One of Yoshitomo Nara’s paintings that were featured during the Trans-Cool Tokyo Exhibit during the early part of this year. There’s something about his sassy looking girls that I’m drawn too. This is one of the first instax pictures I have taken.
I’m kinda bending my own rules here if you noticed. I realize that there are weeks where I can take a lot of interesting instax pictures and there are weeks that nothing exciting comes up. But I do promise that from now on, I will post an instax photo weekly.
After a stressful day in the office, I planned to make a quick stop to the Textile Center and then go to the Singapore Art Museum before meeting my friend for dinner. Alas, my sense of direction totally failed and I ended up wasting a good hour trying to locate the museum on foot (Google Maps you have failed me!). Finally on the right track, I headed down to the 8Q to view theTrans-Cool TOKYO exhibit. An exhibition which showcases the works of various Japanese artists. Actually the exhibition has been on since November but I only learned about it this January *head-desk/face-palm*. It has been awhile since I’ve went to a museum (last being the Kang Xi exhibit at ACM) so I took it upon myself to drop by 8Q ~ plus surprise! Free admission on Fridays from 6~9pm!
Hello! Just want to do a simple housekeeping duty for the LetterBox Project! I will try to clear as much as I can over the weekend when I have more free time!
“He knew that “I love you” also means “I love you more than anyone else loves you, or has loved you, or will love you,” and also “I love you in a way that way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.” He knew that it is, by love’s definition, impossible to love two people.”
- Jonathan Safran Foer
“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: ‘It goes on.’”
-Robert Frost
“With the possible exception of the equator, everything begins somewhere.” — C.S. Lewis
“Are you angry? Punch a pillow. Was it satisfying? Not hardly. These days people are too angry for punching. What you might try is stabbing. Take an old pillow and lay it on the front lawn. Stab it with a big pointy knife. Again and again and again. Stab hard enough for the point of the knife to go into the ground. Stab until the pillow is gone and you are just stabbing the earth again and again, as if you want to kill it for continuing to spin, as if you are getting revenge for having to live on this planet day after day, alone.”
- Miranda July
“This time I refuse to wake up until my head, my heart, and my life have all returned to normal.”
- Jane Green
I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it—I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you, too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and Braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me. - Elizabeth Gilbert
Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
-Neil Gaiman
“Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face, on a November day in the rain.”
[NOTE: In honour of the National Poetry Month in the US, I have been writing a poem-a-day. This poem was inspired by what my best friend and I did on weekends. Pretend road trips to the moon or the Grand Canyon when we were ten, this mostly happened on lazy Sunday afternoons, it's amazing how memories trigger scent and vice versa, I can still smell the car's scent!]
Remember when we were ten,
when the adults’ conversation turned to hush tones and we got bored?
We snuck through the back gate and hopped on my Daddy’s car.
You on the driver’s seat, with me by your side,
a wicked glint in our eyes, like we’re doing something forbidden
I popped a mix tape into the player
we both had our seatbelts on
and we’d pretend we’re going somewhere.
Sticking my hand out to feel the wind,
the rushing zoom fills my ears,
we’d laugh at some private joke
or sometimes sing out aloud over the radio.
Of a foreign heartache or of happy times.
And the places that we went to, we had great fun
We’d go to the moon defying gravity and rules.
We looked out of the window and told each other what we saw,
one second it was the Ocean pristine and blue
in a blink it was the mountain ranges in Kathmandu.
We waved our hi’s and goodbye’s to the people we pass by
Talked of secrets, and of dreams and mysteries
I miss those times, an exercise to the imagination
Another archived post, these are some quotes from Takuji Ichikawa’s Be With You (Ima, Ai ni Yukimasu). One of the books that has impacted me in the last five years.
☆ I had always been weak, but when Mio died I became even weaker. I started to lose even the strength it takes to breathe.
☆ Books nourish the heart. They are the lamps that light the darkness, the joy that can outshine love.
☆ Submarines would be a death sentence.
☆ I had long ago given up wishing for things I shouldn’t wish for or things I would never do. I am what is left after a lot of things are subtracted from a normal human being.
☆ It’s possible you lost forever those memories you should remember always.
☆ Seriousness is related to trust, and trust is one of the most important elements of love. That’s why serious people actually know more about love than carefree people do.
☆Not all stories are filled with happiness. Some stories are sad. Most sad stories are made up of tales of parting. To this day, I have never heard a story of meeting that did not also involve a parting.
☆ Life is over before you know it so there is no need for a whole pile of memories to live.
☆ People who can never get enough never seem to tire of hearing it. It’s the most comforting they can think of.
☆ “I like your attitude”, I said to him. “You’re a loyal dog and if you keep this up, they probably put a statue of you in front of the train station”.
☆ I am a tougher person that you give me credit for. I can only think about things in practical terms. If I really like somebody, it is not easy for me to just forget about them or suddenly start hating them. God made me to have just one love in my life. And so I went on, living day by day, thinking of you.
☆ I think the human heart was not made to go outside its time. If people temporarily lose their memory it must be some way of protecting their sanity.
Once in awhile I let myself get carried away by a movie, especially ones that are formulated to bring in a few tears, make your heart skip a beat with its good-looking leads and have quite predictable scenes. I do think that A Crazy Little Thing Called Love (First Love) has a lot of cliches in the bag but I’m not ashamed to say that this movie made me tear up (though I watched My Sister’s Keeper the day before and I was stoic) TWICE, and I’m modest when I said I “teared” let’s just say there were two streams running down my face.
I guess because of the film’s relatability, as it said at the beginning, it is based on the true story of everyone. We all have been there before, like Nam (Pimchanok Luewisedpaiboon) – an ugly duckling who has harbored a crush for one of the cute seniors in her school, P’Shone (Mario Maurer), she goes through a transformation to become someone that he would at least notice. Ahh, the pains of unrequited love, and young love at that.
But the story just doesn’t revolve around Nam’s crush, actually I was more moved by her friendship with three girls (look at them below) and how loyal and supportive they were of her. This movie reminded me the importance of my friends, family and first love. How they have shaped me and made me who I am today.
It’s a movie that will make you laugh out loud, cringe because you share the same experience with the lead character, make you go, “aww” and sometimes I found myself shouting at the screen and saying, “Confess now! Confess now! What are you waiting for?”, and of course will make you cry, it’s a definitely all around feel-good movie for anyone who’s ever had that bittersweet taste of young love.
All of us have someone hidden in the bottom of our hearts. And when we think of him, we always feel a little pain inside…but we still want to keep him.
FROM Swap-Bot, a letter and a pencil case filled with goodies! Super love the mini Moleskine, washi tapes and gel pens!
This is from papernstitch giveaway! I am so excited to flip through the pages and start crafting again. Thanks to Brittni!
I highly recommend that you purchase thecookiecutter‘s Run Of The Mill zine at her etsy shop! Plus she’s just the sweetest with her lovely note… this is all~ I’m off to read it now!
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