living life one day at a time

the online scrapbook of a not quite ordinary wanderlusting soul

Open Letter of Appreciation to the Female Body

writingsforwinter:

Maybe when you were a child your father always shook down the wasp nest

or took to it with a bat until it exploded into Northern Lights.

And most people assumed it would always be your father doing that,

were never able to see how your mother already was:

sending…

Delicious squares of goodness! Pockets for maple syrup! Notwithstanding mysterious Monday cough, waffle craving has truly been satisfied.

Delicious squares of goodness! Pockets for maple syrup! Notwithstanding mysterious Monday cough, waffle craving has truly been satisfied.

Why hello 9am Monday morning. You look kinda different this week.

Why hello 9am Monday morning. You look kinda different this week.

After nearly 6 years, today’s visit to the climbing gym was painful but so so so cathartic :’) Will definitely want to start climbing again regularly-ish. #rockclimbing

After nearly 6 years, today’s visit to the climbing gym was painful but so so so cathartic :’) Will definitely want to start climbing again regularly-ish. #rockclimbing

risarodil:

I’m currently trying to organize my lettering posters into neatly labeled folders and when I get to ‘Nerdfighteria’, let’s just say I am a little bit surprised/amused that it has already been this many.

Type type type type type…

(via streetlightreader)

inspired again by photography and musings

I’ve had this dilemma for some time now - to use Wordpress or Tumblr to blog, like on a more regular basis, even about menial day-to-day musings. I realize that if I start using more of one, I tend to neglect the other. Then again, if that’s what’s stopping me from posting things, I might as well pick one and run with it. So here goes. Hello Tumblr.

It’s the start of a long weekend, thanks to Hari Raya on Monday. Many people have gone on their short trips to Bangkok, Bali, Malaysia, and the like. I did look into flight prices in hope of squeezing in a quick getaway to Penang, but alas, flights are a hellish $430 at the least. Suffice to say, spending the long weekend in Singapore doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

I have to say, this might turn out to be rather long post. No exciting happenings up in store so I guess that’s left me to my thoughts a little more, which may or may not be a bad thing as well. Although I’ve come to realize that I tend to become more introspective whenever I have to say goodbye to something or someone.

Had to bid farewell to a colleague last night. I may not have gotten super close to her, but we did start out in the company around the same time, so it’s crazy how 10 months have come and gone just like that. We chatted extensively about San Francisco, which is where she’s from and where she’s headed back to settle in again. It’s pretty surreal how familiar the city has become to me. All the places we talked where places I’d walked around and explored during that short one week I had been there. And it’s pretty amazing how through this company, I’ve met and gotten to know people from so many places, that I feel like I can go anywhere in the world and find a friend/acquaintance. Possibly a job too? That’s a consideration for the me a few years down the line, but for now, it definitely makes me want to travel even more.

So today started off with a lovely long run, after a good long sleep last night. I had reminded myself multiple times this week to finally pay that visit to the ArtScience Museum this weekend to check out the Dinosaurs exhibition, but more importantly, the Annie Leibovitz one.

ArtScience Museum definitely reminded me of DeYoung, albeit a whole lot smaller. But it did give me the same sense where you feel like you kinda disappear from the world outside for those couple of hours, and time seems to stands still as you roam from hall to hall.

Two quotes that were featured in the exhibition really spoke to me -

"I don’t have two lives. This is one life, and the personal pictures and assignment work are all part of it."

"I’m not a journalist. A journalist doesn’t take sides, and I don’t want to go through life like that. I have a more powerful voice as a photographer if I express a point of view."

I won’t elaborate all about what these quotes stirred in me in this post, but they really got me thinking about many things.

In general, I loved how she doesn’t just so portraits amazingly, her photographs of landscapes and architecture are so telling of how she’s someone who has an eye for things that others don’t notice; she truly has a different way of seeing the world.
And it boggles my mind that she was such close friends with Susan Sontag, like THE Susan Sontag, whose work I studied in university.

I love how her passion for photography stemmed from her love of taking family photographs, and you can really tell from the pictures how tight knit they were/are. There was one picture she took of her mom, which her parents both didn’t like, but she did. She talked about how it’s not real when people (her family included) had to smile and look happy all the time. And that’s so true. The beauty of family, and of life, is in the ups and downs - if there are no downs, we wouldn’t appreciate and celebrate the ups as much.

The great thing about art, is seeing others being free to express themselves and creating things, and being inspired to do the same. As I admired Leibovitz’s photographs - the composition, the lighting, how they’re able to capture an attitude and how each had a purpose - it really inspired me to make good use of my time outside of work to get onto side projects proper.

"Do the work that you want to do"

Weekend notes to self:
Get a camera. Get a cat… Get something else that starts with C.
(Potentially a hair cut, but all that comes to my mind now is carrot cake, which is what I’m intending to bake again.)