Life As We Know It
This is my English blog, to share my photo essays and simple random thoughts. In fact, it's a mélange of what I love and what I learn(t)...

Made in China, Manufactured in Hong Kong, Undergone quality-control around the world. Securely Rootless. Learning to be a better mankind.

I am happy most of the time. To me, Life is about people and Spontaneity concludes everything.

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30-04-2012

I thought it has vanished frombthe market. Yet in a grocery shop from a wet market in fanling, it found me.

I still remember that in my primary school, a fat boy always drank it.

There are times when you drink certain drink eat certain food, not because you need them or like them, but rather for the sake of nostalgic indulgence.

I thought it has vanished frombthe market. Yet in a grocery shop from a wet market in fanling, it found me.

I still remember that in my primary school, a fat boy always drank it.

There are times when you drink certain drink eat certain food, not because you need them or like them, but rather for the sake of nostalgic indulgence.

    18-04-2012

    I was sitting on the branch While waiting for the train to arrive. A lady in her late 50s stepped out the the train from the opposite direction.

She is short, wearing water-proof boots. She carried a pink reusable bag.

She took out a small notebook from her clutch bag, flipping through the pages. It was her tiny phonebook. After few minutes, she got it. Then took out a mobile phone that seemed to be the first generation of nokia phone. It emitted sounds as she dialed.

For no reason, my heart ached. Because of the guilt stemming from squandering money ? The shame on my materialstic persuit? I dont know.

    I was sitting on the branch While waiting for the train to arrive. A lady in her late 50s stepped out the the train from the opposite direction.

    She is short, wearing water-proof boots. She carried a pink reusable bag.

    She took out a small notebook from her clutch bag, flipping through the pages. It was her tiny phonebook. After few minutes, she got it. Then took out a mobile phone that seemed to be the first generation of nokia phone. It emitted sounds as she dialed.

    For no reason, my heart ached. Because of the guilt stemming from squandering money ? The shame on my materialstic persuit? I dont know.

      17-04-2012

      Hong Kong Suburb
        Reblogged from nmatv on 06-04-2012

        haha, this is hilarious. What a creativity !!!

        nmatv:

        Female pandas only ovulate ONCE a year?? With ONLY a 36 hour window to conceive?? No pressure male stud pandas!! No pressure….

          06-04-2012

          The day when u feel down  (Taken with instagram)

          The day when u feel down (Taken with instagram)

            04-04-2012

            Walking along the Nathan Road n trailing along the light rail line. Farewell with two friends. Sitting on the upper deck of thr bus, looking outside, a tinge of gloominess set in.

            Walking along the Nathan Road n trailing along the light rail line. Farewell with two friends. Sitting on the upper deck of thr bus, looking outside, a tinge of gloominess set in.

              28-03-2012

              "You can’t make any decisions because you don’t know what you want. And you don’t know what you want because you don’t know who you are. And you don’t know who you are because you’re allowed to be anyone you want. How messed up is that?"
              -
              Welcome to Your Quarterlife Crisis
                27-03-2012

                "When I asked her how much of what she studied did she actually use in her career, she said that it wasn’t the academic knowledge she gained that counted. It was the values and the change in outlook on life that counted, and that has been priceless."
                - Doris Leung, Diamond Cab founder 
                  Reblogged from artchipel on 26-03-2012

                  artchipel:

Tumblr Monday 52
Alice Brasser (b.1965, Netherlands) - Boys. Oil on canvas, 150 x 130 cm (2010/2011)
Great thanks to artandopinion for this Monday to introduce one of her favorite contemporary artist, Alice Brasser. There is no lack of images in Brasser’s head. Her oeuvre forms an impressive and diverse collection of stills and scenes taken from stories. What the stories tell is not always clear. And they don’t have to be. She does not want them to be. Sometimes, the title gives a hint. Sometimes the space gives an indication. In another work, it is the posture of the people that draws your attention. Often, the artist only stimulates the observer’s curiosity and then leaves the rest to his or her imagination. (cf. That image in my head, text by Rob Perrée)
[more Alice Brasser | Tumblr Monday with artandopinion]

Dreamy

                  artchipel:

                  Tumblr Monday 52

                  Alice Brasser (b.1965, Netherlands) - Boys. Oil on canvas, 150 x 130 cm (2010/2011)

                  Great thanks to artandopinion for this Monday to introduce one of her favorite contemporary artist, Alice Brasser. There is no lack of images in Brasser’s head. Her oeuvre forms an impressive and diverse collection of stills and scenes taken from stories. What the stories tell is not always clear. And they don’t have to be. She does not want them to be. Sometimes, the title gives a hint. Sometimes the space gives an indication. In another work, it is the posture of the people that draws your attention. Often, the artist only stimulates the observer’s curiosity and then leaves the rest to his or her imagination. (cf. That image in my head, text by Rob Perrée)

                  [more Alice Brasser | Tumblr Monday with artandopinion]

                  Dreamy

                    26-03-2012

                    Two is better than one.

                    Two is better than one.

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