Thursday, October 30, 2008

On my way to work.

What's worse than getting stuck behind a garbage truck when you're driving?
Yup, getting stuck behind a garbage truck while you're riding your bike.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Just a photo I'm really proud of.

You know that feeling when you thought you had a good shot and just couldn't wait for the film to get developed?
Oh wait, you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
There's more on my flickr page.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Bow wow.

What fascinates me whenever I travel out to the suburbs is the little things. The subtle differences.
What I noticed yesterday on the way to Fairfield station was the mobile phone ringtones along the way.
See, in the city most people have the downloadable pop chart pussycatveronica R&B tunes remixed by whatever radio station.
But the further I travelled away from the city, the ringtones became more basic. At one stage I even heard ringtones which my parents used to have on their phones.
And I kinda liked that.

Saturday, October 25, 2008



Thursday, October 23, 2008

Common cents.

My quick prediction of the industries that will do well during the crash/recession/depression/watchamacallit:

1. Casino's.
2. Tobacco companies.
3. Alcoholic beverages.
4. Pharmacies.(especially painkillers.)
5. Fast food chains.
6. DVD Rentals.
7. Hardware stores. (knives, ropes, shovels etc.)

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Wrong answer.

I declined my sister-in-law's intention to get me an A|X shirt because of the brand's affiliation to a certain retarded wanker in high school.
So when she asked me if there's anything I wanted at the moment for a pre-birthday present, my answer was a cook book.
Then I realised I am so going to be single for a very long time.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

And you think your mistakes are bad.


I was telling a photographer about my interest in film cameras during a pre-shoot coffee session. He on the other hand, is in the process of selling off his 2nd last film camera he's used during the early days.
We cannot prevent the death of film; only delay it.
"But," he said, "with digital there's just no more surprises."
I took another sip of my mocha, then we made way to Chinatown.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

When ads turn up at the wrong places.

Then again I might be wrong. Maybe some sadistic Malaysian will go 'Ahahahaha! Singapore's in recession! I think I'll apply for a Platinum card just to celebrate!'


Cute. Designed by Michael Beirut.
Link via Pentagram Blog.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Technology 1. Lack of skill as excuse 0.

Just found out about SketchUp today. This has changed the landscape of 3D design tool forever. And I'm glad I started late.
Seriously, the next thing Google can do is to clone my DNA using the webcam.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Thoughts with 10 needles in my leg.

2 weeks ago I had no intentions to get poked by needles. I just wanted my knee to feel better. Somehow my physiotherapist's managed to convince me that getting needled is part of the healing process. It started with 3 on my knee last week, and before I know it I had 10 this morning and I was alright with it.

Just like sex.

Girls don't get into relationship thinking about sex. They just want to feel better. They want LOVE. They want the chicken soup for their soul. Somehow, guys managed to convince them that sex is actually part of the LOVE process. It might start under the romantic moonlight in his convertible Mazda M5, and before she knows it they're doing it 10 times in the morning and she's alright with it.

Now I'm just thinking if there's any patient behaving like a typical guy, walking into the clinic thinking: Oh boy oh boy! NEEDLES! NEEDLES! NEEDLES!

Friday, October 10, 2008


On the most recent post of Johnson Banks thought of the week, they've started an exercise on improving logos that aren't that pleasant to even take a crap on.
The catch is no cheating. They have to improve this logo without altering the fundamental elements eg., colour, shape, font, symbols.

They might as well call this the 'Why Your Designer Suck and Let Us Show You Why' exercise. I find it quite selfish to just take someone else's work at face value and critic them without understanding the real process behind the original design.

Then again, my new creative director did mention at the end of the day, no one cares about your process and story; you always get judged by the final product. Shit work, shit designer.

Nevertheless, it's always interesting to see the working minds of Johnson Banks.

Thursday, October 09, 2008


So my flatmate received a personalised direct mail pack.
'That's freaky,' he said; 'Cool!' I said. There I realised my job did make an impact on how I reflect on ads and marketing on a subconscious level.
I embrace these tactics as a norm while Ken is obviously still uncomfortable about being a target. I contemplated on telling him that Australia Post can actually target consumers via postcodes, but that would've probably freaked him out more.

Having said that, although we were both intrigued by the package, neither of us actually know or remember what the product was for.It remained shrink wrapped for a full day.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Godsent from Pacific House South Yarra.

Kana's parents treated me to a big meal last week. And I think I've eaten away my share of Zimbabwe's educational budget.
That's probably the best way to die as a lobster.
Imagine the others who died of normal deaths during Tsunami's. What a waste.

Brake dance.

Before getting stopped down by a policeman, I witnessed the crash scene near Rod Laver Arena on the way to work. The cars were pretty mashed up.
Then I did a detour on a wooden padestrian bridge, and that's when my wheels started to make funny noises before falling apart.

What you see above, are called disc brake pads.
The one on the left is the normal one, with quarter of an inch of cement looking steadiness. The one on the right however, belonged to my bike.
That's why my bike's been making 'yeeeeeeerrggkkhh' noises because basically it was hard metal brushing against hard metal.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

There they are.

Nike doesn't care about what you think about Nike.
With ads like these they don't have to.

Monday, October 06, 2008

Hello goodbye.

Whilst cleaning up my room I found this used film in an old plastic bag, with no idea what's been shot whatsoever.
So when I picked it up from development after work today I was half in suspence and half hoping they weren't drunk nude pictures of myself.
Instead the roll was taken early 07. Satomi, having just visited during August, was in town with Riyo and I was unemployed and overfed.
I don't even remember taking the photos. Everthing feels lightyears ago.
A modern day alternative time capsule.

Got mah knee or not?

Tohm's not-so-recent 'American Psycho' plus Singaporean wannabe blog post made my day. Even though it was a 'wet ride on a bike shit ass daylight savings' Monday.

My boxers were so wet I contemplated not wearing them. But I was afraid some pants-removing event might somehow take place at work and I'd rather have one that appears to be a cling wrap than non-existent.

Why is it disgusting when a man's not wearing underwear; but it's stardom when a woman does it? Like a detect-a-celebrity mechanism: Oh you no fire crotch you not famous. (for some reason my mind made the security guy an Indian.)

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

You must be really fast.

Andrew Bush is a photographer. There's a lot of weird projects on his website, one being trailing cars on highways and taking pictures of the drivers.
That's constructive in a non constructive way.

Link via VSL.