Say hello to perspective. (from my point of view! Hahaha, got it?)

Okay, firstly, the title was a bad attempt at trying to crack a joke. Secondly, Hi :3 I have been super busy with my assignments and lately I have been working on perspective. I hope it's good enough for my teachers (fingers crossed)
:D

The final lap

We all go through that stage when we are rushing to complete our work so that we don't get into trouble or worse fail. We will make heaven, hell and earth meet in this phase but we will never learn. Never. It's high time we learn from our previous experiences. Humans are weird. We keep doing the same thing over and over again even though we know that's not the appropriate behaviour. :(

Purple ink

Alchemy-ism the Wonder Kid, an exhibition that is being held in NAFA is the fifth in a series of seven events celebrating 75 years of art education in NAFA.
The walls of the Lim Hak Tai gallery are adorned by works of previous award-winning students who have built a reputation for themselves through their work. The things on display vary from prints to jewellery and furniture. It is a fun exhibition especially when you know that it is by people who once roamed the corridors of this college. It's both inspiring and amazing at the same time.

Going solo

So I have this gorgeous person for a friend with quite a few talents up her sleeves. So I have a special favor to ask all of you guys out there. Why don't you all be a bunch of darlings and view her videos on YouTube? Her latest cover of Roar by Katy Perry is quite good. Have fun :D

Industrial pollution eh?

A2 project for 2D fundamentals, finally done with it in one go! Hallelujah :D no energy to write anymore :(

Change.

Change.
Everyone hates them but secretly wants them. It is hard to get by at first but slowly and steadily we get used to it but they are some things that we can't get used to. Lost friends, forgotten people, emptiness...these things are hard to ignore.
BUT life goes on and we all need to move on.
Forget the negativity and cut out all the people who bring to you, cut them like weeds in a garden.
That's all they deserve.
Stupid dementors, sucking the happiness out of you.
Be happy :D

Thirst

On a hot sunny day like this you don't usually feel like doing anything. All you feel is thirsty. That's what I feel right now. Thirst, not for water but for something more. Something that isn't easily understood. Something that requires a long and tedious journey. A journey I am willing to take. A journey for understanding. A thirst for knowledge.

the killers

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What a night! The killers were amazing! It was an awesome concert! My first concert everrrrr! Brandon flowers:O 

Moonfest 2013

Last night when I had gone for a walk to the Esplanade to let go of a few feelings I was surprised to find something going on. Something interesting. It was the last night of the Moonfest celebrations and for the first time I felt that I was at the right place at the right time. If it hadn't been for the walk I would't have got a chance to experience the amazing opera performance from last night. I had come in a little late so I had missed a few of them but I did get to see a few and one of them is shown below. They were all Teochew Opera Excerpts. I enjoyed every bit of it. From the costumes to the make up and the way they delivered the essence of the story to the audience was amazing. I will surely look forward to the Moonfest next year and this time I will be much more aware of what all is happening around me.

The Waterfront.

The Waterfront is one of the most beautiful places I have ever come across. Not only does it give you a moment to think about yourself and life by engulfing you in it's serenity but it also takes you far away from the city's ruckus and it's people. This gif shows just that. How is a gif better than a video? Well, I really don't have an answer for that. It just is. I am sure there are many who think otherwise.

Gifs :D

I always loved the idea of moving pictures. They reminded me of Harry Potter :D
So this is my experiment with them. The best part is they can tell stories way better than a thousand words.
Hmm, I know I have said that before.

Stereotypes.

In my culture after someone's death there are a few rituals that have to be performed because we believe that it's necessary so that the person passes on to the next phase in the circle of life and death peacefully and easily. These rituals are to be performed by the loved ones and mainly by the male offspring. My uncle performed all the necessary rituals but he wasn't alone. I was with him at every step. From carrying my grandfather's body outside the house to helping it burn. I did all of these things even when I wasn't supposed to because my grandfather would've wanted me to participate in all of them. Today is the day when we collect the ashes from the place where we burnt the body two days ago and always there are some parts that aren't burnt completely like bone fragments and these are supposed to be collected by the 'male' members of the family. Without thinking twice I started collecting the fragments from the ash and there was a man who told me not to do so. Now this man wasn't a member of my family, nobody knew him and he was here for someone else's funeral, why the hell can't he mind his own business. All I gave him was a dirty look and continued to collect the fragments. What's worse is that he went to the priest who was handling all the things for us to tell him to stop me, all he got was a response that told him how some people wanted their daughters to do the ritual so he in no way whatsoever had the right to stop me.

All I know is I respected and cared for my grandfather a lot and nothing would stop me from completing my duties towards him. So keep your opinions and narrow minded thoughts to yourself dear man because showing love and respect is not determined by your gender but by your heart and mind. 

R.I.P. Nana :*

Green and yellow

The weirdest thing I have ever seen?
A greenish-yellow bruise on my friend's arm. Why weird? Because I have never seen one like that in my whole life. I wasn't surprised to see a weird bruise on my weird friend's arm, after all he completed a law degree in a year and a half. I mean, who the hell does that?!
Okay, okay I will stop being mean or rude.
Still, a greenish-yellow or a yellowish-green, you decide :3

What now?

Like I stated in my status on facebook, I am going say the same here. Death, after all is a new beginning.
Today is 8th September 2013, it was supposed to be my grandfather's 73rd birthday and that's why I flew in from Singapore just to surprise him. I thought that it would make him feel better especially since I was his favourite and his sole weakness. Little did I know that there was nobody lying in the bed that he was in the night before, instead there was a body in our drawing room surrounded by mourning family members. I had tried to surprise him but instead he did the favour. If only he could have waited a few days before leaving this world, before leaving me.
It feels like a void and I honestly don't know how to react. I still think that any moment now he'll call me by my nickname and ask me to get him something to eat or any moment now he'll start singing along his favourite songs, any moment now I will hear him snoring but none of these moments are going to happen and I should stop believing that they will. I have lost my pillar of strength and because of that not only do I feel empty and sad but confused and lonely too.
I won't have the opportunity to scold him when he doesn't take his medicines. I won't be able to give him a head massage or press his legs when he is tired. I will no longer have a big tummy for a pillow while watching a crime show. Worst of all, I will no longer have anyone to look up to. I finally understand the meaning of loss. There are so many things that I didn't tell him, things that I will not be able to tell him ever again. I hope he knows how much I loved him and cherished him.
Rest in peace with your favourite flowers and camera.
I love you Nana :')
and I miss you.
I miss you a lot.

Hello 1000

Hello there everyone!
Greetings from Avantika! I would like to take a minute here or rather a post to thank each and everyone of you all who have helped me get 1000+ views :3
Okay, Thank you guys :)
Tata :*

Raindrop :)

I stood in the rain for about half an hour at 2 in the morning because I had nothing to do but also I had to take a picture of a raindrop and trust me it was a very difficult job. I got one in the end but I won't say I'm satisfied yet, I'll start clicking again. There's not much you can do with a bad phone camera.

75 years, three quarters of a century

Made in Singapore is an art exhibition that is taking place or rather took place in the galleries of my college from 29th of August to today, that is the 7th of September. This exhibition shows the current art trends through the NAFA alumni's art works. While I walked through the gallery I came across varying design works and art works, one couldn't easily decide which one was more interesting. I heard the excited squeals and gossiping of the students who were walking beside me and that showed that even the younger generations have a growing interest in this field. The one artwork that piqued everyone's interest would most probably be (in my opinion) Gekko & Nikko by Ang Soo Koon. The artist states that 'Gekko & Nikko, meaning Moon & Sun, are a pair of lollipop-like objects that as neo-artefacts inspire the sense of ethereal in the tradition of historical art objects.' The reason why I think this was one of the most interesting visual displays is because they reminded me of twins. I don't know why but they reminded me of two very young girls, probably because of the hands that are holding them. :)

There was a movie going on at the back of the gallery called Angst Essen/Eat Fear by Ming Wong. It's a 27 minute movie and is a reconstruction of a Fassbinder movie, Angst Essen Seele auf (1973), it tells the story of a relationship between Emmi and Ali. They both belong to very different sections of society, one is an old cleaning lady whereas the other is an immigrant worker and the story shows the setbacks of being in love especially when it's not meant to be. The unique part about this movie is that Ming plays all the roles and by all I do mean each and every role. It was quite confusing and creepy at first but when you start understanding the movie you realise that if it hadn't been this way then you wouldn't be paying attention to every character. Another unique aspect of the movie was that it wasn't in English or Chinese but German, which meant that we'd to read every subtitle. All in all it was a good experience because it was something I had never seen before. 

Two sides

Like two sides to a coin, there are two sides to everything, to stories, fights, experiences, everything. That's why to have a balanced view about something one should know about both the sides of the story. If there are more sides, that will be even better.
Lately, there was a BBC documentary that showed why India is unsafe for a woman, especially a tourist but at the same time a blog of another tourist described India and it's traditions and kindness of it's people.
One should never judge something on the basis of someone else's account instead they should believe what they see with their own eyes.
Everyone's experiences differ and no two experiences can ever be the same.

Rebirth.

I know it's raining a lot these days but yesterday I realised how good it makes everything feels. It is like quenching your thirst after a loooong day of hard work under the hot sun with a glass of ice cold water. Looking at all the flowers in the rain and feeling the soft cool breeze on my skin made me feel amazing. The beautiful feeling overcame the irritating feeling of wet shoes and clothes. All the colours outside looked so bright as if they had all come alive. It felt like everything came to life again. It was a beautiful rainy day :D

What :3 means

cute isn't it? :D 

All of the lights

Everyday on my way to school I pass the street in front of People's Plaza and lately I have noticed that there are people putting up these beautiful lights and I have no idea what they are for. I just can't wait for them to light up and make everything look beautiful. I hope the rain doesn't destroy them :3

I don't know how the picture turned out to look vintage but whatever it is I love it. I guess I can only thank the window of bus 851 and the rain.

Rain. Rain. Rain. (not the Korean guy)

It's 4:30 in the morning and you are updating your blog AND all of a sudden it's starts pouring. Thanks a lot mother nature.  Now I'll just sit here with my friend while you continue to do so. You are beautiful :3. Okay, that's enough, we feel cold now.

Little things.

Everyday passes by without us noticing what's happened during those 24 hours. We don't notice the rays of the sun, the dew drops on the leaves or the soft sound of the wind. Everyday passes by without us noticing the things that are worth noticing. I feel like we are machines now, we are programmed to wake up and sleep at a certain time, behave in the appropriate manner or just do the same thing again and again. How about we don't do what we are supposed to, please don't think that I'm suggesting creating chaos or problems but just changing our lifestyle to something different, something that's not normal and let's start by noticing little things :)