Juno

Monday, March 17th, 2008

It’s not a fantastic movie, but it’s good. I really liked it, even though it was abit weird. Which is probably the whole thing that surrounds the movie, the actors and the soundtrack. They’re weird but i really like it. Haha. About the movie, it’s about  an offbeat girl who, faced with an unplanned pregnancy, makes  unusual decisions regarding her unborn child. Watch it. You’ll get what i mean then.

 

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Just on a Sunday

Sunday, March 16th, 2008

As i walk down the street, the stares i get confuse me. Why? What are they looking at? They seem to be looking in my direction? Do i know them? Do they know me? What is it exactly are they staring at?

I twirl a strand of my blue hair nervously, my self-consciousness is telling. I chew on my lower lip, feeling the stud move in place. Is there something wrong? Do i have a piece of food stuck between my teeth?

The colorful outfit i have on doesn’t improve my mood. I purposely chose it because i woke up feeling happy, like all the world is well and i have not a care. They’re whispering now, what are they talking about? Is there something wrong with me?

A cupcake in the window of a shop captures my attention and i stare at it eagerly, rummaging in my messenger bag for my money. I can almost taste the gooey yumminess. Why is the shopkeeper staring at me like that? Hey! She’s taken that cupcake. It was the very last one! Hmm, someone inside must have bought it, i guess.

Then i feel a tug on my multicolored hoodie and i turn to see a small girl looking up at me. I smile and reach out a hand to shake hers, but her mum quickly tugs her away. I can hear her saying, "Now honey, what did i tell you? You don’t talk to strangers. They could be dangerous, especially weird ones like that." Am i weird? Am i dangerous? That’s preposterous! She doesn’t even know me! How can she think such things about me when she doesn’t even know me?

I stomp off indignantly, feeling the wind tugging my hair, i was walking so angrily. It is so unfair. People judge me by what i look like, by what i wear… They don’t even know the very person i am -my character, my personality, what i’m like - but they assume that since i appear this way, i am strange, weird, dangerous…

I ‘m MISUNDERSTOOD. 

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Stretchmarked blog

Friday, March 14th, 2008

As the baby grows within Mummy, her tummy grows bigger too. And everyday, i see new lines criss-crossing it, it’s like the baby’s trying to announce it’s arrival by marking Mummy. It grows heavier and heavier everyday. It must be tough to carry a big thing like that inside you. I wonder whether i was just as heavy as Baby. How does Mummy work with so much inside her?

I wait eagerly, for anyday now Mummy could pop.

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Exploration of Dance movement

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Squished oranges

Wednesday, March 12th, 2008

 

That’s what i feel like. Thinking too much of new things, makes me feel like a squished orange. I’m all juiced out. But i still got to do it. Sigh. Ahhhh, today i don’t feel like a creative person is supposed to be. But i am. I’m creative today in some ways but not in the ways i’m supposed to be. That sucks. Sigh. 
 

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Strange shoes

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Prada fall 2007/08. It (the prada flower heel shoe) just reminds me of something the step-sisters would wear while torturing Cinderella.High Tide Heels

The high tide heel. About this one, well people are arguing, cos it seems like a hoax. So not sure whether they’re real.

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not sure where they’re from, but they look like i would die while walking in them.

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Christian Louboutin’s Fetish Heels. Louboutin says,"You can’t walk or run in these shoes, they’re only made for lying on your back." Ah now doesn’t that explain everything.

Now a more interesting pair:

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by Marte den Hollander "Footloose", a high-heeled shoe that turns into a low-heel version with a simple switch.

"The high-heeled shoe is a classic example of a no pain, no gain product. Women wearing them take so much trouble for granted! I decided to challenge this compromise. Would it be possible to make a shoe having all advantages of high heels, just as well as the comfort of flats?

I designed a shoe with a high heel, which can be changed into a shoe with a low heel. No more extra pairs of shoes in your bag, no more trouble driving a car or walking stairs, no more painful feet, no more knee and ankle damage¦

For such a product to be a serious alternative for regular heels it has to be mechanically and ergonomically sound, and moreover: it has to have allure!

 The character of this shoe is in the heel shape. It has separate tips for both positions. While being used in one position, the other heel tip is kept out of sight in and opening in the sole. The shoe is being transformed with a simple and quick movement: one just pulls the heel downwards to release it, after which it can be folded in or out as preferred. The adjustment of the heel position automatically changes the curvature of the sole to fit the altered shape of the foot. This mechanism has been patented."

More interesting shoes can be found at the Virtual Shoe Museum. It’s really interesting to see the innovative designs, albeit very impractical and painful some of them.  

Here are some tiny shots of them.

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Tisshoes by Masashi Kawamura; Wire Shoes by Polly Verity; Loop 1 by Marloes ten BhÖmer

 SteltsGolden HeelMarriage shoes

Stelts by Eelko Moorer; Golden Heel by Annajet Kosters; Marriage shoes by Annajet Kosters 

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Indian inspiration for McQueen

Tuesday, March 11th, 2008

This dress by Alexander McQueen is gorgeous. Such interesting use. Makes me want to go out and buy a sari and make one myself.   

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Paper cut craziness

Monday, March 10th, 2008

Some time back i featured a paper cut pop-out card that i made. Even that was pretty tedious, but look at these :

 Stairs to Paradise by Gerry Stormer (click on his name to visit his gallery)

Diagonal Steps by Gerry Stormer (Photo: Carl Uetz)

 by Masahiro Chatani

 by Masahiro Chatani

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by Willem

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Dana Glover’s Thinking Over

Featured on Raising Helen, this song caught my attention. Lyrics are below, italics mine. I googled the artist but there wasn’t any particular story behind this song that could tell me more about why it’s written. Well, it seems like a pretty good song, about the struggle while contemplating decisions to make (about choosing your life partner). At the end, it’s got the right perspective, acknowledging human weakness and God’s omniscience as the words go, "Father, which way should I go? I cannot clearly see. Oh, I love him so, but only You know if he’s the one for me " Well, in the lyrics, it was not written you with a capital Y, but anyway, that’s how i like it and since there’s no further explanation about the song, that’s how i’ll take it.  

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I’ve been searching for a reason
And I’m running out of time
I can feel that it’s the season
It’s time to make up my mind

And I can’t really tell you what I’m gonna do
There are so many thoughts in my head
There are two roads to walk down and one road to choose
So I’m thinking over the things that You’ve said
Thinking over the things…

I’m thinking over
Thinking over
Thinking over
The things that You’ve said
And I’m thinking over
Thinking over
Thinking over the things…

Am I ready for forever?
Oh, God, show me a sign
‘Cause if we’re to be together
Then it’s got to be divine

And I can’t really tell you what I’m gonna do
There are so many thoughts in my head
There are two roads to walk down and one road to choose
So I’m thinking over the things that You’ve said
Thinking over the things…

He wants to marry me
Carry me far away
He wants to love me for life
He wants to be with me
Every morning I awake
He wants to hold me through the night

Father, which way should I go?
I cannot clearly see
Oh, I love him so
But only You know if he’s the one for me

Thinking over
The things that You’ve said
I’m thinking over
Thinking over
Only You know if he’s the one for me

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Here’s a Youtube Video that used her song interestingly. Check it out here

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a Valentine’s day tribute

Friday, March 7th, 2008

Read this, you guys. A Valentine’s day tribute : the story of Ian Murphy, his traumatic brain injury, and the faithful ministry of his girlfriend, Larissa Whiteley. I cried when i read this, it’s so touching her devotion to God and Ian.

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