Major Crush

I have this huge fascination for Japanese urban landscape. The way the cables hung unruly from pole to pole against the blue sky and meshed perfectly with those smaller buildings, that certain orderliness in the midst of all the juxtaposition somehow relates to my own personality. I enjoy having a lot of little things around me, yet I cannot tolerate mess. So I spend a lot of time tidying and organising, but always making sure I do not lose my personal style. It's comforting that the things I bring together seem to get on pretty well with one another. Like long-lost friends.

Japanese Urban Landscape

My Most Favorite Voice - Eva Cassidy

There is a nice little place in Paris which houses my France memories and it's called Maisons-Alfort Alfortville. Where my good friend, Alison's apartment is. For one precious week of my life in Paris, I got to stay in that cute and cosy place. All because Alsion had been so lovingly generous. I can still smell the air and feel the warmth of the sun about the apartment as I write. It may be a little out of the way from the city centre but it feels totally comfortable.

I remember the last day I was in Paris, I'd spent most of it walking around the neighborhood in the rain. It was quiet and peaceful, with friendly little shops at every corner. And I also remember wishing I could live in a neighborhood like this for the rest of my life.

Somewhere in a book I read this quote : "Blogger: someone with nothing to say writing for someone with nothing to do." I thought that was funny, and rather true sometimes.

"Times of Your Life" by Paul Anka

Good morning, yesterday

You wake up and time has slipped away

And suddenly it's hard to find

The memories you left behind

Remember, do you remember

The laughter and the tears

The shadows of misty yesteryears

The good times and the bad you've seen

And all the others in between

Remember, do you remember

The times of your life (do you remember)

Reach back for the joy and the sorrow

Put them away in your mind

The mem'ries are time that you borrow

To spend when you get to tomorrow

Here comes the setting sun

The seasons are passing one by one

So gather moments while you may

Collect the dreams you dream today

Remember, will you remember

The times of your life

"Feeling is the language of the soul. If you want to know what's true for you about something, look to how you're feeling about it. Feelings are sometimes difficult to discover - and often even more difficult to acknowledge. Yet hidden in your deepest feelings is your highest truth.

Words are really the least effective communicator. They are most open to misinterpretation, most often misunderstood. And why is that? It is because of what words are. Words are merely utterances: noises that stand for feelings, thoughts and experience. They are symbols. Signs. Insights. They are not truth. They are not the real thing.

Words may help you understand something. Experience allows you to know. Yet there are some things you cannot experience. So you are given other tools of knowing. And they are called feelings. So too, thoughts.

Your experience and your feelings about a thing represent what you factually and intuitively know about that thing. Words can only seek to symbolize what you know, and can often confuse what you know.

Listen to your feelings. Listen to your highest thoughts. Listen to your experience. Whenever any one of these differ from what you've been told by your teachers, or read in your books, forget the words. Words are the least reliable purveyor of truth."

What Is Hope?

When my nephew Elliot was 5, I asked him what hope was, he answered : "Something you don't have?" He wasn't being philosophical. Probably Elliot was just thinking every time he was hoping, he wanted something he didn't have.

Rose

Rose, originally uploaded by ClydeHouse.

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24, originally uploaded by Greg&Lindsey.

Paris, Shakespeare&Co

Paris, Shakespeare&Co, originally uploaded by overthemoon.

A unique book shopping experience. Shakespeare and Company, located in Paris' Left Bank, is both a bookstore and a reading library specializing in English-language literature. The original bookstore was located at 12 rue de l'Odéon and was often visited by artists of such as Ernest Hemmingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, Man Ray and James Joyce. The current owner, George Whitman, has been inviting people to live in his shop. There are now 13 beds among the books, and all he asks is that you make your bed in the morning, help out in the shop, and read a book a day. Also, if you happened to buy a book, you have to remember to get it stamped with the trademark Shakespeare & Co. stamp.

A Unforgettable Experience

While we were making So Simple, we met many motivating people and were told many inspirational stories. And we felt we owed it to the audience to bring across that great experience we were privileged to have. Hence a So Simple 2 which earned itself a nomination for Asia Television Award 2008, and most recently, Best Host in Star Awards 2009 for Peifen.

Memories of London are often close to my heart and I hope to revisit 'em someday. I heard the unique Pollock's Toy Museum (picture) isn't there anymore, and neither is the Cabaret's Museum, which used to be at Covent Garden. But I believe London still remains the city of effortless good taste. And perhaps, somewhere in the life before this, I had also been there and loved it. 1997 photo by mian

A colleague of mine who recently toured Europe bought me these cute little things from a museum in Prague. They are actually variations of one famous cartoon character called The Mole (or Krteček), created in the 50's by Czech animator, Zdeněk Miler. I'm grateful to my colleague who has introduced me to this great illustrator.

The lesser something shouts for attention, the more I am inclined to notice and grow fond of it. I think it's the same with people. I have very low tolerance for people who are trying very hard to prove they are attractive when that is obviously not the case, or when they are endlessly griping about how dejected they feel when the fact is they do have friends and lead a comfortable life. These "whine" and dine type are very unattractive (to me).

"Junkie's" New Find

I rarely pick up stuff from a junk pile, even though I pride myself for being a "junkie". I normally pay for them, as in I buy those stuff from flea-markets. But this so cute crate, which happened to be lying beside a huge pile of discarded cartons and boxes outside a building near my office, I couldn't resist. I just pray it is devoid of germs. See how friendly it is sitting beside everything else in the room? photos by mian

Still A "Junkie"

Guess I'll never ever stop being a "junkie". Even more impossible so when close friends are helping to feed my addiction. There's this particular one who is the most guilty. Maybe someday we'll end up being "accomplice" in some junkie business. all photos by mian

Another New Toy

Something red and cheerful to brighten up the new year! This heavy wooden London bus reminds me of a sprightly old man, longstanding and ever so charming. A gift from a dear friend.

Stripe on 69th, finally.

I'm finally able to put up the animation to share with everyone who's interested. "Stripe on 69th" took almost 10 months to conceive and produce even though it is only 7 minute in length. Having watched it like a hundred times myself, I still like it and believe in it, even though there is plenty of room to make it better.

please do bear with the quality as the clip has to be seriously compressed in order to fit into youtube.

Stripe on 69th (animation short)

A very charming book about tea I picked up from a bookstore in Tokyo.

Little Stories of Nonsense

Indulgence

The Storybook

The Stamps

The Mess

It all started with an itchy pair of hands. So I bought some erasers since I couldn't find big slabs of rubber. And a good pen knife. And, of course, some ideas what I wanted to carve.

It's Small, yet "BIG"!

The shelf is really quite petit. Yet it's so poetically and emotionally charming.

Endless Happy Clutter

I keep adding things to this shelf. The more cluttered it looks, the happier I am looking at it.

My Favorite Children's Book Illustrators

Ali Mitgutsch, German illustrator. I've only just gotten "acquainted" with this artist after I chanced upon this book(published in 70's). I'll research more about him. His documentation of the everyday life in a raw and easy style was the first thing that caught my eye. I cannot resist illustrations that are full of details yet seem effortless.

Miroslav Sasek (popularly known as M Sasek), Czech illustrator, whose "This Is..." series of travel books captured not only the minds of children in the 60's, but also the hearts of many adults. His work is refine, sophisticated and filled with details and essence of every city he painted.


The postcard above, showing characters of a tv crew, are illustrations by French artist, Alain Gree. Very simple lines and equally effortless looking drawings, yet they make you fall in love instantly. The red book belongs in a Little Golden Book Classic series. I don't know if the artist, Margaret Wise Brown, is famous but I like the everyday context so I bought the book. The character on the right, Mr Callaway, from a classic stop-motion animation series "CamberwicK Green" is a figurine I picked up from Bath (UK) more 10 years ago. He's been a great companion since.

Jean-Jacques Sempe, is a famous French cartoonist who is born in the 30's. Like the other artists, he loves to record the everyday life with his drawings, except they are more satirical and witty. In other words, adults are the target of his humor, even though his famous series "Le Petit Nicholas" is children literature. Both books shown here are gifts from a very dear friend who knows I'm a fan. There was a note that came with the journal (right) : "I enjoy the feeling of it finding me, after all the effort I put in to find it." She meant to give me this journal when she first set out to look for a Sempe book for me. But after failing to track it down, she bought "A Little Bit of Paris" (left) in place of it. A year later, when she was in a bookstore in Taipei, this journal-book, the one and only copy left, called out to her from a hidden corner. Hence her poetic note.

The Dreamers and Their Heroes

Stripe on 69th - the animation that gave me the reason to meet so many nice and talented people and also the chance to visit France for the first time. It's a great effort by a very wonderful team - the Tiny Island-ers. They are the unsung heroes that helped transformed my drawings (seen here) to animated characters that could talk, fly and dream.

My friend made me this nice Victorian sponge cake which came with a sweet message that said:"... if only you could eat it with a cup of warm milk tea in a cafe on a rainy day in Tokyo. "

Rare Finds

It's a pity this metal calendar is not made

of stainless steel but it's still very cool to keep.

Friendly-looking measuring spoons

I also gave a set to my dear friend who loves to bake.

I picked up this tea book from Kurrku in Tokyo.

This plastic envelope is also from the same bookstore.

My friends gave me these. They are both from Tokyo.

These small little things inspire me in a subtle way. They don't necessarily immediately translate into something I do; they just sit in corners of my deepest thoughts and quietly nurture them. Which eventually affect the things I do and the way I do them
all photos by Mian

Spookily Cute!

This one's a lil spooky yet its tiny body in a matchbox also makes it very adorable.