Was super stoked to find these little pieces of art on a wall in a little alley as I rounded the corner... So refreshing and inspiring! Hope to see more of this vibe around.
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Sunday, 16 January 2011
Friday, 14 January 2011
Radical Friends
So you're at work and battling to wake up (see: me, every single day)... Why not get your radical friends to throw some rocks at your face to get that adrenalin pumping? Or at least jolt you into your day... check it out here.
The Beatles
I love this rad Beatles animation for The Beatles Rockband game.
(Watch in full screen mode for the full effect ;)
(Watch in full screen mode for the full effect ;)
BEATLES Rock Band from alberto mielgo on Vimeo.
Thursday, 13 January 2011
+wondermilk
Oh my face, how amazeballz is this little place?! Too bad it's all the way in Malaysia...
Just LOOK at those cupcakes! *droooooool*
"What started out as a group of creative graduates combining their skills and passion to explore a new and innovative ways of designing, it has expanded into this wonderful cafe."
reblogged via see me everywhere
Just LOOK at those cupcakes! *droooooool*
"What started out as a group of creative graduates combining their skills and passion to explore a new and innovative ways of designing, it has expanded into this wonderful cafe."
reblogged via see me everywhere
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Here today, gone tomorrow...
So I don't usually like to get into personal details on this blog, but this is an exception.
Today, my cousin would have turned 26. He passed away tragically in September last year... just 3 months ago. I've been to many funerals and seen many people leave this world, but never someone so close to me and someone so young... It really hit me incredibly hard. It sounds cliche, but I honestly still can't believe he's actually not around... I just feel like I haven't seen him in a long time. It made me seriously re-evaluate my life and my priorities.
I can't help feeling that in a way, he's lucky. He's gone to the ultimate place and left the trivial nonsense of this world behind, while we're all still here stumbling through a world that is just a temporary test for us before we get to the real deal.
He was a truly unique individual who had an awesome laid back attitude to life. He was always completely himself, never putting on an act for anyone, not caring what anyone thought about him. In his presence you couldn't help but feel calm and relaxed, because he was so chilled out all the time about everything. He appreciated the finer details of this world, appreciating the details of God's creation that others might take for granted. I feel like there was so much more to him that I didn't know yet. He was passionate about art, music and poetry and had been doing very well with exhibiting his art last year. These pics are from the Lost and Found exhibition at artSPACE:
This blog is about happiness and trying to look on the bright side no matter how bad things are around you, so on a more positive note, I'm so grateful to have known him and had him play a part in my life. I'm grateful for all the times we hung out together, even though I wish there had been more. I'm grateful that I got a photo with him the last time I saw him. I can't wrap my head around the fact that I'll never see him again, but I'm glad that when I think about him it makes me smile because of the good times we've had and the person that he was, the jokes he told that were so funny because of his unique way of telling them, his almost naive honesty and open-ness. I know he wouldn't want us dwelling on our loss down here.
May God grant his family strength and patience.
He mailed me about my blog just 20 days before he passed on, it was the first time he'd seen it. He liked the post about French words that have no English equivalent translation, and left me this word from the Saharan tribal language of Tamashek:
assouf: the solidarity/ nostalgia/ loneliness that you feel when you are in the desert.
He signed off that last email with:
Take it easy and stay cool...
Today, my cousin would have turned 26. He passed away tragically in September last year... just 3 months ago. I've been to many funerals and seen many people leave this world, but never someone so close to me and someone so young... It really hit me incredibly hard. It sounds cliche, but I honestly still can't believe he's actually not around... I just feel like I haven't seen him in a long time. It made me seriously re-evaluate my life and my priorities.
I can't help feeling that in a way, he's lucky. He's gone to the ultimate place and left the trivial nonsense of this world behind, while we're all still here stumbling through a world that is just a temporary test for us before we get to the real deal.
He was a truly unique individual who had an awesome laid back attitude to life. He was always completely himself, never putting on an act for anyone, not caring what anyone thought about him. In his presence you couldn't help but feel calm and relaxed, because he was so chilled out all the time about everything. He appreciated the finer details of this world, appreciating the details of God's creation that others might take for granted. I feel like there was so much more to him that I didn't know yet. He was passionate about art, music and poetry and had been doing very well with exhibiting his art last year. These pics are from the Lost and Found exhibition at artSPACE:
This blog is about happiness and trying to look on the bright side no matter how bad things are around you, so on a more positive note, I'm so grateful to have known him and had him play a part in my life. I'm grateful for all the times we hung out together, even though I wish there had been more. I'm grateful that I got a photo with him the last time I saw him. I can't wrap my head around the fact that I'll never see him again, but I'm glad that when I think about him it makes me smile because of the good times we've had and the person that he was, the jokes he told that were so funny because of his unique way of telling them, his almost naive honesty and open-ness. I know he wouldn't want us dwelling on our loss down here.
May God grant his family strength and patience.
He mailed me about my blog just 20 days before he passed on, it was the first time he'd seen it. He liked the post about French words that have no English equivalent translation, and left me this word from the Saharan tribal language of Tamashek:
assouf: the solidarity/ nostalgia/ loneliness that you feel when you are in the desert.
He signed off that last email with:
Take it easy and stay cool...
Friday, 7 January 2011
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