The Problem Of Time & Space (part 12 of many)

An exit to an extended brief hiatus

I'm reminded of how I heard a lone trumpet while I was sleeping in the forest in Yoyogi Park...

Along with it, I sang an almost silent murmur...

'Summertime, and the living is easy...'

I can't wait to have that again. Unfortunately, I will be surrounded by snow then.

A Brief Note On A Brief Hiatus (part 3 of many)

The title above have inevitably transformed itself into a lie. My hiatus is no longer brief. It has been around for way too long.

Unfortunately I still have not gotten around to sorting out my shit yet. In fact, it has occurred to me that a brand new pile of shit have just been unloaded on my feet. Funnily (not in a hilarious manner, unless if you like sick humour), this pile of shit have been poured upon myself by myself. In my realizing of how I've been cradling this bag of excrement (and not to mention, progressively adding to it) for too long, I suddenly lost the strength in my upper torso. My fingers slipped and I let go.

I should stop now, lest I run the risk of the title being a complete lie. Lying always make me feel like crap.

a brief note on a brief hiatus (part 2 of many)

photo by Dill Malik

a brief note on a brief hiatus

It might appear to you that I have stopped caring. You might find yourself telling you that.
For now, you ought to suspend all belief in yourself in regards to that matter.

I just need to sort my shit out.

brb

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 11 of many)

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 10 of many)

I want to be your Godot

I can clearly recall, the act of my stomach breaking down was the precursor to an organ, much more critical than my stomach doing the same.

so wonderful to know you

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 9 of many)

And the other half of my face was peeking at my ipod, waiting for a response

Nice to see, nice to hold
Once heartbroken, considered sold

Just When I Thought I Knew You

My niece is damn avant garde

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 8 of many)

People Don't Always Know Best (part 1 of many)

People should stop pretending to be photographers.

The costumes are too expensive.

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 7 of many)

It is so hard to write about bears

my brain hurts.

but in a good way

My Desire Is To Use The Word 'Chichi' In Daily Conversation

Why is chi too so chichi of late?

So, it is really happening...

'Longing' by chi too
13 works of various mediums
August 4 to 14, Black Box, MAPKL
supported by VWFA and MAPKL

The Problem Of Time & Space (part 6 of many)

#6a


#6b


#6c