inconsonancewith - for people i know, don't know, passed by, will meet.

The Dream Reading Device.

2009-04-20T19:42:00.006+08:00

I know I want too many things I don't need. But hey, look at this Dream Reading Device, The Library Bath by Malin Lundmark. Every reading is a lot more readable with it I can picture that.

Certain uncertainties.

2009-04-01T23:31:00.004+08:00

certain uncertainties
human beings live upon
were given more than a few names

fate, hope, chance, risk, luck, prospect, venture, investment, expectancy, gamble, weather forecast, paper-scissors-rock, upcoming fashion trend, actuarial science, he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not, etc

now take the perspective of the universe's architect
these certain uncertainties
could be a killer trick to make the framework of the game interesting for human beings

so they think it worth their while staying alive

definitely maybe it is

- a thought after overheard a stranger complained about inaccurate weather forecast

photo by sitruc. 2009, tokyo

HappyCloud.

2009-03-29T20:49:00.006+08:00

*images from www.stuartsemple.com/

UK artist Stuart Semple unveiled "Happy Cloud", an installation artwork of over 2000 pink smiling faces made from soap, helium and vegetable dye from the Tate Modern towards London's financial district.

Are you happy now?
Need a dose of happy?

Another Kind Reminder.

2009-03-06T23:16:00.003+08:00

"Create Your Future or It Will Create You"
The little note I wrote myself on the morning I woke up from a bad dream.

And I pledge myself to Create, today and every day.

Overheard in Agency #1

2009-02-10T18:40:00.003+08:00

Matter of Urgency.

Client: Why you didn't response to my urgent email?

Agency Girl: Really? (looking it up...) You mean the one you wrote about the teaser page?

Client: Yea. Yea, I sent it this morning and I supposed a 4-hour response time is more than enough to handle our urgent request.

Agnecy Girl: Sorry but you title almost all your emails urgent. I thought it's as urgent as the rest of the requests.

Client: No I titled it "Very Urgent!!" instead of "Urgent!". You should be able to tell the difference.

Agency Girl: Oh! Last time you used "Top Urgent!!!" when it was indeed urgent. And you're usually fine with a 1-day turn-around for the not-so-urgent cases.

Client: But I marked "Very Urgent!!"!!! Didn't I?

......

Story hung.

2009-01-22T13:30:00.005+08:00

Was looking at the uncrafted direct response ad on the concrete wall.
It almost tells a story. Is itself almost a story.

A yet more convenient life.

2009-01-03T19:13:00.005+08:00

*images from The Spoon Sisters

There are things that wow you in a nice way in a daily basis if you pay attention. One big reason it's still great to live in the 21st century given the world's a big piece of mess (or it never is in place in its own history? that's another question.)

I wish they make some books-in-pills after these travel-towels-in-pills. Imagine a travel book shows up after the pill soaked a little water.

Wow.

My new nerdy spectacles.

2008-07-24T17:58:00.005+08:00

float like a butterfly

sting like a bee

crack ideas like a vending machine

look like a nerd

[float like a butterfly, sting like a bee is quoted from Muhammad Ali, 3-time heavyweight champ]

Perhaps, trivia.

2008-07-22T20:28:00.004+08:00

perhaps, there are skies beyond this one

perhaps, the grasses are greener

the sun is cooler

diamonds are cheaper

life is simpler

and bubbles would hang on

and on

to be found

photo by sitruc. 2005, hk

Pageant of a croissant.

2008-07-21T02:14:00.002+08:00

I'm not absolutely sure about how I got to like this restaurant so much lately. There's a good chance the crush began with a croissant.

Yes it came with crunchy skin with very fluffy, lofty-layered inside. But it got me earlier when it was brought to the table. See how this HK$9 dollar croissant was nicely served. Well you can picture the rest.

Oven-fresh bakery. Good coffee. Bossa nova playlist. The English Big Breakfast on their lunch and dinner menus is a big plus, too.

Can't ask for more.

Heavy battling at work.

2008-07-17T21:47:00.004+08:00

Dancing in a conference-table minefield.
Swimming in emails, voice mails, fax mails, overclocked males and females

and it feels good. :)

Internal fabrication #4

2008-07-16T21:39:00.001+08:00

她在夢到埋怨她把它放進士多啤利益力多只為增加口感的火龍果以及被她摘去豐富贈品後束之高閣的時裝雜誌那一早醒來就明白自己從來不曾有那個資格嫌棄只問她要錢的母親或業績以外不關心一句的上司或不懂欣賞她inner beauty的男友或只愛向她吐苦水的best friend

梳洗後她調了一杯益力多加冰

沒有火龍果

也沒有士多啤利

Analogies I grave for more.

2008-07-10T21:23:00.000+08:00

This witty copywriter keeps a blog, "Blank is Like Blank" where he wrote some of the best analogies I ever read. Definitely will worth your while to pay a visit.

A few of my favourites:

Starbucks is like that crazy ex-girlfriend you still get together with:
You hate yourself for going back, but the familiarity makes it convenient, and until you find something better, it’s all you’ve got.

Advertising is like porn:
You shouldn’t stay in the same position for too long.

Watching your baby projectile vomit for the first time is like witnessing a car accident:
It’s mostly scary, but a little fascinating, assuming no one is seriously hurt.

Using Helvetica is like owning a Mac:
It looks so cool that you never bother to stop and think if you really need to.

A good haircut is like a seat on the subway in the morning:
It’s great when I get one, but I’ve given up on hoping for it, and am used to functioning without it.

[Blank is like Blank, http://blankislikeblank.com/]

Phenomenal void.

2008-07-04T09:37:00.003+08:00

Tranquility seen.

Epiphany inhaled.

Translucency heard.

Nonentity felt.

photo by sitruc. 2008, tokyo, japan

A fish filet burger wonder.

2008-07-03T09:26:00.003+08:00

我想,這個魚柳飽可以是小說中對一個精打細算,最會刻薄伙計及顧客的茶餐廳當家的側寫.

(真人真事出現於銅鑼灣某茶餐廳外賣...)

Leave-me-alone box.

2008-06-25T02:10:00.003+08:00

Keeping your life disturbance-free has never been as easy.
Learn it from the leave-me-alone box.

Exclusivity.

2008-06-23T00:15:00.001+08:00

for those who listen to the rain
for those who never rush for departing trains

I promise you a way
a way
a way

to end
as to begin

for those who milk the coco trees
for those who give away fruits for seeds

I'll let you shy away
away
away

from numb
as to feel

photo by sitruc. 2008, tokyo, japan

While she's sleeping.

2008-06-17T00:53:00.000+08:00

Enduring taunts of morning sun afar reading with macbook & coke zero in this sleepless night.

Internal fabrication #3

2008-06-16T00:42:00.001+08:00

最擅長易容的人

忘了自己的長相

她甚至忘了自己忘了自己長相這回事

掛上一張又一張別人的臉

粉墨登場

挺快活的

直至她愛上一個人

然後那個人告訴她令他迷上她的是她獨一無二的臉孔

一個有關主角笑不出的笑話

photo by sitruc. 2006, hk

Fingers black.

2008-06-12T00:25:00.002+08:00

Have always considered ink refill the least preferred writing-related activity.

Let alone the spill on hands and table.

I still got 2 black fingers after like 5 washes. Must I apply correction fluid to get rid of it?

photo by sitruc, 2008

Orders:Chaos.

2008-06-06T00:44:00.002+08:00

"In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order."
- Carl Gustav Jung, Swiss psychiatrist and psychologist

images by sitruc, 2008

Just in case.

2008-06-05T00:55:00.002+08:00

she's on a ferry

leaning out the dress fluttered in the breeze

and slipped

I then have a reason to exist

photo by sitruc. 2008, hk

Now Showing.

2008-05-28T00:08:00.002+08:00

Bye, Godfather.
Hello, Marilyn.

In pillow talks.

2007-10-10T01:38:00.000+08:00

I was told about his life. His college drop-out. His relativity. His E=mc², Annus Mirabilis, version of universe.

Third book about him I read. The first person I found myself an admirer of. Blue sky of the day reminds me of this guy who explained why the sky is blue (in his paper on critical opalescence described the cumulative effect of light scattered by individual molecules in the atmosphere gives it colour).

Something catchy.

2007-10-01T01:20:00.000+08:00

There's a witty drug store banner in Lan Kwai Fong says,

We have BEER for you to drink,

CIGAR for you to enjoy,

PERFUME for your girlfriends,

VIAGRA for banana become cucumber.

Don't forget CONDOM for your safe sex,

otherwise...... DRUGS to heal you.

If she insist "no".....

MELATONIN for you go to sleep.

Enjoy your night....

If there's a banner like this out of every office, what yours says?

Just wonder.

photo by sitruc, 2007, hk

All that I can read alone #1

2007-09-28T03:49:00.000+08:00

黛玉來到今生
只為還淚
乾了　盡了　也就完了

下凡前　化泥後
種種　重重
通通

譬如朝露

Not where you are nor the moment you got stuck in.

2007-09-25T08:59:00.001+08:00

The most cogent prison on earth is right between your ears.

Don't you wanna take a break?

photo by sitruc. 2007, singapore

Sometimes it rusts.

2007-07-04T01:42:00.000+08:00

and it's not quite up to you.

photo by sitruc. 2006, hk

Pencil and paper.

2007-05-05T16:38:00.001+08:00

and a very raw kind of fun.

sketch by sitruc, 2007

Tie me up so I can feel free.

2007-05-03T08:36:00.000+08:00

we all born with a natural fondness to be curbed, cocooned, restricted.

til we're at the age of crawling.
then we fight and struggle aggrandizing what we know as freedom.

til we're at the age of falling in love.
then we give it all up.

photo by sitruc. 2007, hk

Sandcastles we build in the sky.

2007-04-24T10:18:00.000+08:00

okay, who wants high ceiling when ozone is handy?

photo by sitruc. 2007, hk

Dear souls once were.

2007-04-22T02:05:00.000+08:00

I am nothing but reactions to your actions.

photo by sitruc. 2007, hk

The quietest shade of loud.

2007-04-15T02:37:00.000+08:00

What's inside?

Your universe.
My hodgepodge.
Someone's pandemonium.
Their secrets.

photo by sitruc. 2007, hk

It's my left foot you're standing on. It hurts. But it's okay.

2007-03-09T13:41:00.000+08:00

time
is killing me
slowly
in tranquility

aloof eyes on his poker face
seems to tell

c'est pas mon défaut

no it's not

photo by sitruc. 2006, hk

Prey, play, pray, be preyed.

2007-02-08T22:00:00.000+08:00

*images adopted from the movie Babel

Watched Babel another night. It's a good one and a heavy one like 21 Grams, former work of the movie's director Alejandro González Iñárritu who's well known for his ability to weave compelling and non-linear stories in harmonic rhyme.

Sons of a Morocco farmer were given a hunting rifle to keep the wolves away from their goats. The boys played with it shooting a bus far away. The bullet went to shoulder of an American tourist. Hided the rifle, prayed not to be found, were finally got into a chase and gun shoots by the police.

They were supposed to prey, and they played, then prayed, then were preyed. Like you'll never know what a mindless move you made would trigger, nor where the day will bring you. By reading this post you pulled a trigger, and I did mine writing it. The bullet may hit a tree trunk, or a supermarket trolley, or the dark side of the moon, or somebody's chest. Right, like you never know.

[Babel by Alejandro González Iñárritu, 2006]

Internal monologue #1

2007-02-07T03:46:00.000+08:00

i'm afraid of epilogue.
i'm afraid of flatterers and insinuations.
i'm afraid of being cold-shouldered.
i'm afraid of the crowd.
i'm afraid of casual acquaintances.
i'm afraid of being stopped.
i'm afraid of being pushed.
i'm afraid of getting stuck.
i'm afraid of not being understood.
i'm afraid of being looked through.
i'm afraid of getting up at the wrong side of the bed.
i'm afraid of doing something wrong.
i'm afraid of doing only the right things.
i'm afraid of permanent damages.
i'm afraid of conclusions.
i'm afraid of not being loved.
i'm afraid of loving someone too much.
i'm afraid of being loved for the wrong reasons.
i'm afraid of being the right guy for the wrong girl.
i'm afraid of the right girl showed up at the wrong time.
i'm afraid of the right time will never come.
i'm afraid of afraid.

photo by sitruc for misa c. 2006, hk

Internal fabrication #2

2007-01-24T10:18:00.000+08:00

woke in the midnight traded my sweat soaked pillow for a dry one then found the little white mood-elevating pills doesn't work as on pain of tragically sentimental god you give me years and years of disneyland while all I asked for is Musée du Louvre like you never listen or I never pray bet you're on the frantic side of busy running your universe would have no time to run little errands for me, huh?

2007/02/11: Thx for emails & msn messages from you guys, I'm doing a okay. What I wrote under "Internal fabrication" are little tales came up to my mind, not happening to me. So don't worry. I'm not having the little white mood-elevating pills. :)

photo by sitruc. 2004, hk

Internal fabrication #1

2007-01-23T21:36:00.000+08:00

每天晚上要說過愛你愛得不得了的他的太太今日給你撥電話說她懷孕了請你行行好讓讓路給小寶寶然後你不說話吃不下睡不著不找他不讓他找到日夜躲在牆角一遍又一遍反覆後悔最後一次見面時竟然沒有狠狠擁抱你愛的男人

Sexy is is sexy.

2007-01-12T14:22:00.000+08:00

sexy is a pair of peep-toe high heels
on the right pair of legs
wandering down a bridge of concrete
in a foggy night
tracing tipsy steps
watching the man
watching you
wearing peep-toe high heels

is sexy

photo by sitruc for jasper c. 2006, hk

Killer interface.

2007-01-10T21:35:00.000+08:00

Check out the new iPhone. See "widescreen iPod" demo.

oh oh oh, there is some serious charm here in this killer interface.
Nobody can resist that. Nooooooooobody.

image from apple.com

The muddled.

2007-01-08T13:15:00.000+08:00

朋友當中最聰穎會六種語言記憶力最好的, 也是最不快樂的一位.

在浴室想起以前某女友說過 "頭痛得像扭毛巾",
用力扭毛巾時擠出了水, 頭痛時擠出了什麼?
或是一點點不具名的天份, 重要與不重要的記憶也許.

如是更接近了混沌, 及快樂(?)

小孩子們: 切記別人說吃了會聰明的蔥是毒藥, 而祝你聰明伶俐的人正在詛咒你.

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2007-01-01T11:10:00.000+08:00

It's my birthday and I wish my life will make more sense after the end of every day.

Well, I do cook, occasionally.

2006-12-26T17:11:00.000+08:00

Fry Yaki-soba noodle with scallop.

My first time spending more than 20 mins preparing lunch for myself since probably 2002.

It tastes as good as it looks. :)

In the waiting line.

2006-12-22T07:49:00.000+08:00

too close as a safe distance
too far apart to jump over

photo by sitruc. 2006, hk

i am me.

2006-11-30T03:44:00.000+08:00

It was 1998 back then. Stood alone in faculty office, I was fascinated by a piece of writing hanged on the wall. For 30 mins I stared at it, lifted my mind up above the ceiling.

The very next day having coffee in the faceless crowd at cafeteria, the plain sentences and simple words still grabbed all of me. It wasn't as easy as it is now to search for articles via the internet. So I went to the faculty office again to write it down on my notebook disregarding the curious pairs of eyes:

i am me - "My Declaration of Self-esteem"
by Virginia Satir

In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me -
everything that comes out of me is authentically mine,
because I alone choose it -
I own everything about me -
my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions,
whether they be to others or to myself -
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears -
I own all my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.

Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me -
by so doing I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts -
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me,
and other aspects that I do not know -
but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself,
I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me -
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me -
If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought and felt turned out to be unfitting, I can discard that which I feel is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded -
I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me -
I own me, and therefore I can engineer me -
I am me &

I AM OKAY

photo by sitruc, 2006, seoul, korea

1120 to the power of two.

2006-11-20T23:40:00.001+08:00

your theory does not square with the facts,
nor your wish with the desires.

graphic by sitruc, 2006

Peter Pan's blue.

2006-11-15T18:20:00.000+08:00

he rather not to fly when again found that's vanity in a dream,
afterall,
like every another day.

the kind of pain he never can get numb to.

photo by sitruc, 2001, andong, korea

God forgot to give a soul.

2006-11-04T15:53:00.000+08:00

catches first ray of daylight
just for him

a crack on the wall
looms a handsome smile
blinks bleary eyes

blatantly
sends forth an unadorned innuendo
to the landlady of porcelaneous skin

right.

flawlessly
spotlessly

she
is a doll rolled out from an assembly line

A little black tale.

2006-11-03T16:11:00.000+08:00

of my recent visit / purchase in yygallery, 5cm, Gay Giano, Cour Carre, 01TheOne, ScaredCow, Twentyuntil.

Bake me a morning muffin.

2006-10-25T01:15:00.000+08:00

New photographic work, "Bake me a Morning Muffin" released. Check out here:
http://sitruc.kachaa.com/index.php?albumCode=44009

I shot it rather different this time. Follow our (model Samantha & me) inclinations, relax, and press the button.

You can almost smell it.
The aroma of Sunday in our coffee.

P.S. My first time do the hair for model. ah, it's fun. :)

Sitrucian I.Q. Test.

2006-10-21T15:45:00.000+08:00

Check the device (my new watch). Figure out how it works.

Time: 15:29
Date: 10/21

I advice you to take a mensa test if you can solve it in 15 secs.

Hostage to all the yesterdays.

2006-10-19T14:15:00.000+08:00

I have learnt so much from this world

that
I can no longer be myself.

photo by sitruc. 2006, hk

L'art de fleur.

2006-10-17T20:38:00.000+08:00

A new startling discovery I made, that the mess on my home desk and flower arranging art are kindred tribes. Definitely it helps rationalize my hesitancy to tidy up.

Oui! Who's in the room cruel enough to ruin the artwork!

This exhibition will last till any given Sunday afternoon with nothing better to do than to pick up my room.

Admission's free. Enjoy.

Option C.

2006-10-14T03:57:00.000+08:00

New stack of CDs, movies and books purchased remind me of her question:

48 hrs a day (a) or 7 hands and 8 legs (b)?

My choice is c. 36 hrs a day + dual-core brains. Surely a better deal.

btw, I was pleasantly surprised by the mooncake comes with CDs and magazines. HMV mooncake! So they feed not only your brain and soul but your stomach as well. lovely.

P.S. May your lack of T and R begone soon, dear friend.

Play the soft songs loud.

2006-10-11T03:03:00.000+08:00

Got Ms. L's flash gramophone script deployed. See it on the left, slide across the items, sweet motion, huh? :)

My preference to music has changed a lot over the past few years. Once I loved frantic brand sound, electronic compliations, R&B and so. Now have a fondness to those more gentle and smooth. Triggered by, more or less, the first vocal jazz album I bought. [At the Movies] by Nat King Cole. The man who veritably defined modern jazz. And probably in most of the jazz songs we listen nowadays are influenced by this very man in some ways.

His songs as the main course, served with dim light and scotch whisky. A night would then be so much more than a night.

Now bring the light down, off the screen, raise the speaker volume and stay for a while.

Bonne nuit.

Hana & Alice.

2006-10-06T15:44:00.000+08:00

*images adopted from the movie Hana & Alice

在陽光下跳著芭蕾舞的她
美得冒泡
岩井俊二系的泡

如果我在日本
如果現在是四月
如果今天要上學
我會繞一條比較遠的路看一下花

[Hana & Alice by Shunji Iwai, 2004]

Sabbath from decency.

2006-10-04T01:58:00.000+08:00

Today I woke with an impulse to skip dressing decent. So I put on my jeans & tee to work, switched the Billie Holiday playlist to Love Psychedelico, clued a skyscraper hairstyle and sprayed too much perfume which choked myself a bit.

It feels like being 20. The age, the stage, I practically skipped.

Probably I'm too different to be recognized by my office PC that it refused to work properly for the whole day. Ergo I had to get it replaced at last.

As if it's.

2006-10-03T04:31:00.000+08:00

who cares
about the aimless loop of déjà vu
in overrated reality

like screaming bubbles,
like ignis fatuus,
fade for who they are

before elusive sunray
comes out of it's exile,

the incomplete night
completes me

Light it up. Bring it down. Nice, fab.

2006-09-30T20:34:00.000+08:00

for the lamp underneath
the leaf glows

Backstage.

2006-09-25T02:28:00.000+08:00

and the model's doing her face

and she's massaging her mouth

and she's starring at the photographer's bare foot

and she couldn't hold her laugh

and the rubber band couldn't hold her hair

and it's a splendid shooting. BTW, I'm starting to think horoscope maybe is more than hot air for the increbible similitude bewteen Model Samantha and Photographer Sitruc, who have the same birthday.

PS: I like the perfumed pillow puts me to sleep
MS: Me too!

MS: My fellows at home are used to me as a trouble & choosy bastard
PS: Me too!

PS: I think it's your great anxiety to feel like getting stuck or moving downhill regardless of the absolute status or intrinsic value at all. Just like how I feel.
MS: (nod nod)

MS: This is right for her! Bjork's just act...
MS & PS:...freaky!

Toast for the spoiled kids born on 01/01!

Day in day out.

2006-09-21T10:29:00.000+08:00

the morning breaks
she wakes

watching the clock telling the same time
all these years
she wonders
was she dreaming she was a girl
or a girl dreaming she was a woman

proceeds to the kitchen
cracks the shell on rim
16 seconds
on the pan she knows precisely
it takes to get the halfcooked egg yolk

another daybreak

just like that

Homed at 12.

2006-09-21T01:31:00.000+08:00

A regular day with

1 meeting
13 emails sent
19 designer applications received
1 award call for entry
2 panadols
1 coke
1 iced tea
1/2 mooncake
1 printer break down
3 phone calls from 2 ex
2 sms from mum
1 wedding ceremony invitation

and it's good for it's regular.

Answers from a bicycle.

2006-09-08T15:41:00.000+08:00

(Follow-up post of "Mrs. Charon Pluto", pls check below)

I'm overwhelmed. By msn & icq msgs from you guys about the Charon Pluto post. Never expected so many of you would check my blog in these days after couple of months in idle.

Q&A session:

Q:xx xxx xxxx xxx xxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxx xxxx xxxxx?
A:A fish surely doesn't need a bicycle. And yes, both men and women, in my opinion, can each lives a good life without the counterpart (possibly maybe kinda true). Instead a man wants a woman and vice versa as we always want thing we don't actually need. That notion of need is a desire, thus.

Q:xxxx xx xxxx xxxxxx xxxxx?
A:Charon is the moon of Pluto the no longer planet, I used their relation to liken the moon-earth system to liken the woman-man relation, in turn. BTW, Charon is also referred to as Pluto I. That really sounds like Mrs. Pluto.

Q:xxx xxx xxxxx x xxxxx xxxx xxx xxxxx xxxxx xxx xxxx?
A:It's gonna take like a 1,000 words to explain my thoughts behind it. In short, moon is constantly orbiting the Earth while influencing everything on Earth from a distance without interfering where and how the man tracks. She even has the faith to give more room to the man, another 3.8 centimeters a year.

Q:xx xxx xxxx xxxxx xxx xxxxxxxxxxx xx xxx?
A:Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean that. Afterall there's only one moon for the Earth. And it's not trivial for you put only you eyes on it when you look up to the sky.

Q:xx xxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxx xxxxx xx?
A:No. The moon was around 20,000 kilometers away from the Earth at the very beginning. So it’s moved 430,000 kilometers in the the speed of 3.8 centimeters per year.

Q:xxx xxx xxxx xxxx xxxxx?
A:Because I read. lol.

Mrs. Charon Pluto.

2006-09-04T20:12:00.000+08:00

"A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle" Irina Dunn, 1970

and a man needs a woman like the earth needs the moon. Who stays 450,000 kilometers away from you, moving further 3.8 centimeters a year.

____ is a four-letter word.

2006-06-25T01:59:00.000+08:00

Dedicate to Jasper, the very charming model of the shooting. New photographic work, "____ is a four-letter word" released. Check out here: http://sitruc.kachaa.com/index.php?albumCode=20264

We had a great time. It was fun to create with concordant minds. I couldn't ask for more except time didn't allow us to actualize everything.

The whole thing will be close to complete when the viewers (you!) see the images and draw your very own interpretation of the title. Ergo, please share with me the four-letter word(s) to you the images conveyed by comment here or email and I'll reveal mine in the course of shooting.

Come on, throw it!

Flipping my album and noticed that I'm getting more and more captivated by the beauty of a grotesque human psyche, vis-à-vis, concomitant conflict.

It doesn't really matter if.

2006-06-16T03:53:00.000+08:00

slightly grim
patiently
beneath this suffer
the glow

swallowed

uttered the boy's sigh
undo cord
sixth finger torn

hyponotized
into bare sleephood

stays aroused in hibernation
minute by minute
drop by drop
exhaling a tree of oxygen

130 vessels away from torn
he has to be told

that he is okay
he is okay
he is okay
you are okay
you are okay
I am okay

okay.

That's all it takes.

2006-06-11T14:18:00.000+08:00

For I can't remember how many times, I re-watched Happy Together in another sleepless night.

and they started dancing in the kitchen, my favourite scene of the movie. Lai Yiu-fai and Ho Po-wing were having the time of their lives. It takes only 2 persons in love and something stupid to do. Like,

Read you my favourite line of the book,
Hum you the lullaby learned from my mum,
Refer to the recipe to bake a cake,
Play a guitar-piano ensemble,
Try every combination of homemade cocktails,
Re-watch Happy Together together in sleepless night.

Will make my day.

[Happy Together by Kar Wai WONG, 1997]

Spooky action at a distance.

2006-05-21T04:19:00.001+08:00

A quantum mechanical phenomenon caught my attention when I was reading Einstein's work.

Two photons once undergone the same particle interaction remain quantum entangled with each other, that is, making identical decisions on pathways to choose among at the same instant in time. It happens even when they are miles or light-years apart.

This "Quantum Entanglement" is beyond the explanation of quantum mechanics since nothing travels faster than light so there shouldn't be any possible mean of communication between the photons (e.g. insufficient time to send message across the distance to act instantly the same).

Don't you find this phenomenon immensely romantic? Connections beyond reason take effect in particles surely transpire to us. (No wonder the intellectually charming yet emotionally deprived Einstein dislike this theory and derided entanglement as "spooky action at a distance.")

Generalized it grounds my thought that there are mutual influences, we may notice or we may not, between lovers, lovers-to-be, family, friends, people you know, don't know, passed by, will meet. And yes, when I meet the one, I should know about it. The particles tell me so.

Zara Gala.

2006-05-13T02:35:00.000+08:00

Sweaters & Slippers from Zara. Woohaawoohaaaa!

Happy Birthday Willie.

2006-04-26T01:36:00.000+08:00

I was reminded it was William Shakespeare's birthday a few days back. The man lives across centuries after his death. May the beautiful beautiful lines cudgel thy mind, touch thy soul, now and then.

"And since you know you cannot see yourself,so well as by reflection, I, your glass,will modestly discover to yourself,that of yourself which you yet know not of. "

"The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream."

"I must be cruel only to be kind;Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. "

"Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery."

"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."

"I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires."

P.S. Happy Birthday, Mr. N. Will you ever seen this? Ms. L will have the answer. Wish you all the best and may your beautiful algorithm rock the world. lol.

Ball fell to the another side.

2006-04-23T01:11:00.000+08:00

Tonight it turned out I got as wet as the kissing scene in Match Point,
with no one to kiss with.

[Match Point by Woody Allen, 2006, http://www.matchpoint.dreamworks.com]

The forgotten ones tell her of my being.

2006-04-11T23:14:00.000+08:00

please remember me,

like words
at the tip of your tongue,

numbers on watch forgotten
when you glance at the time,

plain dress you used to wear
at very bottom of the left-hand drawer.

they cease
so you can remember me.

Called off the first shopping day this season with...

2006-04-07T00:29:00.000+08:00

BnW I gonna be in this summer it seems.

Sweater from Zara Homme.
Tee from tH Homme.
Sneaker from Puma.

Nice appetizer. But I still want a pair of nice slippers badly to kick-off the devilish summer. BTW, as per requested, someone's gotta be responibile for every purchase. In this case, Tenka digged the sweater, tee's on Sitruc's tab and the sneaker is a join venture of the two. hmm, sorry, Ignat, others don't like your call, yes, they said you got bad taste so to speak.

Tenka v.s. Sitruc v.s. Ignat v.s. Curtis v.s. the host.

2006-04-04T01:15:00.000+08:00

某個二月天我寫著,

「這場眾靈魂佔據軀殼的競爭中,某個我尤其不喜歡的傢伙漸漸領先了‧作為宿主,應該慎重考慮如何作弊‧」

一下子另一個睡著的被吵醒,又熱鬧起來‧如果你明白的話,你會明白,深愛自己不喜歡的思維構成,一如羈伴‧其實結果你不會明白‧

斯斯然的遲來了一年‧今天覺得477這個數字有點可愛‧

The beautiful noise stops me from working.

2006-03-28T19:05:00.000+08:00

It's different. There are people who step on the platform preen and the world adores. And there are records which dance on the CD player then you are beckoned.

Now you know you like music of every kind when it's good.

Like this one.

[Adult Pour Femme by Tokyo Incidients, 2006]

69Cal

2006-03-23T19:25:00.000+08:00

I took a sip of chocolate milk.
And I'm happy again.

The Pride. The Prejudice.

2006-03-19T01:16:00.000+08:00

And so the girl marries the man who she thought is the last man on earth she could ever marry. And that could be as sweet as this:

Mr. Darcy: ...And what am I to call you when I'm cross? Mrs. Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: No, you may only call me Mrs. Darcy when you're completely, perfectly and incandesantly happy.
Mr. Darcy: And how are you this evening, Mrs. Darcy?
[kisses Elizabeth's forehead]
Mr. Darcy: ...Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her cheek]
Mr. Darcy: ...Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her nose]
Mr. Darcy: ...Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her other cheek]
Mr. Darcy: ...Mrs...
[his voice, a whisper, fades out, and he draws Elizabeth closer to him as she leans in and he kisses her]

Let us not forget the love which ignites in a minute takes a life time to sew up.

I wish you love.

[Pride & Predjudice, 2005, http://www.prideandprejudicemovie.net/]

Swing my baby stop swinging!

2006-03-03T00:10:00.000+08:00

To that question I've been asked many times in talks with close friends, which, I always gave the answer no, never came across my mind and never will, am not so sure about it now.

This whole damn day I feel like am torn by grief and something I can't give a name to. How could I be taken so down underneath the ground? So impotent to resist the will of the emotions.

I am, yes, I know, no. Lucky, they said I am.

Ephemeral, we all sadly-luckily are.

2006-03-01T21:31:00.000+08:00

Barely a week since I shoot these flowers. The colour faded, the petals withered and fell then. So as we are.

Milan Kundera stated in [The Unbearable Lightness of Being] that a life which disappears once and for all, which does not return, is like a shadow, without weight, dead in advance, and whether it was horrible, beautiful, or subline, its horror, sublimity and beauty mean nothing. The myth of eternal return.

But no, I stepped forward from the lay-back post and know for sure that my very own life is heavy and beautiful for its transience and non-recurrance.

I gonna live long enough to taste it real. Thx to people who care about my health. Especially my beloved sister Lea.