31.12.09

和四个美女在巴黎散步才是正经事






实在不想再留在新加坡做埋晒D不正经的事⋯
I just notice the uniqlock beside has changed theme again.
This time they are flying to Paris! Arc de Triomphe, Eiffel Tower,
Notre dame... I really have to leave this city soon.

26.12.09

for those who are sleeping




Back then in W+K Shanghai office, there is a comfortable cotton sofa lies right behind my desk. Everyday there is people hanging around behind me, chilling out, chatting, resting, or even sleeping. I used to take pictures of all these sleeping people with my instant mini.

Before I left the company, I decided to compound all these photographs into a tiny booklet (I love book), and gave out as a souvenir for my lovely friends and colleagues during my last day at work.

Some of them told me that they were really touched after seeing the book, even their eyes were wet. I felt so warm indeed... that was the first time I truly felt that design could really touch someone heart... Thanks for all the beautiful memories.

I will always miss you all, hope we can meet again real soon...


上海的哥们,请继续牛B⋯

24.12.09

柯德莉,关于风景

沒什麼秘密,
可以及現在更秘密。
月亮將下沉,
可是末日未會如常降臨。
看著天和海,
仿似連成一物,
但是不曾接近。
你像片大海,
柯德莉藍的海。
願望看著天,
包括樹木、唱片、
皮鞋、情侶、公路、
石頭、河流、商舖。

22.12.09

Godspeed You! Black Emperor

Godspeed You! Black Emperor is always one of my favorite post-rock band. Their band name is actually derived from a Japanese documentary directed by Mitsuo Yanagimachi in 1976. The movie started by following one of the member of Bōsōzoku - the Black Emperors, and his interaction with his parents, after he gets in trouble with the police...

I've been looking for this film for a while... and finally found it online!
Godspeed Youtube.



9.12.09

Everything is just the fucking same.



Different Names For The Same Thing
- Death cab for cutie

Alone on a train aimless in wonder
An outdated map crumbled in my pocket
But I didn't care where I was going
'Cause they're all different names for the same place.

The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun
And I knew no words to share with anyone
The boundaries of language I quietly cursed
And all the different names for the same thing

There are different names for the same things
There are different names for the same things...