.

5 minutes Photoshop because the song has been stuck in my head for the past 6 hours or so, again. And because I miss New Zealand and haven't gone through any photos since day four. I think I would escape there in a heartbeat if I could, and forget about everything and become a kiwi. :) 

I think escapism definitely appeals to me, but I think I would only like the idea of escapism, and not the process. Like, I wouldn't mind being able to run away from problems I'm facing, and just forget about the problems and issues to be addressed. But I think trying to forget a problem is as hard as, if not harder, than addressing the problems themselves. And I don't think we can actually forget a problem, at the most we can only not think about it, or if we run away from it; put ourselves in a position where we won't be reminded of the issue. But that doesn't solve anything because the issue remains unresolved. But what if a problem doesn't have a solution or compromise, what if the problem was never a problem at all, or what if the problem has become a different thing entirely from what it was.

I honestly think that the amount of lame jokes/intellectual thoughts in my head increases the more tired I am. Not that there are any lame jokes in this post, in case you were about to start reading through everything again to find a lame joke. :P

All Men Are Shallow.

I don't really have a picture of "shallowness", so here are some shallow pieces of glass, with a shallow depth of field. :)

The Outcast - Sadie Jones.

"He put one hand down to the edge and slipped into the water and felt it close over his head. It tasted of salt and not like a river at all. He wondered how long he could stay under without any breath. he let all the air go out of him and went slowly down until he got to the bottom. It was much quieter underwater. It felt much more like him. He lay down on the bottom and spread his arms out.

It didn't take long at all, with no air, to need to come up, and the first breath was something that had to be done, not something he decided to do, and that felt good. He played like that for an hour. Having no air and being deep underwater made you feel very alive when you came up, but apart from that it was just something to do."

I always do this at the end of a swim now, hahaha. And I think the book was a really depressing Catcher In The Rye-ish kind.

Combined Youth Camp.

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adjective

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DNS-323.

Bought a 2-bay network attached storage at the PC show yesterday. With two 1.5TB hard drives as well. Now Minghui is a happy geek. Hahaha. The only gripe is my modem is way too slow at 56mbps. But never mind I'm going to back up everything slowly this time. And I'm using Raid 1 mirroring so if my hard drive fails again like the last time (shudder), I'm not going to lose anything! :P And I can access the NAS anywhere in the house wirelessly, and BitTorrent straight to the NAS, and stream iTunes music from it, and access it from online with an ftp client, and all the other super geek stuff hahaha.

It looks like this:

I still think the Drobo looks cooler. But $600 for the enclosure alone is not a very economical price. Never mind next time!

Drobo sounds nicer than DNS323 as well.

National Stadium.

These pictures were taken a really long time ago with Ryan. The stadium's still there for some reason, and there are lots of mosquitoes.

I am really lazy to write anything, so this post will have nothing but pictures from here on!

Home Alone.

Okay alone with Snowie. :)

The Helix.

This is the shot that everyone seems to be taking with the bridge leading to the integrated resort. :D

Fundamental.

My final assignment was due this week, and we were supposed to do a poster design for a international design competition in Taiwan where the theme was fundamental. And sooo I spent a little over a week doing nothing but trying to design the poster. I say trying because I spent about half of that time stoning in front of my computer waiting for inspiration to hit.

And so this was the result:

Major Diploma.

I was so going to title this post Diploma Dilemma. Hahaha, but I realised that it wouldn't really be correct since I don't really have a dilemma about my diploma at all. :/

Anyways. School has been unmotivating thus far. Unmotivating is not actually a word, but it best describes my situation now. I don't really have a lot of work to do (thankfully), but I'm not exactly putting my best effort into what work I have to do either. And using Photoshop/Illustrator/Indesign to design everyday subsequently means I have no mood to sort through and edit photos lately, which subsequently explains the lack of photos and subsequently the lack of updated posts. Subsequently.

Beside schoolwork, we also had to choose our diploma majors this week. Kind of like streaming in Secondary School but with only three options, Illustration, Graphic Design, or Photography. Haha everyone's like consulting the lecturers and asking around to see who's choosing what, but I kind of made my choice to go into Photography already. In fact, it's the reason why I chose to enter the course in the first place. I don't really need to evaluate my choices and ask the lecturers because I'm so set on the choice that I want already. So I guess it kind of seems that my life is all planned out already.

But you know, I think that's worse. To be so set on what you want to do in life, that decision-making becomes trivial and easy as compared to others. What if I'm making the worst decision of my life and I'm going to regret it in a few years time? I think I'd be worse off knowing that I didn't exactly give this decision much thought and just chose it because it was what I wanted. That instead of evaluating and making a careful decision, in retrospect I would seem reckless and impulsive. What if one day I wake up and decide that I don't really want to be a photographer anymore? It isn't something that I've wanted to do all my life, I started taking photography seriously only 2 years ago, so how can I be sure if I want to do this as a job in the future?
I guess the problem is you never know if it's going to happen to you or not, so you can't really do anything about it can you? Haha. Or maybe the fact that I'm questioning myself now is indicative of what is to come.. (Dun Dun Dunnnn)

If I decide not to be a photographer I'm going to be a traffic policeman and go around giving people tickets. Or a professional beat-boxing pen spinner. Or a children's book writer! Hahaha.

Okay this blog post seems really depressing with all the words, so to lighten things up here's a HDR picture of a tree!

Nevermind the fact that the tree is probably dying.

Nike Free 5.0

MH's latest goal.

Okay I think I'm like a Nike Fanboy now since my current running shoes are from Nike as well. (And the White Nike Dunks) But these are barefoot shoes! Super bendy and light, and designed to replicate the feeling of running barefoot as accurately as possible. Now I'm torn between this or Vans/DC shoes. :/

In other news:

Signed up for the Standard Chartered Marathon on the 5th December. I have no idea why I signed up for a 42.195km race when I can barely run 2.4km. Ah wells it's a good excuse to get new running shoes like that one above! :D If only there was a swimming marathon, I would definitely join it. :( Swimming is more fun than running.

Anyone else wanna go run! You need to be 18 and above for the full marathon though, but if you sign up before the 12th June you save $40. :)

New Zealand Day Four.

The Hardcore Photographer Look.

Finally Day 4. Hahaha. I need to go on a photo editing spree but my current module dictates the daily usage of photoshop to the extent that I get so sick of using it at the end of the day. =(

Birds and Vectors.

So for my current module I have an exercise that requires us to trace an image manually, by hand. And one of the images I chose was this.

 Those are birds flying by the way, shot in New Zealand! :)

Then I proceeded to spend the next 3 hours tracing out the birds with the pen tool in Adobe Illustrator. For noob non-designers, the end result was like this.

I then proceeded to open up the original image in Photoshop, just to irritate myself further. And in less than 5 minutes I had pretty much the exact same result.

I even had 3 more birds. :/

Ah wells, at least now I feel like a model student for following my lecturer's instructions and not cheating with Live Trace or Photoshop. Hahaha and I feel like a pen tool expert now! Come on give me something to vectorize!

Okay anyways if anyone wants the birds in a vector format you can download it here and do whatever you want with it. (Unless your lecturer forbids you to use the birds)
Hopefully you won't have to waste 3 hours of your life like I did. :) Okay back to work.

Lame Jokes and Tai Chi.

Was walking to the bus stop alone after Cell Group today when I realised that this was one of the few times when I'd be walking alone. Because my Church in Bishan is kind of far from the 136 bus stop in Ang Mo Kio (okay it's not that far). Usually I'd just cut through Bishan Park, although now the park is closed for a revamp and you can't cut through it anymore. :(

Lenson Enters a Bus.

Lenson demonstrating how to open the door of a bus, by pressing a button. =D

New Zealand Day Three.

Before you start reading, you should be warned that this post contains a lot of pictures of mountains (like the one above), so if you have a phobia of mountains or other rock-related fears, you probably should not read this post. :D

Ambiguity.

I hate ambiguity. I hate people who are ambiguous, cryptic, mysterious, about their feelings and thoughts. I hate it when people say things about someone, without naming that someone. It is as if they are delegating the arduous task of figuring out what they mean to others to decipher, when a single word uttered from them about who they are talking about would save everyone a lot of misunderstanding and grief. It is as though their feelings are open to interpretation, although half the time these interpretations are wrong and misunderstood.

But then again, I am ambiguous myself. Since there is always an alluring quality to ambiguity, to be able to say something and have it mean a lot of things, or nothing at all. To allow the meaning of your words to change as with everything else. To be able to vent your frustrations about someone without inadvertently confronting them or hurting their feelings. To speak your thoughts on a subject without being forced to draw a conclusion that makes it final. To weigh both sides of an argument without making a stand. In other words, to stay in the gray area and not be in the black or white. 

Am I a hypocrite then, to say that I hate ambiguous people and yet am ambiguous on many things myself? To say that I hate people who don’t give provide a name to who their talking to, when I don’t do that either?

But what if I said that I hated being ambiguous as well. I hate ambiguous people, myself included. Would it still be hypocrisy if I hated my actions as much as everyone else’s? That this was a part of my life that I wish I could let go? That I could speak openly to anybody about any subject, without any reservations or without the attractiveness of keeping my opinions to myself. Because we're all taught to be polite and respectful and kind. And somehow this all leads to us hiding from the truth when it needs to be spoken. Not really speaking lies, but not exactly telling the truth either.

This is such an ambiguous post. Hahahaha. The Colorado Kid by Stephen King is a book that left me stunned after reading it, maybe because it's related to this. And it's short so you can read it in a day like I did. =)

New Blogskin.

It's been two years since I last changed my blogskin, and two years before I changed my blogskin before that as well. I figured my old one was getting kind of, you know, old? Anyways, it's good to have something new once in a while right? It's like new shoes except you can't walk around in them and it's free. Horrid analogy hahaha.

Interesting thing about this blogskin is that there are page breaks! Like this one right here asking you to read more.

Cross Processed.

Part of our design for Studio Lighting was to take pictures of Teddy around random places in Singapore and compile the images into the Cd sleeve, haha and so we/I went around shooting pictures of Teddy with a roll of Fuji Velvia 50 slide film, which cost $14. =(

Unfortunately, the photo lab cross processed my slide film, so instead of nice normal looking photographs we ended up with lomography-like pictures. Which was kind of depressing because I did not want to believe that I had just spent $24 dollars to get an effect I can easily replicate in Photoshop for free. Hahaha I tried to undo the cross processing in Photoshop and got varying results, so I decided to just post the original pictures without any editing. I think they turned out okay though, at least I got 39 exposures. =)

Met up with Ryan and Shawn on a Friday to go shoot the rest of the roll around the City Hall area. Three guys walking around with a Teddy Bear=Lots of stares. Hahaha.

We went to two playgrounds, a library, a bookstore, Selegie Soya Bean and all the roads in between. =)

We discovered this awesome playground with swings! =D Thanks in part to Google Maps on Ryan's iPhone.

How this photo was shot:

The leaf next to Teddy reminds me of New Zealand, haha.

Okay that's all.