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Sometimes it just feels a little tiring
and sad
and I just wish somehow it all wouldn’t matter at all.

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The light midnight rain that brushes against the window panes
is calming
in a way that reminds me of the cold sake we drank in the little udon shop in Paris.

Perspectives

[The flower girls climbing up the stairs of the chateau.]

The beginning of the end or the end of the beginning. I finally feel released! Can’t believe I’m done with school yet again.

Everything Is Hanging

[Cos shop display in Paris.]

The story of patience during seasons of transition means I have to learn to not be too excitable. Everything is in limbo: final presentation at our conference, degree shows, finding the right job, moving house in London and in Singapore, and it goes on. 人生有来有往；拿得起也就应该可以放得下。

凡 事 都 有 定 期 ， 天 下 萬 務 都 有 定 時 。生 有 時 ， 死 有 時 ； 栽 種 有 時 ， 拔 出 所 栽 種 的 也 有 時 ；殺 戮 有 時 ， 醫 治 有 時 ； 拆 毀 有 時 ， 建 造 有 時 ；哭 有 時 ， 笑 有 時 ； 哀 慟 有 時 ， 跳 舞 有 時 ；拋 擲 石 頭 有 時 ， 堆 聚 石 頭 有 時 ； 懷 抱 有 時 ， 不 懷 抱 有 時 ；尋 找 有 時 ， 失 落 有 時 ； 保 守 有 時 ， 捨 棄 有 時 ；撕 裂 有 時 ， 縫 補 有 時 ； 靜 默 有 時 ， 言 語 有 時 ；喜 愛 有 時 ， 恨 惡 有 時 ； 爭 戰 有 時 ， 和 好 有 時 。

Colour Up

[Walked past a store with this yummy refracted colour light in Paris on Sunday.]

A French Affair

[Jerome, the Singaporean-French groom, was unsuspectingly lifted up into the air by his buddies.]

I’ve just returned from Paris where I was shooting a wild wedding together with Bernard of Avenue 8. It was an amazing weekend!

French Bridge Musicians

[Jazz trio playing in the middle of the road on a blocked-off bridge over the River Seine in Paris.]

Live a little, dream a little. Do the things they might belittle.

I Wish Everyone Was Not Busy

[Crossing the bridge from the Notre Dame side over to the other side in Paris.]

When Autumn Leaves Start To Fall

[Secret garden on the oriental inspired wall at Laduree.]

Three days in Singapore in a rush, and I’m off to Brisbane soon. 回家的感觉真好。Will be back to catch up with everyone properly when I’m back. Life is so sweet and much more appreciated after being away for almost a year. Staying in my new house here for the first time too. All these new+old+fresh+familiar feelings make my heart dance.

Barbie Foot

[Saw this Barbie Foot at Colette in Paris. Found out only after that when I returned to London that it was on display there for a week only. Maybe they could do an automated Transformers Foot.]

Beauty Up And Down

[Looking at the same lamp post in Paris from an upward view and a downward view.]

When you have a wholesome view in life, it’s easy to see beauty from all angles, be it the real thing or the shadows. Hurt people hurt people but those who know they are loved much, will also love much. Those who know much grace has been given to them, will also be gracious towards others.

What Is Not My Point Of View?

ι On the other side of the same thing

[In one of the Paris underground Metros, waiting for the train to arrive.]

Got an essay to write that’s due next Monday. It’s a literature review so I’m not supposed to give my point of view at all. I am going to be writing about disruptive innovation. It feels slightly strange to not be able to give my view/opinions after doing that for various academic pieces in the last few years. But yes, doing things differently or doing something “new” is always interesting and changes perspectives. I think not giving my point of view is going to change my point of view.

With Arms Wide Open

ι A part of me

[In Paris in the last week of December 2008, whilst taking a lazy morning stroll by the River Seine with my mum.]