Old king is dead, long live the king

Duli yang maha mulia.

Espo

 

3 musketeers plus one

Photowalk in the town

First day at Amazon

Just really liking how things are right now.

So much life?

A shot taken today outside the betting booth, probably waiting for her dad to get the tickets. I loved it! albeit blur.

It was 6 plus, I found the weather tolerable, saw some good light from the sky, grabbed my bag and ran(ok, drove) out of the house. I was surprised I got so many shots in a town far too mediocre to be bothered.

Of course there is more but the main point of this post is to clarify that… some random negative stuff on my blog… As ironically as it sounds, do not always apply to my life, just random thoughts… Like the previous post, you would NOT know how dumb it is to take photo of yourself sleeping on a 30 second shutter. The insomnia was real and the “inspiration” of the photo.

My name is silence

When you wake up with teary eyes, you could be only glad that you can’t recall your dreams. I cried as the sun shone through my eyes, it felt like I wasn’t me anymore, as if I don’t know the morning I knew.

Through my eyes

 

Everything doesn’t make sense, does it?

Warmth, Tone and Balance

Condolences to burnt churches

They did nothing… not even affiliated with the whole fuss.

How reality tears your fairytale apart

Some people grow up to be fire fighters, some grow up to be scientists. We talked about dreams unfulfilled… how secular affairs like society, money and public perception blocked them away. Instead of doing what you always wanted, you could be cooped up in dull grey cubicles working your best times away.

Very well you could be ranting about how things would have been different, how you would have married a poet instead of marrying an accountant. It could be your very last words on your death bed, but I think there are regrets because you actually want more from life.

Much likeness to my silly rule about food. If you ate so much that you feel full, you just spoiled just the food that you had. When you think you had enough, you just had too much that it sickening to continue.

More than a choice

I apologise to myself for self inducing a hunger to upgrade my equipments. I have decided to let a hobby be a hobby, guess it wouldn’t cut as a hobby if I created an urgency myself… and equipment could limit my work, only if I let it be. At the end of the day, photographs are made wonderful when people see it well, not when they snap well.

I tried asking myself, the moment I wake up from my bed, who do I choose to be?

8 months

This is my baby cousin who I… just met, yeah when he was born I was in Melbourne. Despite his size, he is actually just 8 months old, when he was born he was twice of what usual babies weigh.

I really like how he only has fourth teeth showing now. Still don’t think he is cute?

How about now?

This looks better?

PS: It wasn’t me who did that.

and again. again. and again.

Thomas Listen. Listen

 

There are times when life calls out for a change. A transition. Like the seasons. Our spring was wonderful, but summer is over now and we missed out on autumn. And now all of a sudden, it's cold, so cold that everything, everything is freezing over. Our love fell asleep, and the snow took it by surprise. But if you fall asleep in the snow, you don't feel death coming. Take care

Shamelessly quoted from Paris, je’taime… On a lousy channel nobody talks about much… on a lousy time slot only losers like me stays by idiot box… That was what I came across, literally… heart wrenchingly beautiful. It is more than a hint to what I want to watch next. The quote couldn’t do much justice to the original piece.

I really hope I can still get the 5D Classic, I took the photo above using one, it was a camera I truly missed. Back then… things were a lot different for me I guess.

twe-ntyt-en

2010? I don’t even know why I am not sleeping early, I find no reason to sleep early, no reason to stay up late either. Yet somehow there is a concentration beyond words during midnight.

I’m about done finding my companion for red wine, there is actually a decent place in Pontian for red wine. It is SO HARD to find someone in common.