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I feel airy because my head has nothing inside. Much like this rabbit, waiting for its head to dry...
Sunday, February 22, 2009Y

Some old photos which i plan to upload today

They're taken at the Singapore National Museum. I admit i'm not a very good photographer. In fact, I suck at getting the right proportions and lighting and other stuff relating to photography.

These photographs below happen to be some of the better ones i took. As for why i upload them here---in my blog which nobody except me reads, i want to save time and effort by not printing them out and pasting them in my diary. Yeah i keep a diary and write in it consistently. More consistently than blogging. And currently, i'm at loggerheads with my diary, sometime which would sound ludicrous because one can't argue with a book. For some reason i just can't stand my diary anymore and so i turned to blogging now. Since nobody reads this blog, i am absolutely certain, i suppose i'll post more stuff from now on.


Very unique curtains . The artist collected these pieces of wood from different trees surrounding her house. When strung together, it's like a whole forest of trees resides inside the house, metaphorically of course.

Somehow this picture reminds me of the novels written by Haruki Murakami. It exudes an air of poetic tranquilty in this surreal setting. It feels like the man inside has sunk into a dream and his soul is half the world away.


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