Hiatus Stop

It's good to be back. Featuring the work of Fleaster after quite an inconvenient hiatus, no thanks to a virulent strain of the flu bug. It's good to be able to post, photograph, blog, drink (coffee that is), draw, write, etc. The simple things - as always.

• To take long walks in the wee hours of the morningwith, someONE special fresh after the rain with minimal traffic and warm tungsten lit streets - watching empty taxis go by as you speak your heart out - and sweat it in the process.
• To chase that dream - it's easy to forget in a city like this.
• To listen to music and truly feel the emotion.
• To watch a film and not be afraid to laugh with it, weep with it, and rejoice at moments that are meant to be, casting aside mock cynicism or label it "saccharine".
• To realise that for all that world can offer, that all are the same in the hospital waiting room.

Cloudspotting

Easy weekend. Slow. Now that the weather's improving, it's cloudspotting season. Me likes.

The Ordinary Life Lived

Seriously, there's something really appealing about the ordinary life. You head out as and when you like, where you like and do what you like. There're heaps of good stuff around you, low traffic, the serenity of a nature reserve, the cool crisp tingle of the morning air and somewhat misty demeanour of the rainforest's canopy just before sunrise. I like Saturday mornings with late sleep-ins, a down tempo afternoon and an evening stroll in suburbia. Life's simple pleasures - an ordinary one.

Nocturnālis

With the living room piled up high with a warehouse load of plastic injection kit boxes, I thought it was high time I did something about it. Working late into the night, I endeavour to at least finish a sizeable portion of my "back log" inventory...and that's enough plastic to last er...generations.

O-Seven

It might seem odd that the year begins with something as random as an airport viewing gallery shot or something along the lines of a Project Zeta. But think of it as the end of the previous year 06', and moving on to a brand new year 07'. Somehow, the skies evoke a sense of renewal in the wake of a new year, pointing towards an infinite vastness that's filled with real possibilities that man-made artificiality simply cannot beat. And Who made the Skies? Why is it Blue? The science aside...but Who decided it'd be Blue in the first place?

Before 07'

Torrential Predictability

Some flashbacks of a trip from not too long ago...


The weather lately isn't something to write home about. The slightly more eager North-East Monsoon this year has practically drenched the entire island after a couple of non-stop shower spells driving the relative humidity close to 100% (if it hasn't already hit it) - wrecking furniture in ways one would least expect - via the insidious mildew. So that aside, here's what's been brewing in the workshop...

Monsoon In The City

The weather has been unforgiving of late. Flash floods across many of the water catchment areas on the island. A while back, it rained non stop for a full day. We've had the 3rd highest recorded amount of rainfall in 75 years. Power failures too. But for the better part of the island, life goes on. And that means something. It's something to be thankful for.

And then, a blast from the not so distant past:

Different Seasons

Confessions Of An Urbanite

Urbanite I am. Country I thought I'd be, but having been there and back, it appears the urban landscape, for all its cold impersonal bluntness, it exudes a somewhat antagonistic attraction that exceeds that of Natural infinity. But we're seasonal creatures as we are those of habit. There's a season for everything. Urban is now.

Red Yellow City Lights

Just back from the land of tea, Pandas and 麻辣火锅 (Ma La Huo Guo)...not that they are inter-related, but there you go. Chongqing-Emei-Chengdu. 8 days worth of mayhem, with the +K in Minstrel guise. Here's a start to the photo series in the coming week. It's back to work in 3 hours or so...time to hit the sack.

On Days Like These

Farewell & Begin

YH's on to something new after spending 3 months with the office crew. We're going to miss her. She's been exemplary in her conduct and industriousness - kudos! We wish her all the best in a new academic chapter, as well as on greater things to come :)

Late Nights

I must be mad posting so late...where work beckons in less than 4 hours. So this will be brief.

Habitual

Not content with the mayhem wreaked over the weekend, it was back to plastic vice haven.

Going Marine

The Greasemonkey decides to take the plunge into the Marine World. Better late than never. For now, the provisional terrestrial shots shall suffice. The other bits will come in due course, courtesy of GA and ArtL. Star of the trip must have been PM - resident Puke Master. It's amazing that 6 hours of "digestion" produces whole leafy vegetables, bean sprouts and whole beans... PM bore the brunt of most of the day's humour - with good reason. It was a crew of 10. All came back, ready to start the new week minus the Monday blues ;) Considering this is already the end-of-season, we're very fortunate to get this trip realised. Thank God.