Wednesday, 26 May 2010

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. =(

Monday, 24 May 2010

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.

Saturday, 22 May 2010

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. :(

Thursday, 20 May 2010

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

Wednesday, 19 May 2010

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. =)

Tuesday, 18 May 2010

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.