Early morning;
r     i     s    e   the sun from one side,

however shyly hiding behind floating cottons... water vapors.
 Tiny little thing,

we don't see,
but it's there,
we accept it would be always be,
but it's there because.

wind b l   o    w      i         n                  g               ;  fresh air
after rain

checkered scarlet mini cooper awaits to bring me there.

there where?

there, where solace breathes through the little hall where everyone gathers.

A month it has been,

how long has she beam -
on a lowly person like me?

Happy is she there?

"Abundance, full of grace, so kind"

So kind, she saves:
pray for us now till the hour of our death-

Did she really did my guardian angel really did God really snapped that truck driver's eye open?
The heavy rain wetted the road heavily, the light was green, I started to make a move.

Not looking to the left, until the truck came in front of me I stopped for a moment and he swerved on - I was surprised I thought I'd seen wrong but it was green, and the truck driver seemed to have a lost face and then shocked, looking around, and I was like whhuuut? Didn't you see the red?
But before I start,

I thought,

Then it's not my time yet to be called.
Then Mother wants me to still continue my life,

I've got a long way to go (if 2012 is not fated to be) and I would meet my idols (currently looking for my Key. ^^)

A blessing it was - my heart didn't skip a beat, and crossers were like "what the heck is he crazy?"
"Crazy person lah sia!"

And I continued walking on.

With a smile.

Trying to be more forgiving and open, the prayer is getting into my head, Mother is helping me, succoring me.

I'm not sure though, that lane today is simply wrong - same road the way back home there was a car that speeded up even though it was red while people started to walk - wahlau crazy lah!

But thank goodness people still abruptly stops.

I didn't even get a spray of water from the truck's tire when it veered.

Now that's what you call total protection. Just like my mother's friend who had her car's engine burnt down absolute melt even the coins inside the dashboard, however the bible was intact with very minimal burn sign.

Thank you for today's fruitfulness dear Lord, Mother Mary, Jesus, Saint Joseph, all the saints and my guardian angel!



The blazing rays of the sun on a Saturday afternoon a few weeks back has made us victorious in getting the photoshoot session done by just once!
Shots were taken by Kate, model was Ilana's mom who knows how it goes.

You've got to see the array of accessories we've laid - absolutely nice to see

Yes this is the group I was utterubbishing about the other day - I told you at the last part we really did well but for research and the commitment of being responsible and all...


Then continuing to the art direction, my part, which was about the magazine layout for OYSTER, an Australian based magazine that coverages world fashion:


This last image is exactly the feel we would like to bring, with a slight saturated old-feel and framed Polaroid.

Thus, I framed all chosen images (which is now still using the mock up *sighs*) to be like this...


Then Dutchesses Kate and Ilana decided it looks fugly. It does with the layout they previously chose (since again I didn't have the liberty to talk in the colony) and Kate had another idea, to do something like this:

Heck I don't know when we would have numerous weeds sprouting out of the ground but never really producing something pretty?

So using the raw images I made a mock up to see which layout is best, then change the frame to be exactly like the example from Oyster (not the polaroid)...


* "RAYS" Layout *

*  Trying to put the GRID lesson into action... "Diagonal Grid" Layout *

 Personal preference: The second would be more suitable for Oyster itself. A new kind of layout they never use and still simple, the first is already out of the picture for the magazine.

But then again, it's all up to the Dutchesses of the colony.

Not sure how long - does Queen ants work this long?

Stop going to work and skype sexing, I'll just say it here,
since you guys are annoyed by my discussion chats each time,
so I'll leave it up to you guys not saying anything.
Don't give me last minute on a Sunday and force me to do work again.

Do any of you guys relate? But then my head's still cool - not gonna badger ya'll again don't worry! Just have your own initiative pweashe~

Ttong, cheer me up again!
Mana mana mana Dutch stuff lagi kesel gue. Cari yang kiwi busuk juga dong. PANAS GUE.


On the other hand my Key's getting ultrahyper with his sense of fashion - yay yay yay


Très+3 Productive!


Spool wasn't working right but some are worthy to be 'pinch over for cuteness'! (Always use adorable cute terms if dealing with my little brother ;] )


Little Anna and Friends' happy outings (SuperS)

(you little girls are such a mess! I'll clean you up later)


Minhwan's Key trials (holga)

why why why you're all upside down! I'll clean you up later too. 
Mount Bromo in East Java. The early sunrise and the "morning person" volcano, active in such time in the morning already.

 I'm telling you taking care of three babies is not one easy job but they're fine I leave them and they can live by themselves XD
Only gotta bring them to 'hang out' and 'feed' them expensive mediums.

Anyhow, for the LOMO WALL this coming December with LOMONESIA, mom take note, here's the dimensions if I ever send to you the original film (OH NO WHERE IS IT YIKES) and to print ASAP since deadline's on the 25th November! YIKES!

People who are going to be in Indonesia, Jakarta to be specific, in December (around early-mid) please do visit! I hope I still can join I'M STILL WAITING FOR THE MOD'S REPLY AGAINST MY OUTSIDE THE COUNTRY...

Prettie pweashe! Rants and raves are most welcome! :)


Steeped in Stitches.

10/12/09, updated 10/25

Last week, notes the start of the new semester where everything is considered and put into the final grades, whereeas my last term's scores were mediocre, satisfactory, even a module an unsatisfactory I gotta get my spine up straight this term to be a workaholic. This is why my online presence has been missing, I've let my laptop rest for almost 3 days and I've concentrated on work and spending more time spiritually, needing to clear my mind to pave new way for new knowledge coming in; my brain was a total mess last week.

Reviews were: satisfactory drawing skills (just acceptable), unsatisfactory skirt toile (messy and well, the stitches were everwhere but I tried my best!) and that hideous straight line machine stitch exersizes... and in overall view my presentation outlook, needs to be much more neat and not sloppily sticked or anything. Needs more thorough research for textile classes, experiments, and stitch + stuffing example I gotta redo.

This term, my goal is to draw much cleaner and sew much neater and at least one of my works are taken (read: highest ranks in class, so best grades around! I cannot do fangirl much anymore and would have to stay away from my laptop).

In term two, I now introduce the crimes and punishments of fashion studies. Yes, not only the crime, but punishments if I was to work superficially physically in my projects and as I do my presentations; I gotta raise my standards, I've been slacking;
I think I've somewhat been influenced by class peers and around; I used to have this inner competition in wanting to do the best and be responsible and diligent, nowadays I accept myself with "as long as it's done!"

Changing my idealism into reality: "Time managing, away from Youtube, iTunes preferable, and join prayers and church groups to be the only relaxing time in the weekends, where within I find peace."

On the other hand, what keeps me going to keep me on track and not lose sight on my bone thrown by myself is fangirlism. Currently I'm loosing grip in what I want to take. Fashion Communication or Design? Since Comm. is still a new thing... I wonder...

In Pattern Drafting class, we are now to make a ladies' shirt, long sleeved, and I tell you, the folds, darts, creases and neatness is abhorrent and tedious, and on the first two images are the patterns cut out on calico fabric, where then it would be joined (I hope) to be a size 10 shirt!

But just today I finished the assignment today, variety of neckline master draft in a jiffy (you need to have intelligence to do work fast and be time efficient!) and by 7 p.m. the two shirt opening for shirt buttons (the official word has slipped my mind) with a teeny sew untidiness, is done! Well, my lecturer has regarded my work with no skeptical note: WORK ACCEPTED! =D

*click to enlarge, the long sleeve pattern + the interlining extra and shirt opening to be sewn on*


I am very proud of myself of being able to sew the body! WOW!

*front and back side, after sewing! \(^o^)/ these days I do finish my pattern drafting assignments fairly quick than the rest and is accepted! What's happening, should i go do design...
The next step was the next class' lesson but to make it easier i've uploaded here instead.
PLEASE PECKLING ACCEPT SOME 'SIGNATURE' STYLE SHIRT, DIFFERENT FROM THE REST, the pocket for my shirt is on the right and not on the left, so it's recognizeable it's from the House of WDFIZ. Hehehe.*

*Textile lino and image transfer patterns, inspired by the little excursion made to Little India and capturing patterns seen there.*

Now this, is where my class and I endure the slow kill.

Not using the rule of the thirds in grid layouts, but the middle spot and divert your eyes a bit to the left, the gradual grey of the black ink line, evidence seen by rubbing hard with eraser, trying to save my life so I won't get older fast forward because of this scrutinizing homework. This, ruler, drawing pen, pencil, eraser, and wasting tracing paper and the sharpness of my eye was my best friend for the weekend, not turning on my laptop.

*this was the 'forgiven' level, with plain red marks on every sheet. The other class (think was the first) had the first bad experience: papers were torn at the top to indicate that the paper can't be used again and needs to retrace*

*somehow the whole class esp. Ginette cracked their heads on this. Osama? The eyeless girl? I'm not sure why but at least I contributed a laugh!

Or, we all laughed at each others work eventually*

  *Killed me. The grid was correct with images and all, and all I didn't put was margin lines which I thought ws unecessary cos it wasn't words. Speechless. All over again...*

*SEE THAT, I did it but 95% on penmanship I would confess. Didn't know that images were only 'X'ed are accepted. Guh. All that drawing.*

*The next project was to re-arrange 4 pages (in the brief it stated 3 so an extra 1 here!) and within the same grid pre-drawn, we can cut and shape anyway we like as long as it fits the grid. My fave's that on the right!*

Right now, it's illustratorrrrrr motorrrr runninggg and waiting for Kate to send in the airbrushed polished images and Ilana for magazine specifications for styling!!


(F) r o c k O U T .

Underaged but optimistic,
trying to dress but not frugalistic;
victimized by the chains, how they shine
slithering threats from underneath the line
zipped tucked buckled armed.

It's not my fault it's held in ZOUK. All I wanted was to view at the clothes as I'm an anonymous patron of indie designers, BLACKMARKET in Singapore is one of the stockists to scourge all designers alike which I loike very mucch.

I have to say I loathe myself here. However I adore what I've pulled through for this night which didn't help with my face factor (on the bright side, the checker knows I'm underage! For a second I do feel glad that I LOOK LIKE MY AGE. But then again I think it's because I dramatized that I didn't bring any ID that has my birth date.)

So, it ended one hour with not being able to go in and feeling unconditionally dejected,
Ika and I gravely walked out from the hotspot and took this shot on the way.

I'd rather have stayed home if it weren't for Joyce (erhm) and her tempting texts for me to come.
I'd rather have done 100x karaoke-ing with SHINee so by the next day I could sing without looking at the lyrics anymore when I wake up, when someone calls and when I re-watch the video;
and 'two butterflies (둘 나비아: Key and G-D's MV!)' I love.


Earlier in the week, every Tuesday would be the D-day. Dress day. Dress up day. Styling class at 9 freaking AM and there's a demand to dress up. And us students are the supply to increase even higher demand. If not, the sales report aka. the formative feedback would have a red warning to do something about that DEMAND!

there are more hilarious shots which I'm going to update later after I get it ASAP from my friend!

All of these snaps are surprisingly concurrently for

Back to Illustrator and Photoshopping.
My eyes are @_@ now.