Saying Bye Bye

Visual Journal // 002

TITLE: Face Value
INSPIRATION: Smiling faces; an ideal workplace; red and greens with hints of blue and yellow.

I Love Birthdays

I love it more when it’s a friend’s birthday because that means I can make birthday cards! This is for my dear, Shella, the girl who I can squeal with and sing with while walking along orchard road in the middle of the day!

love this detail!

I’m actually proud of how this card came out! Shh…I haven’t given it to her yet, but I know she doesn’t read this blog so I can reveal it here.

{ waiting

i would wait forever. because i can’t bear to forget.

i would wait forever. because that is the only thing i can do.

i would wait forever. there will be no regrets.

i would wait forever. even if you don’t want me to.

Things I Love Tuesday // 07-04

Hey, are you a dreamer? I haven’t seen too many around lately. Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It’s not dead it’s just that it’s been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I’m trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it’s ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don’t be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting.

- Waking Life

After chasing Shella from City Hall to Raffles Place to Orchard and finally caught up with her at Toa Payoh for her birthday surprise, I went to the library at Bishan (because their craft books selection’s way awesome) and took the long bus home.

At 7:30 pm I crashed into bed, I told my sister to wake me up after an hour because I had only eaten brunch and was starving. Guess what time I woke up? I woke up at 9:30 am today! I don’t even want to count how many hours I’d been sleeping.

☆ Instrumental Music: Since losing Wacky, I haven’t paid attention to my massive iTunes library. I came across some instrumental music that a friend made into a mix for me. Two of the songs I liked came from 5 Centimeters Per Second, which are Omoide wa Tooku no Hibi and Sora to Umi no Shi. I’ve posted the trailer for the movie too:

☆ Because of You. The song that we sang last Sunday at church. I love the bridge too!

Because of You
Sins are washed away
Because of You
Heaven knows my name
Because of You
I can live again
You’ve broken every chain

☆ Sandra Freij: These absolutely look so dreamy!

☆ After reading Sarah’s post on stitching, I got the urge to try at least embroidery or anything stitch related. I even tried this felt barette tutorial from Angry Chicken (though mine ended up looking like a neon pink caterpillar was eating my hair!) Here are some inspiring finds from the conventional…

to japanese-inspired

To the road less taken. And this one is just so adorable! Click on the photo to know the inside scoop behind this mixed-media creation!

This is all for now! Hope you guys are having a great week so far! I need to catch up on my reading and job-hunting!

#001

Love is the kind of thing that’s already

happening by the time you notice it,

that’s how it works,

and no matter how old you get,

that doesn’t change.

Except that you can break it up

into two entirely distinct types –

love where there’s an end in sight

and love where there isn’t.

-Banana Yoshimoto

quotes;

“He knew that “I love you” also means “I love you more than anyone else loves you, or has loved you, or will love you,” and also “I love you in a way that way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.” He knew that it is, by love’s definition, impossible to love two people.”

- Jonathan Safran Foer

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: ‘It goes on.’”

-Robert Frost

“With the possible exception of the equator, everything begins somewhere.”
— C.S. Lewis

“Are you angry? Punch a pillow. Was it satisfying? Not hardly. These days people are too angry for punching. What you might try is stabbing. Take an old pillow and lay it on the front lawn. Stab it with a big pointy knife. Again and again and again. Stab hard enough for the point of the knife to go into the ground. Stab until the pillow is gone and you are just stabbing the earth again and again, as if you want to kill it for continuing to spin, as if you are getting revenge for having to live on this planet day after day, alone.”

-  Miranda July

“This time I refuse to wake up until my head, my heart, and my life have all returned to normal.”

- Jane Green

I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it—I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you, too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and Braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.
-   Elizabeth Gilbert

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

-Neil Gaiman

“Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face, on a November day in the rain.”

-Janet Fitch

moving picture;

alice in wonderland – tim burton

images;

listen;

we all fall in love sometimes – jeff buckley

manhattan from the sky – kate voegele

superman – lucy wainwright roche

美しき日々よ – shota shimizu

I patterned this post format from a lovely livejournal community dailydrug!

Mag Love: Minnk

Sometimes I wish I was living in Japan instead, or I had a Japanese friend who’d be willing to scour, buy and send me Japanese goodies.While browsing through blogs, I came across hello sandwich’s post on Minnk catalogue/magazine.

The layout is sooooo cute! And granted, I can’t understand Kanji or Kana to even save my life but the pictures and colors are enough to win me over. And they also have a blog! I need a crash course in Japanese now!

Images from prettyprettyyumyum and hello sandwich.

Visual Journal // 001

I’m gonna start a new series in this blog aside from Things I Love Tuesday . I’m gonna post some collages that I made in the past few weeks. There’s something therapeutic about cutting, pasting, painting, and doodling, the tactile stimulation is cathartic.

Here’s a spread that I did a few days ago, I just randomly tore out pictures and pasted them on prepped paper. The result ain’t that bad, right?

감사합니다!

She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work in the morning. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn’t drag herself to the gym more often. She was a woman who had sometimes hated her job and questioned what reason she had to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong. - Cecelia Ahern

• Just finished Dance Dance Dance by Haruki Murakami. One word – SURREAL. I wasn’t aware that this novel was actually a sequel. But I immensely enjoyed the mystery/supernatural theme of the novel. But I want to go back reading murder mysteries where everything ties up nicely and there isn’t too much emotional attachment. In that note, I’ve been reading MONK novels too, but all my energies are into finishing Rant by Chuck Palahniuk.

• Excited for Epik High’s newest release Remixing the Human Soul! For the record – I have never ever considered myself a fan of hip hop, but Epik High just puts so much effort and love and the overwhelming talent that these guys have, who am I to resist? Especially when reading a review like this.

• So I’ve been wearing my headband creations and people have been asking me a lot about them, which begs the question, “shall I sell these?”. Still mulling it over though. But the one thing I know, I love to craft and I’ve been doing a lot of it lately!

• Dropped by at the library at Bishan and checked out a couple of books on crafting! There’s this feeling of lightness, possibilites and happiness whenever I craft or do things related to craft. 

• Had dinner yesterday at Manhattan Fish Market as a send-off to Zheng Yang who’ll be entering National Service on Friday! Then afterwards we went and played in the arcade, and I have to admit, I can only play games which involve throwing balls on big screens with animated streakers.

But I have learned that you make your own happiness, that part of going for what you want means losing something else. And when the stakes are high, the losses can be that much greater.

- Emily Griffin

PhotoFreewrite: Par La Mer

when I was five my father

brought me to the ocean for the first time

it was dusk, the sky bleeding violets,

oranges, reds and yellows.

I remember

the warmth of his hand as we walked to the water’s edge

the ocean is your friend, he softly said

whenever I’m not by your side,

whenever you miss me,

just remember this

then he swept me up with his arms and held me high

Daddy’s love for you is like this ocean

it runs deeper than what you can see

it can’t be measured by human hands

my love for you can carry you through the darkest storms

remember this always

Tonight, I found myself driving to the ocean of my youth

under the canopy of stars, I walked along the shore

feeling the waves tugging at my ankles

the waters reflect the summer night sky

even when I can’t be with you

my love remains always