May 14th, 2012
(a)DHD Project 002: Ahoy Matey! Yo ho ho and a bottle of acrylic paint
Hello everyone,
The 2nd project from a Debonair Hellacious Dare customized shoes was a really quick one, and quite challenging as I was using acrylic paint this time round. Kaye requested for a pair of pirates themed shoes and wanted them loafer-style, for convenience.
May 3rd, 2012
(a)DHD Project 001 – A Nightmare On Canvas
Hello my friends!
It’s finally done — after a couple days of sketching, painting, drying and expertly photographed by Kaye, my first pair of <a Debonair Hellacious Dare> customized canvas shoes are finally ready to be shared.
I had posted one or two ‘WIP’ shots on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook, but this post will show you the various stages of this pet project.
Enjoy!
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April 15th, 2012
Playing local “Draw Something”
We got bored so decided to play our own “Draw Something” .. so obviously we made up our own words for guessing and without any hints / letters to help us guess the word.
This is what she made me guess. Her impression of … me -_-
and my impression of her. Guess what’s the word?
March 21st, 2012
Woohoo!
Chanced upon this website with a bunch of good stuff and thought I’d share it.
The site is called Quick and Dirty Tips and basically houses a series of topical “Help”, ranging from Grammar to Pet Care.
It’s so awesome!
Here are some of my “pick of the tips”: (try saying that 10 times really quickly)
- Why does your dog drool?
- What to do if your dog growls or snaps
- Paddy Versus Patty
- (work hazard) An introduction to the cloud
Have fun reading! Speaking of which, I’ve been chomping down a lot of books lately. Will share some titles when I get a breather.
March 10th, 2012
Tis was an interesting encounter
That was considered one of the most interesting way of meeting someone new.
Kaye and I were just strolling along and sitting around our favorite marina, when we heard an ‘auntie’ playing her Er Hu.
It was kind of odd, since people around the area typically came around in groups, pairs or just for a stroll.
So we were listening to her play, while thinking if we should approach her. And ask if Kaye could try her hand with the Er Hu.
Eventually we did, and she turned out to be a very friendly auntie.
So apparently, she used to teach singing too back in Shenzhen, where her hometown is. But have recently moved to Singapore with her family. Sadly though, there just weren’t a lot of people / neighbors around her who she was able to share her Er Hu music nor theatric singing with. That’s why she often came out alone to practice her Er Hu.
She was very nice, and let Kaye play the Er Hu. Was also trying teach her how to play better and read the score. We ended up spending almost an hour, listening to her play and sing. After hearing more about her, it dawned on us that she must be feeling really lonely. A new city, and no one around to just chit chat or just listen to her play. I hope that at least these two strange girls who sat down and chatted with her helped her feel a little less alone today.
Unfortunately, not everyone will share our same sentiments about being kind or friendly towards strangers. Especially with the prejudice against foreigners, people tend to lose sight that, regardless where you’re from and what you do, at the end of the day, you’re still human. We are all vulnerable to the same things. This auntie may not be from here, nor does she understand our way of living, she might not even be a nice person after all, but I don’t think it was wrong of us to forget about all those ‘unimportant details’, and just be nice.
February 26th, 2012
Sometimes, the old has to make way for the better and the new
It’s the end of an era to usher in a new period of anticipation and excitement. But before that happens, I’d need to survive through this disastrous rubble of renovation works.
Walls are broken in, ceilings are scrapped and filled and dust settles in thin film over everything.
*cough*
February 3rd, 2012
This thing about taking a break from work…
It’s been more than a couple of months since I decided to take a break. In fact, this has been a period of change and indulgence. Mainly, self-indulgence – the absence of heavy commitment, hiatus of socially acceptable standards and break from self-inflicted expectations. Of course it hadn’t been easy; I never thought for one second that I would have absolutely no regret about the steps I had taken.
However, this period has given me the luxury, time to be exact, to think about the importance of living and the meaning of being. I assure you that it is not “42″, nor is this the beginning of some pompous journey of self-discovery. It is just refreshing to know that there are so many things that I want to do and actually enjoy doing, with the zest and anticipations of my 12-year-old self.
One of the things is taking Japanese lessons. Despite my relatively slow progress and reluctance to converse in Japanese with anyone other than those in my class, it has been most enjoyable, complete with a tinge of accomplishment. I love the idea of being the hardworking student again.
I also had more time to splurge on things like reading a book, drawing some more doodles, planning special occasions, blah blah blah. I (ashamedly) have also been playing a lot of games, to the point where I would be on the iPad for hours on end, running through temples, buttering a sandwich or helping Swampy with his shower supply. The list of everyday “to-dos” just never ends! I need to start easing myself back in the habit of making a list of what I need to accomplish each day, and start getting things done.
Having time on hand meant that being distracted was okay. Easily distracted. Like how I wanted to do one thing and the next thing I know, I am on my laptop typing this long-winded entry about taking time off, but with absolutely no singular point of story I wanted to tell. But it is still okay and I am thankful for every second of this “okay” that I can have right now.
All good things must come to an end and I am already sensing the end is near. I will need to say goodbye to this “okay”-ness soon, since the monies still call the shots in my world. In relative time, I will stop being so picky about my options and opportunities, start to be more receptive to a wider range of possibilites, and learn to revert to the “working”-ness again. I do miss it honestly; I miss the times where every day is a challenge and new things are made. I am still looking for a place where I can continue to do good things with the company or organisation, some minor victories and hopefully satisfaction with what I am doing.
And I need an oven.
January 26th, 2012
Random question….
Since I’m such a TV addict, this discussion was bound to happen on random occasions.
Question: ” If we return to a world without television or radio, what would you do everyday ?”
Answer: ” Farm, read books, have sex every night and occasionally dance around a bon fire.”
I love your answer.
Lol.
