Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Six. Postcard project - Jobless chick.

Six. Postcard project - Jobless chick.

The initial title of the sixth theme was target.
For me, targets are like rules; they are to break and to be failed to meet.
Failing to meet targets and breaking rules are like making wrong decisions and create good stories.
I have been a 50/50 rebel in my life.
I would respect rules and breaking them at the same time. I am my nice monkey suit putting a smile on and highlight the back of my hair green. I would devote in my stable job 200% and fly across the Atlantic to London for more potential opportunities the next day.

I was still with Harrods when I was working on the title of target.
My target for that month was 90k and I made an illustration plan of how I met my target. I have even over-archieved it. (yay!)
However my partners weren't able to meet their target of coming up with something for this title due to a lot of reasons. Anyways, here you go this is my plan:
Moleskin: Harrods target

I quit my job after meeting my targetss, and designing a postcard project with my friend Nicole.
The idea is similar, discussing a topic and deliver it with postcard. We hope it could be delivered worldwide!

Being jobless and as a chick is what relate us together, disregarding the geographical connection.
Here is the jobless message I sent to Nicole from London:

Starlight, look at us shine. (Acrylic, ink and masking tape on postcard)
Some old work of mine that has a connection with my postcard.
Individual identity sketches (Cleaning cloth, washing power, acrylic and glue on canvas)
Individual identity sketch (Chalk and acrylic and black paper)

Although still jobless, I'm still very looking forward to the future. It is like exploring and touching the unmapped world, and I enjoy doing this.
Working as 2 unpaid interns at a time allows me to meet more interesting people and explore the never-been-seen London, learning and brushing up my skills too. Hmmm I think I have a new idea on what to reply Nicole ;)))



CKL
Oct 30 '13

Sunday, 30 June 2013

Five. Cherry Blossom.

Five. Cherry Blossom.
It's spring.
Sun shines balmly, birds starts to chirp, cherry blossom flourished.
The melody of "Bom bom bom" (Cherry blossom in Korean) by Roy Kim waltzing in my flat on a Sunday morning brings back my memory with my very first boyfriend.

It was an unforgettable movie-like love experience which every girl would have dreamt of.
The dance at the ball. The late night chit-chats. The guitar he played. The constant run-intos pulled by the strings of destiny. The first kiss by the shore. The handmade bracelets. The songs he performed for me. The night journeys home. The anniversary phone calls surprise. The birthday candles surprise. And of course, the first break-up...
"我地係咪好襯呢?? 但既然當初因為一啲workout唔到/冇試過workout嘅問題而分開,, 縱使事隔多年,, 你有你的轉變我也有我的堅持. 復合也只是徒然. 啦" - Aug 24 '11.


Friends around me thought we would last long, and so did I. The 2 years of fantastical and dreamy relationship with him was so magical that our unexpected not happily ever after was quite a shock to me. How could one turn his back against you when he vowed his eternal love to you just 12 hours ago. It was then I started to lose faith in relationships. Words are just words pouring out from your mouth without trepassing your brain nor heart. "What are words worth?"

It was a blessing that my next boyfriend was patience enough to use more than a year to help me overcame this very trust issue of mine. I started to develop a concrete relationship with this high level of bank of trust with him for another 4 and a half years.

Every since then, my journey of love relationships have been like a roller coaster. I am starting to get immune with heart breakings and still carry a positive attitude towards relationships:

落紅不是無情物,化作春泥更護花”
龔自珍《已亥雜詩》
流水很清楚 惜花這個責任
真的身份不過送運
這趟旅行若算開心
亦是無負這一生
水點 蒸發變做白雲
花瓣 飄落下游生根
淡淡交會過 各不留下印
但是經歷過 最溫柔共震"
﹣ Eason Chan 落花流水 

As long as we had a good time, I will forever lock the wonderful memories we shared in the safe of my heart.
"祝我幸福快樂. 我愛過每一個 請保佑我:3"

My artwork
Cherry blossom (Oil painting, pencil on canvas)
To my beloved boys (Acrylic, marker on disposable palette)

My Cherry Blossom playlist
1. Bom Bom Bom (Spring) by Roy Kim
2. 落花流水 by Eason Chan
3. 給我愛過的男孩們 by Cass Pang 


CKL
June 30 '13

A side fact: I actually moved on from my first break-up within one night. No joke. The musical by HOCC suggested to me that you may now hold onto the memory and habit with one tight, but a week later, you may forget one's smell; a month later, you may forget one's number; a year later, you may just barely remember one's horoscope or even face. It has inspired me at that time that: I had a wonderful 2 years with this prince charming, why shall I waste any second of my life mourning the fact that he does not love me now when there are so many 2 years ahead of me? The possibility of sharing and embracing many more amazing 2 years with other boys/gents kept my hopes high and march on.

Cherry blossom not in this cultural desert

Cherry blossom not in this cultural desert.
Gloria Ng

Saturday, 25 May 2013

Four. Lost.

Four. Lost.
I am twenty-four, going on twenty-five.
I quitted my job in Hong Kong, arriving London.
I was a set designer, now a job hunter.
I was on my own in this journey, met a few companions but now I'm back on the road again.

What do I really want?
What am I doing here?



Scottish Molly Sweeny had limited eyesight throughout her entire life until she met Mr. Rice whom allowed her to regain her eyesight but she has eventually lost it due to mental reasons. A typical scenario of lost and found and lost. Is it truly important that you have to "found" something you have lost? Wouldn't it at times better if you just allow it to be lost forever? No worries of it to be found nor to handle the found situation.



Epic West to East Coast bike-ride 21-year-old Leo has just completed a route he aimed to finish - "To finish what he started", thou marred by tragedy on route. Growing up with growing responsibilities whilst growing old with his 91-year-old communist grandma in New York defined his new set of direction in life.



and I hope I have found what I want. 
If you have lost track of what I said, don't worry, just follow the yellow brick road.

















My playlist:
1) The Pretty Reckless - Nothing Left to Lose
2) Calvin Harris - I Need Your Love (feat. Ellie Goulding)
3) Botvik - Epilepsy
4) Les Miserables - On My Own



My work:

Girl with two boobs.
I am not okay.


CKL
May 25 '13.

LOST.

Lost- in the unique tranquility
Taken in Hvar, August 2012
Gloria Ng

Monday, 4 June 2012

GOLD DIGGER

First of all, I chose this particular topic as this month's basis because as soon as I left my student life and enter this cruel, harsh world of real life, I accidentally find myself surrounded by a bunch of 'gold diggers'. And they have given me a mixed feeling.


Gold digger. Definition (urban-dictionary) = Someone who sticks on to another person(s) only for his/her money.


In MY dictionary = socially-useless, low self-esteem, sexual skanks who would fuck, suck any he, she or it for some cha-ching, cha-ching, some bling-bling, some dollar-dollar.


So what makes someone a gold digger? I believe, and this is 100% based on my instincts & observation and absolutely 100% 0 statistics or bar-chart-diagrams supported, that these bitches do these mainly because of their insecurity and lack of confidence in themselves and well, just pure laziness. 
Theory 1) Not that they do not believe they have confidence or the power, it's just that they do not believe they can make enough money to support the lifestyle.
Theory 2) Just lazy. Pure. Lazy. Why work your ass off, kill your brain and earn ank's fees when you can gain shit loads from doing jack shit? I mean literally, jack someone's shit off! 


Whichever the theories, gold diggers are surprisingly shallow-minded when it comes to money but surprisingly deep when it comes to their wallets (& throats... if you get what I mean *wink wink*)


I have huge admiration to those who become gold diggers and I pity them too. It takes a lot of luck, a lot of research, a lot of patience, and frankly, a lot of sex too to become a gold digger. If only, I can do more research, more patience, more self-pity, I guess I would jump right off to the next rich guy or lady and fuck the stinking $$$$$$ out of them! 

All bullshit aside, if you have any self-respect, self-esteem, self-confidence, self-loving, I do hope you will not go on being a gold digger. Not that one is not allowed to love a rich man and be automatically categorized as gold digger, just do not love a someone because he/she is rich. Love them despite they are rich.



Hi-ho (Snow White) lyrics


We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in a mine the whole day through
To dig dig dig dig dig dig dig is what we like to do

It ain't no trick
To get rich quick
If you dig dig dig 
With a shovel or a pick
In a mine (In a mine)
In a mine (In a mine)

Where a million diamonds
Shine

We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig from early morn to night
We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig up everything in sight

We dig up diamonds 
By the score
A thousand rubies
Sometimes more
We don't know what we dig them for
We dig dig digga dig dig

(musical intro)

Hi ho!
Hi ho!
Hi ho! Hi ho! Hi ho!

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's home from work we go
(whistles)
Hi ho, Hi ho, Hi ho

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's home from work we go
(whistles)
Hi ho, Hi ho
(more whistles)

Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hum

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's home from work we go
(whistles)
Hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho 

Thursday, 31 May 2012

Three. Goldigger.

Three. Goldigger.

Money. Materialistic. Brandism. Plastic. Long Legs. Big Boobies. Trade. NO WORK or more work on visual maintenance?
Everything has a price tag, their target do and so do themselves. &who said a goldigger must be a woman? Guys whom depend on their partners/parents and not being aggressive in improving themselves are goldiggers, digging the fruits their families and friends achieved.

My interpretation of Goldigger.

My References:
"Chickenweeds (Flower Series), 2010" - Alfredo & Isabel Aquilizan

"Chickenweeds (Flower Series), 2010" - Alfredo & Isabel Aquilizan

"Chickenweeds (Flower Series), 2010" - Alfredo & Isabel Aquilizan

"Bette Davis (from Pictures of Diamonds, 2004)" - Vik Muniz

"King of Queens, 2012" - Rashaad Newsome


My song playlist:
1. "Price Tag" - Jessie J
2. "I like that" - Richard Vission


My work:

CKL
May31 '12