Back to BOLEH-land

So it has been some time since i last posted something but given the fact that i just arrived Malaysia less than a week ago, you can guess how busy I have been. There just too many mamak sessions to attend to! That being said, however, I finally have time to be sitting here at home in front of the Pentium 4 desktop of my home, which recently got upgraded to a 768 MB ram (whoa!!!). Well, honestly, like that ever mattered to me. But, hey, you can't complain as it still serves its purpose as a PC! At least it performs better than my Pentium Mobile, recently upgraded 2GB ram, which takes only FOREVER to load to the Windows screen.

Anyway, that lappy of mine is being fixed back at the Acer HQ. Just in case those of you who do not know what happened, both hinges of my lappy gave way and decided the weight of the monitor is too much a burden. It has been some time since I have written, literally, so instead of the picture heavy entries that I usually post, here is a written one (or typed, if you may)!

Life is good back in BOLEH-land and I must say that contrary to popular perception, I am not falling sick for the first two weeks back here. If you really must know, I think I was more sick in Tasmania during winter than I am back here. Sure, the air here is polluted but at least I do not get nose bleeds due to overly dry clean air during winter (or anytime except for summer). My driving skills have not gotten too bad, nor is it still any good. But I must say that I am still a little overwhelmed by the "courtesy" of the Malaysian drivers. I believe too much system in Tazzie can be bad for a Malaysian who will perhaps, spend eternity back here. The "aunty" drivers who can only afford their BIG-NAMED cars thanks to richer husbands, do not help in the situation any better. But that being said, BOLEH-land is still very much the way it was before I left the country.

Only difference was that some of the people I used to hang out with. Everyone seems taller and older. Most, though, are still the same.

Anyway, this is as far as I will go for today. I will blog more and this time it will be a mix of pictures and written posts. Till then, enjoy your day!

-Seki-

Convocation ...

... because it's time....

Feeling inspired ...

... because things are
possible when you
want it to be....

Check out 'OneRedPaperClip'.

Waiting to go home ...

... beacause at times,
that's all you can do....

Out in the Streets

So, I managed to pass my assessment and although I was told that I could score (by professors and lecturers of the school), I didn't. I guess when it comes to art, preference is a very subjective matter. Perhaps the assessors are not intrigued by the same fascinations that I have with street art. *COUGH* ... conservative conformists ... *COUGH*. Oh, Don't mind me, I'm just coughing out loud.

Well, anyway, that being said, I've still passed ... disappointingly....

Below are the artworks I've displayed. The biggest piece of my work is not included in here as it involves multimedia projection onto the painting. I'm still figuring a way to put it here. But, until then, here are the pictures:

The Artist Statement
The artist statement serves as the main idea
or story that the artist is trying to bring out
to the public. While most people prefer
to print it on paper and stick it onto the wall,
I've decided to paint it ONTO the wall ...




... and it continues down to the floor as well.

Read my Mind ... I left it Behind
This artwork tells a story of leaving
thoughts that traumatizes a person behind.
It is never fully left behind because the imprints
of the thoughts will never fade away.

Cool Idiocy
Need I say more?

Cool Idiocy (part 2)




Trails
Where does a skater seek opportunity?
But then again, does it really matter anymore?

This set of works are a process of self-realization for me. There certain things that we love to do at one point in our lives but because of an unfateful (or fateful) incident, we may wake up one day not being able to do it anymore. So, cherish the ability with each passing day and be content. There will come a time when we just won't be able to do it anymore.

It is good to practice ...

... because it wastes paper (TOO MUCH!)
to pick up the skill again....

It is good to observe ...

... because there are times
when someone thinks you do not know
that he/she has many masks....

Perceived Grattitude

... because there are times when we just do not fit in....

Insecured Praise Seekers

Supposed teamwork.
Why don't you all just shut up
and do your work?

I want ...

... to learn and play it well....

I suddenly feel motivated again.

I've always loved the cello. Something to do with the beautiful bass sounds it creates.