你猜怎么样！Chicken butt!! …..not nearly as effective billingually..-__-) !!!
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你猜怎么样！Chicken butt!! …..not nearly as effective billingually..-__-) !!!

delighting me always

I had an amasing cajun dinner tonight courtesy of Jean Ann and Rob. I don’t know how Layla and I can ever thank them for being so wonderful. Perhaps more food? Haha, despite my discriminating chinese palate, it’s obvious that I don’t really pay much attention to places that serve american food. I’ve always passed by the place and wondered if I would be better off eating something asian, only to realise that I’ve been missing out. The place is kinda dead, but there was something really comforting about being the only ones in the restaurant for most of the evening. And aside from half of the livestock from the southern united states being served at our table, there was enough room for dessert, and lots of laughs. Thanks once again Jean Ann and Rob~^^

no space for glancing

I don’t know how quite to explain it, but I have always had an attraction towards particular traits in people that I meet. They usually convey those traits in ways that catch my attention, and tend to remain at the back of my mind for weeks, if not months at a time. Carl Jung’s concept of the collective unconscious has always stood out to me. How one sees qualities in another that are inherently present in oneself, but are also unbeknownst to oneself.

Unrelenting in my mind is the pursuit to metamorphose those particular traits into something meaningful. The proximity between myself and herself is insignificant, and is measured in glances.

visual life

So much of my visual life is spent behind the camera, which is how I suppose most people recognise me, but I’ve always loved taking pictures of photographers in action. Perhaps I just enjoy the experience altogether. My annual trips to Hong Kong are a testament to meeting new people, and having the opportunity to photograph something new. My friend Lincoln, photographed above, says he’s much better traveled than otherwise when it comes to photography, and now that I think of it, I’m starting to agree with him.

I almost can’t believe how close the holidays are, I guess school has a tendency to tunnel vision everything, including the holidays. My mind can’t rest!! Hmm, and as an aside, I don’t think I’m making good on my attempt to write more. Inspiration these days have been drier than winter time in Beijing. Actually, drier than most times in Beijing. I think I will be importing some entries from my livejournal. I really love that journal, but I hate the new management. I also hate my username there, what was I thinking!?

musigraphy: (via artpixie)
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musigraphy:

(via artpixie)

Source: art-pixie.blogspot.com

the morning blend

As far as I can remember, and for as long as I’ve accorded myself with the time, I’ve always felt that the weekends, at least the morning parts of them anyway, are best spent tangled under the sheets, lounging around for an immeasurable amount of time. I suppose that aspect of the weekend has always been my favourite, and if could, I would bottle up my mornings and serve them quite endearingly, alongside the glass of my afternoon tea, if only to remind myself of the morning to follow.

Consciemment

[ Kiev 88cm | Arsat 80mm | f/2.8 | 1/15 | Ilford XP2 Super 400 ]