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Lizard #1

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 04:10:53 GMT

I finally caught you!

On camera...

31st March 2009 12:30 am

Cat #3

Thu, 19 Feb 2009 03:32:05 GMT

New year, new uncertainties.

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 11:54:14 GMT

Come this new year, with the global economic seemingly in recession, many "experts" deem as comparable with the Great Depression, we should spend a moment and wonder how this "Great Depression II" will effect us.

Will we lose our job? What will become of our families? Will this spawn new social issues like rising crime?

The last time Singapore had a recession, it did see a rise in unemployment and crime, mainly burglary and robbery. As times get harder (and times were already hard to begin with), desperation will force individuals to resort to unjust means to survive.

But despite the prospect of losing your job or have little good options to work at / for, it is also a time to be brave and to make daring leaps into your career.

Warren Buffet mentioned that you should sell during the boom and buy during the bust.

The same theology can be applied here.

Be experimental during this time to gain as much experience as you can, and when times get better, you'll have a better grasp of what you want to do on the long run, when the boom starts up again.

And most importantly, do not give in to career trends.

Unless it is something you are so interested in.

It has been awhile...

Thu, 13 Nov 2008 03:00:19 GMT

It has been quite some time since I blogged.

It is not exactly my interest in blogging has waned, I am actually a habitual blogger ever-since I was a child.

Well, not exactly that either, when I was young, I kept diaries which are abandoned after a streak of writing and new ones started.

Writing to me has been a form of therapy. I could use whatever words I want in which ever structure, form and since its in my own handwriting, I can even write upside down. Nobody gives a fuck.

Ever-since I finished my BA in Fine Art and Contemporary Writing, I perhaps better understood the "contempt" in Contemporary Writing and that the little horrors I discovered during the BA gave me perhaps more than just a phobia for writing anything, anymore.

More than a few times, I had writing jobs passed on to me, but I referred them to others because I pretty much totally lost my confidence to write after the course.

Why? Closer friends would know my reasons, but it had to do with a certain somebody, liquid-papering out a remark he made in one of my drafts. Worst still, is that I had nobody to turn to for writing inspiration and I was constantly bombarded with hypocritical aspects about writing that until today, I do not understand.

All this and throw in this 3 jobs problem.

Ever-since my residency at Hong Kong (with a week's stint in reservist, immediately after that) I have been effectively working 3 jobs.

1. Part-Time Sales Staff @ a games shop selling board-games.
2. Consignment based miniature painter
3. Assistant for Susie when she runs her assembly programs.

There is a 4th "job" but it has ceased to be one. Art making and the role as an artist is pretty much relegated as part of my "hobby" which I integrate into my "lifestyle" now.

There is no such thing as being an Artist as a job. Artist is not an occupation. Anybody who says it is, is just because they are making lots of money of it.

Being an Artist is a way of life. It is a state of being. More often then not, a state of being inspired.

It has been awhile...

Thu, 13 Nov 2008 02:59:59 GMT

It has been quite some time since I blogged.

It is not exactly my interest in blogging has waned, I actually a habitual blogger ever-since I was a child.

Well, not exactly that either, when I was young, I kept diaries which are abandoned after a streak of writing and new ones started.

Writing to me has been a form of therapy. I could use whatever words I want in which ever structure, form and since its in my own handwriting, I can even write upside down. Nobody gives a fuck.

Ever-since I finished my BA in Fine Art and Contemporary Writing, I perhaps better understood the "contempt" in Contemporary Writing and that the little horrors I discovered during the BA gave me perhaps more than just a phobia for writing anything, anymore.

More than a few times, I had writing jobs passed on to me, but I referred them to others because I pretty much totally lost my confidence to write after the course.

Why? Closer friends would know my reasons, but it had to do with a certain somebody, liquid-papering out a remark he made in one of my drafts. Worst still, is that I had nobody to turn to for writing inspiration and I was constantly bombarded with hypocritical aspects about writing that until today, I do not understand.

All this and throw in this 3 jobs problem.

Ever-since my residency at Hong Kong (with a week's stint in reservist, immediately after that) I have been effectively working 3 jobs.

1. Part-Time Sales Staff @ a games shop selling board-games.
2. Consignment based miniature painter
3. Assistant for Susie when she runs her assembly programs.

There is a 4th "job" but it has seized to be one. Art making and the role as an artist is pretty much relegated as part of my "hobby" which I integrate into my "lifestyle" now.

There is no such thing as being an Artist as a job. Artist is not an occupation. Anybody who says it is, is just because they are making lots of money of it.

Being an Artist is a way of life. It is a state of being. More often then not, a state of being inspired.

Mr Centipede # 1

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 16:32:16 GMT

Guess who I caught in the bathroom.

I promised Christine that I will catch him/her/it before June next year.

Mission Accomplished.

Cat #2

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 07:52:13 GMT

14-09-2008 Sunday 1:03 am

Cat #1

Wed, 27 Aug 2008 09:58:23 GMT

27-08-2008 Wednesday 18:50

Professor Randy Pausch Passes on.

Mon, 28 Jul 2008 00:48:32 GMT

Professor Randy Pausch Passes on.

http://www.cmu.edu/homepage/beyond/2008/summer/an-enduring-legacy.shtml

South China Morning Post.

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 06:39:24 GMT

Thank you heaps Michael Suen!