XD

I’m apologise beforehand if anyone has any problem with me being the black swan in the family. I can be a mean bitch by saying it to your face, “Deal with it. I can’t change who I am!” But, I am not that mean bitch… and I am ready to reach a consensus if you are, if there is any.

Apparently on a feedback session held by lecturers about the design studio course, the issue of unfairness came about in many forms. There was even a mention of how it is unfair if someone decided to do drawings manually opposed to using AutoCAD.

Here is what struck me yesterday.

“May I express my concerns over what has been mentioned by him just now. I would say I am quite offended by that, because we all know that I am the only one in class who did the Moonsighting project, manually. Let me explain why that is not a problem at all. I would like to express my concern that it is not unfairness that’s the issue here. It simply is a difference in execution of an assignment. Like the various softwares we are allowed to use for our computer outputs, whether Photoshop, CorelDraw, Illustrator, ACDsee, or Vectorworks… I doesn’t matter. So, as to manual drawings, it should not matter as well. It simply is an execution of work. It would be unfair however if one person is limited by the example tool provided in the brief. If one decides to do drawings manually, it does not mean there is any less of a design process going on. It is not any easier compared to computer aided drawings. I would also like to clarify that I did consult my studio master upon this method of choice. And I think drawing manually is also a good alternative that the school should provide for their students who choose to use it. Thank you.” 

But yesterday, I didn’t say that. Because yesterday, words escaped me. I couldn’t grasp them in time to say it like this. And that, is one part of myself that I hate.

:/ 

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I feel like going home tomorrow to do some video montage and dance! haha. yess, you read right. I’m gonna dance and make the rest join in. hehehehehe. Evil plans to bully siblings for a fun cause will always work out, I hope.

Yes. So, let me go ~Home, let me go home. Home is wherever I’m with you~ 
*if you haven’t listened to ‘Home’ by Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeroes, go listen NOW*

XD 

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with studio project out of the way
with the studio all cleaned up
with our dropbox folder at the fate of spring cleaning…

only portfolio is left. 


and…


I kinda feel…

Kosong

Kosong bagai lagu najwa

Ibarat meja tidak berkaki

Hanya halusinasi

ilusi



:S 

(Source: icanread)

Lines and lines

they overcome

time and time

they have become

safe and sound

they make me hum


It will take forever for me to finish my work. Drawing and renderings and shadow castings and modelings. The most important thing is NOT to stop now.
Keep on drawing.
XD 

(Source: khalisahzee)

floralmachine:

“A poem is an army. A poet is an Ideology.”

Insomniac thoughts at 3 a.m. made me do this. haha

Everyday. A bunch of notification pops up. Incoming text. Chatbox. Tweetdeck. Email inbox. Are we virtually the same person? I think, never. We all have created our own clone. Our own sim, dwelling in cyberspace.

The ever-changing, ever-growing social network is helping us shape ourselves in an ideal that we wanna see ourselves as. But who are we kidding? We omit all regards to facial expression and voice intonation, only to make all that emotions lost in translation. 

Yes, we have found a fourth dimension in time, where the term “online” has a separate timeline than real-time. Send me an email. I’ll get back to you on that later, when I go online. This is actually good, because one is able to respond after giving enough thought to the sentence and words before hitting “enter”. Therefore, a quality reply. But not necessarily a genuine reply. Exposed to the truth and seeing the unpolished diamond as it is.

We have only ourselves to blame for not being able to express ourselves face-to-face. Instead, we resort to messaging, emailing, facebooking and tweeting each other to say what we truely deeply feel like saying. It may be good for giving the ones who get tongue-tied, a voice to speak, but it is also bad for allowing ourselves to only find a backdoor to facing the fear than just knocking up front. 

Remember, it takes more courage to say it right on than acting a little too late, waiting for the webpage to load. And that courage deserves more appreciation than a typed out smily face :)

Whether good or bad, we are constantly weighing the chances we took to the consequences we make. I’m just merely pointing it out for all of us. Only you decide how to answer your ‘replies’.  

@________@ 

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Cycling into the sunset.

It’s what we all need sometimes.
Just to remind ourselves that
- troubles may pass.
- tomorrow will come again.
- this is not the only world we have. 
- “..tak mati pun..” as my dear friend told me.
- God is always watching over us.

:)




lifein-india: Sunset @ IIT Madras (by EF_Lensman)

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How often do you see a wedding photoshoot where the focus is not directly the bride and groom? Hahaha. This photo made me laugh. Unorthodox as it seems, this image is somewhat flattering. Conveying the happiness it froze on that instant. No offense happily married couple, it’s not that your faces aren’t in it, but who knew the amount of detail one is able to observe in a picture like that. The intricate lace patterns that make up the bride’s dress matching the special pink roses that only she is allowed to carry and the just right tinge of red/maroon on the set. The simplistic white theme colours the day with a spectrum of emotions instead.

The off-centre, candid, elusively paparazzi-like shots is an interesting approach I haven’t seen in wedding photography in a while. It makes us wonder where is the photographer coming from at this event? Is he related to the groom or bride or was he just passing by on this big day. *Though, it’s obviously clear it’s he’s sisters wedding. haha ;)*

Dear nervous Raja Sehari, please keep calm and take a break, because most of the floating emotions are coming in from all directions. Enthusiastic kids grabbing all the candy; doting aunts and uncles making jokes and contagious laughter; sisters and brothers making themselves useful helping with anything that needs an extra hand; even the curious cat is lurking under some table hoping to get free lunch.

Lovely day, indeed.
Captured by my friend Mr. Cameraman, Adam.

XD

*Check out the other photos here  http://www.flickr.com/photos/muhdadamcrpt/6975680496/in/photostream 

*Why did I just feel like writing this? Well, after experiencing my cousin’s wedding today at JB, yes, I do miss family reunions. Despite the fact that I was never as close to my extended family as my friends at school, I still feel at home in their company. And we’d just pick up where we left off. Always <3* 
 

My parents told me I should be whatever I choose to be
It’s hard considering that I don’t even know what I want right now.
My friends told me I should be an artist.
My guts tell me to hold on.
My heart tells me to just do it!

>___________< 

(via unmitigated-disaster)

We don’t see things as they are
We don’t see things as they were
We don’t see things like they seem they are
We see things as what they could be
We see them as what they should be
if they would ever be anything but ordinary. 

*If I were to stare into blank space to clear my mind, I’d fail through and through.
 It’s about time I accept the fact that I cannot put my mind on idle mode.
 Looking at everyday objects, things would just spin out of thin air.
 Shaping a juxtaposition of words and images.
 A collage of sketches and photo-manipulation.
 Challenging reality.*

Dear brain, do not stop.
XD 

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