兎の冬 - Kyoto

This is a story about a Rabbit Stalker who stalked The Human (a photojournalist) throughout his winter backpacking in Japan.
The Human then headed to Kyoto, where there are 2000 religious places- 1600 Buddhist temples and 400 Shinto shrines.
Higashi Hongan-ji was the first Shin Buddhism Temple he visited in Kyoto. 
It amazed him when the sunset  lie on the huge temple structure and evening birds flying around the compound.
The Human got lost looking for his host Satoki's house, but was then welcomed by his warm home-cooked dinner and friendly housemates at the end of the day. He was pleased.
He couldn't hide his excited when he finally experienced the torii lining footpath at the famous Fushimi Inari shrine and it took him a few hours of snail-pace walking (while he admires the surrounding) to reach Kiyomizudera Temple.


On the last cold night in Kyoto, God sent him the first snow ... 

兎の冬 - Osaka

This is a story about a Rabbit Stalker who stalked The Human (a photojournalist) throughout his winter backpacking in Japan.
First destination was Osaka, where he met Noco, Ghandhi, Alexa, Atsushi and fellows at the amazing Bar Nocoserajima near the Tsutenkaku Tower.
The Human visited Osaka Castle, where he studied the history of Osaka Castle and overlook the view of Osaka city from top of the castle. 
His first dream came true when he visited a shrine festival, the Toku Ebisu Festival is held annually on January 9 to 11 in Osaka, where people pray for business prosperity and wealth.
He found cheap Takoyaki in Osaka but too bad did not try the best Okonomiyaki.

A Wedding On Christmas Eve

Sin Huai + Yoke Yee

She is my 16 years long friend.

She is one of my best friends.

They are a happy couple.
Video of Pre-Wedding Shoot for Sin Huai + Yoke Yee

Evolved

Here I am before you 
Falling in love and seeking your truth 
Knowing that your perfect grace 
Has brought me to this place  
Because of you I freely live 
Here I am, I stand with arms wide open 
To the one, the Son, the everlasting God




07.12.2011
Some who claim themselves as Christian and have been attending to church services for years, 
still have no ideas how to be a Christian.
Faith without action is dead.
Have you heard of being a Christian is actually inviting Jesus in you and love everyone like Jesus loves you?
This practice is not only subject to a Christian, but to everyone of us.


When you see people, what do you see?
Most of the us only see the sins that people have.
Who are we to judge people??? Who never have sin? Who never make mistake?
Stop wasting time and energy over small and insignificant things.
Stop wasting time and energy grieving about the past.
Open our eyes and our hearts, ask what can we do to make the world a better place?
There are too many meaningful things waiting for us to achieve!
If we continue to be a self-centered person, our next generations will still have to suffer in a selfish world like us.


Instead of envying what the others have achieved, please ask ourselves:
Did I ever fully utilize my talent?
God gives us talent to serve the world, to do something different, to help the disables, 
otherwise we are just like the others - Lifeless.
If we think that we have nothing, there is really something over there.
Please look at what we have in our hands, rather than looking at what we don't have.


What kind of faith you have?
What are you fighting for in your life?
Bigger house, branded handbag, latest handphone, power, fame?
Oh you still don't know the real happiness is actually the feeling of content after you gave a helpful hand to the needy ones.


Please ask yourself again, what are you fighting for?

Rapunzel

Day and Night
Night and Day
Waiting for the Prince
Her hair becomes shorter and shorter
but her neck grows longer and longer...



03.12.2011

This would be my last portrait in Melbourne for the year 2011.
Another great shooting experience - we were warned by the security guard of the building.

I am now back home in Malaysia!
The journey back Kuala Lumpur last year was a turbulent, mom forgot to leave the house key for me,
on top of that I also couldn't reach my best friends' mobile phones.
With no mobile phone credit and with a few of pennies, I had to borrowed money to spent a night in a budget hotel.
This time I boarded a midnight flight, reached Kuala Lumpur at 6.30am then caught a 9am flight back to Kuantan. Didn't really fall asleep during the 8 hours flight, I was so tired.
The distance form LCCT to KLIA takes only 15 minutes but I had to spent a shocking amount of taxi fare.

Everything looks familiar yet strange back at home:
Malaysian  drink filtered drinking water or boiled water instead of tap water, which is is sweeter and smoother.
The rubber in my short pants has harden because it wasn't been wore for a year.
The voice of my soon-to-be-eight-year-old dog has changed, maybe it's the sign of aging. Even some people I known have passed away.

Dad looked like a Rapunzel with a long neck while waiting for me at the local airport.
I gave dad a big smile, opened my arms to hug my him.
He was shocked.
I then hugged my brother. He was feeling uneasy as well. Funny.
At least I did hug my family at last although this was the first time I hug them!
Our dog DingDong was waiting at the door as usual when we finally arrived at home.
Expecting her to welcome me but she passed by me and went for dad istead. Sad!!!
For the next few hours I was trying hard to make DingDong recognize me.
Now finally she remembers me, she would knocked my room door at 7.30am just to use my toilet for a morning loo. From stranger back to buddies!
She remembers how I play with her.
She remembers how I kiss her face.

Imagine what's the feeling like when our parents or grandparents do not recognize us?
Imagine what's the feeling like for our parents and grandparents when we ignore them?
After listening to grandpa's tragedies during the World War II, I must always remind myself to be grateful.
We were born because of our ancestors' courage and strong will to live during their turbulent times of war.
Forget about all the excuses how busy you are to earn all the extra money,
nothing is more worthy than seeing the big smiles on our parents and grandparents faces when you spent some time visiting them.

Bare in mind that we only have one family in this world.

The Apple Diet

Obese Snow White started an Apple Diet
The Queen sent her apples from the Poison Tree
Poor Snow White dies
Of hunger or poison apples



03.12.2009

Some time in 2009 some where at a bookstore I read of  an interior scene as above from an interior design magazine.
Bought a dozen of imported apples from the supermarket just because the shape of the apple was perfect for shooting.
The preparation work was pretty funny -- I was biting 14 apples!
Until the fifth apple bite, I realized I actually could not finish eating all the 14 apples' bites!
Oh so the rest of the bites were kept in the fridge.

That night I used pillows and cushions to create the sofa as in the interior scene.
And set up the apples, red pumps, tv remote control, magazine, Michael Jackson's CD and "Angel and The Demon".
After a few runs from the camera and the scene, finally I accomplished this self portrait.
So what should I do with those bitten off apples?!
Well, I started a boring apple diet for a week...


I screwed up a relationship with a good friend few months ago, she hated me and we were no longer friends.
After a few church services, I finally sent her a text message to said sorry because I realized that I made a mistake of judging her.
She never reply and I always have bad dreams asking for her forgiveness.

No one has the rights to judge anyone, no matter how sinful they are.
Human like to judge, gossip, jealous -- these acts are as poison as apple.
What make a person different from the others is to be mercy to those who are sinful.
It's hard to be like Christ but that is what we should try to practice!

I am a very sensitive and emotional person. All my expressions are shown on my face.
Of course I show sour face when I am unhappy, and then I would be judged again.
Although my parents have advised me hundred times not to show sour face.
But I am sorry to say that this is who I am. I mean no harm. Love me or hate me.

Next time before you judge people, see how you would like to be judged.

Wednesday Friday Addams I

Wednesday Friday Addams couldn't think of other place to lie on
Looking at the blue sky and white cloud
She feels incredibly peaceful
Until the train arrived and horned



My cousin once said that I looked like Wednesday Friday Addams, because of my signature triangle shape mouth.
People used to tease me whenever I was not smiling:"What is that sour face?!"
And they laughed at me when I smiled:"Put a god damn bracelet on your teeth!" they said,
So I stopped smiling for a long time...

Halloween!!!
Oh I thought I could pretend to be Wednesday Addams during the Zombie Shuffle on 30th October in Melbourne.
Totally forgot about the exact date, I missed the event.
But I did took some photos of those Zombies when we passed by the city.
And ended up watching silly "Scary Movie" at home... what a pity!
I MUST attend Halloween costume party next year!

Finally we did this shot!
My attire was Wednesday Addams inspired, and bought a $5 bear from second hand market.
So I lied on the railway, the rocks were chilling.
I felt peaceful...but my boyfriend in the other hand felt the pressure because there were people waiting for the train laughing at me and people passing by shouting:" Oh God what is she doing?!"
And then we heard the train is arriving.
"Run!!!" silly me tried to get up from my heels, ran across the rocks and jumped on the platform... Phew!
Another great experience!

The Bed

Visited to Vienna art and design, wonderful and creative art and design by masters such as Gustav Klimt, Josef Hoffman, Otto Wagner and Adolf loss.


I have never seen product or furniture designs as breath taking as Josef Hoffman's designs. 

Simple yet creative, aren't that what we as product design students should apply in our designs?


Everyone loves Gustav Klimt and so do I.  

Spent 3 hours in the exhibition hall carefully studying at each Vienna art work, my waist and legs started to feel sore, I have to admit that my body is not as good as it was...

I sat on the couch and stared at Gustav Klimt's painted plaster "Beethoven Frieze" for 10 minutes. 
Marvelous! How on earth can an artist be so creative? But why not? The sky is the limit!
What I love about klimt  is the feminine elements in his art. 
I love to draw female character since I was five. 
And yes I admit that I love to observe female on the street, women are just so interesting.

I decided to paint for my boyfriend during our one year anniversary and  take Klimt's "The Kiss" as my inspiration.

The Bed is a painting of me curdled in my boyfriend's arm every night on bed.

His arm is the most comfortable place on earth. 

I can feel love I can feel secure I can feel happiness I can feel his shower of endless love.
He would kiss my forehead gently and tells me he loves my curly baby hair.

Our dog headie always sleeps on our quilt near my feet weighing all of our quilt and causes us not to have any. We often have to lift him up and pull the quilt, doing these two actions at the same time.

From Vienna to Paris - we watched the movie "Midnight in Paris" on a Friday night. Another awesome movie.


What's your golden? A strong theme throughout the movie.
Well my golden age would be 1950s.  I am a vintage fan. 

I love vintage clothes and accessories I love old songs I love old movies I love old folks! 

One thing we learnt from "Midnight in Paris" is that no matter what era we are living in, we must create what's beautiful that belongs to the era we are living in! Not trying hard to copy ancient masters' masterpieces! 

I can tell from first hand experience how difficult it is when I was trying to paint like Klimt's "The Kiss". 

That is not me, that is Klimt's style. 

So what is my style? What is my inspiration? What do I like?  I must find my own style in my own era!


The next day on Saturday afternoon, we watched "Made in Paris" (1966) from tv (I really enjoy watching old films), and watched "Backstage" (2005) at night. 

On Sunday afternoon we watched a black and white Parisian movie again from tv! 4 Parisan movies in 3 days?! These movies were filmed in different eras but there is one common thing about Parisan movies- 

Pont Neuf ( the arch bridge in Paris). 

It's so funny to watch the directors from different eras shooting the films under the same Pont Neuf !

"Give me a break!" my boyfriend said. 

Too much of Paris in 3 days, or maybe it's a sign? A sign for us to visit to Paris?