i'm sitting in the printmaking room and i'm holding a sepia print in my hands. i am holding it inches from my face, all the better to see the texture of the ink sitting on the paper. i am so relieved and excited at the same time. this is the second time i've been to the laser cutter. they etch the image onto acrylic for me, and i ink the plate up ( Read more... )

i was just reading ziwei's entry (hi ziwei! i hope you don't mind me referencing your post ^^) and even though all the specifics that she wrote about were re. studying medicine at nus (ie. something i would have no clue about) i felt like the general feelings she expressed about the whole being at the half-mark of undergrad and turning 21 were ( Read more... )

being cooped up in this apartment these few days has been awful, feeling really lonely. outside, there will be three more hours of daylight but i have this paper to write. by the time i'm done it will be dark, but maybe it's still better to go outside and breathe in some fresh air.  

sometimes the difficult things are also the best things ( Read more... )

it's so weird because we grew up posting here everyday, the tiny little details of our lives and now it's so empty and sporadic. i know i hardly post anything but pictures of the work i've done, but i guess so much of my life is bound up in the work that i've been doing. finals were finally over last thursday - we had a great critique session for ( Read more... )

( tl;dr work is fun but life is kinda emo ._. )

"close your eyes and take a minute to think about the most beautiful thing you've seen today - or if you haven't seen anything beautiful, think about how the fuck you let that happen."

jez came over for the weekend and we watched this play of 30 plays in 60 minutes, and i guess that was the one play that i remembered the best. 

so most of you haven't seen how i look like for more than a month or so but just before i left i'd coloured my hair red (except for the crown). it faded into a brassy brown colour so last night i coloured it pink. i really like how it looks now (: it makes me happier when my hair is alive. (yeah, i know that it's likelier than not to be DEAD from ( Read more... )

 
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my mind is a mess.

work
the living room is peppered with my scraps of paper, and micron pens and cutting knives and little bits of illustration all over. in the corners, the randomest assortment of cardboard boxes i begged off the art supply store two blocks away. concurrent projects fuck with my mind over and over because i can't prioritise, and i ( Read more... )