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.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 09, 2009
"Junkie's" New Find
Even though I pride myself for being a "junkie", I rarely pick up stuff from a junk pile. I would normally pay for them, like buy them off a flea market stall when I travel. But this crate was an exception; I actually picked it up from a building next to my office. See how friendly it is sitting beside everything else in the room? photos by mian
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Monday, December 29, 2008
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.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
My Favorite Children's Book Illustrators



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.

Saturday, December 13, 2008
The Dreamers and Their Heroes

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
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
What A Smurf
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
I'm never a foodie but I think I had one of the most enjoyable dinners this evening with a few old friends (Choor, Gary, Alfie and Andrew) whom I've always felt very comfortable with though we hardly have the time to hang out. It was nice chatting about our days in fashion though I'm obviously less involved and informed these days about what's happening in the industry. The bitching is less now that we're all "grown up" but the fun is still there.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
First
Tried something interesting for the first time last Monday. Something I never thought I would ever do in my whole life. But it was a nice experience.
Friday, June 13, 2008
New Display
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
This animation story is the reason for the title of this blog.
Welcome to 69th, where big-hearted and quirky characters nurse their private hopes in an unpredictable story. Some dreams are kept secret while others are made real with the help of unexpected heroes. Stripe thinks she has a simple ambition - that is, to be the world’s first flying-contortionist. She dreams about it all day. Her poor neighbors just don’t know what to do with her. Her antics are constantly keeping them on their toes. She is, in their eyes, a quintessential dreamer. Yet, Stripe’s idiosyncratic personality belies a determined soul who dares to follow her dream. Her biggest asset is her fearlessness which she puts to the test everyday with her somewhat clumsily-devised experiments and the help of a street bum, named Mr Vizwell, who stands by her while others fear for her.
“I dream, therefore I fly”, says Stripe.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Letter From New York
From my favorite book, "Letter From New York", by Helene Hanff (it is really a BBC radio talkshow, about her life in New York, compiled into a book):
1981 January
My friend Arlene is not a dog lover. Which is the least of the differences that makes us the world's unlikeliest best friends. To begin with, she's twenty years younger than I. To continue, she's been twice married and divorced, while I've been single all my life.
Like me, she presently lives alone. But I live alone in a studio apartment, consisting of a living room with functional modern furniture, and small alcove for my desk, typewriter table and bookshelves. And Arlene lives alone in an eight-room penthouse, with a bedroom suitably decorated for Marie Antoinette, and a living room positively alive with silver and china ornaments and glittering chandeliers.
To round out the picture, I am plain and mousy, while Arlene is black-haired, flamboyantly beautiful and the last word in high-fashion chic. But we're the same size. And since Arlene wouldn't dream of wearing the same wardrobe two years running, she gives me her designer suits at the end of each year and I wear them for the next eight. "
May
A couple of years ago, just before I was to leave for London, I came home one afternoon to find the phone ringing. I answered it, and Arlene said, 'Where were you all day? I've been trying to get you.' 'I was downtown buying a raincoat for London,' I said.
And her voice came wailing over the wire, 'Why didn't you tell me you needed a raincoat? I have raincoats!'
'I just thought it would be nice,' I told her, 'if I bought something I needed, for a change!'
Would you like to know what she said in a disapproving tone? With thousands of dollars' worth of clothes she'd barely worn, hanging in my closet? She said, ' You're extravagant.'
1981 January
My friend Arlene is not a dog lover. Which is the least of the differences that makes us the world's unlikeliest best friends. To begin with, she's twenty years younger than I. To continue, she's been twice married and divorced, while I've been single all my life.
Like me, she presently lives alone. But I live alone in a studio apartment, consisting of a living room with functional modern furniture, and small alcove for my desk, typewriter table and bookshelves. And Arlene lives alone in an eight-room penthouse, with a bedroom suitably decorated for Marie Antoinette, and a living room positively alive with silver and china ornaments and glittering chandeliers.
To round out the picture, I am plain and mousy, while Arlene is black-haired, flamboyantly beautiful and the last word in high-fashion chic. But we're the same size. And since Arlene wouldn't dream of wearing the same wardrobe two years running, she gives me her designer suits at the end of each year and I wear them for the next eight. "
May
A couple of years ago, just before I was to leave for London, I came home one afternoon to find the phone ringing. I answered it, and Arlene said, 'Where were you all day? I've been trying to get you.' 'I was downtown buying a raincoat for London,' I said.
And her voice came wailing over the wire, 'Why didn't you tell me you needed a raincoat? I have raincoats!'
'I just thought it would be nice,' I told her, 'if I bought something I needed, for a change!'
Would you like to know what she said in a disapproving tone? With thousands of dollars' worth of clothes she'd barely worn, hanging in my closet? She said, ' You're extravagant.'
Sunday, May 18, 2008
My Favorite Author
My all time favorite writer is Helene Hanff, and my most favorite book of hers has to be "Letter From New York". It's a simple and non-fancy book, the author feels like someone you know. Indeed, Helene Hanff writes like a friend, talking vivdly about the city she had lived all her life. I often find myself seeking comfort in her words and even imagine living in New York City, sitting on the steps of her apartment building with her and her neighbors' friendly dogs, talking about everything under the sun.
Helene Hanff made me love books and opened my mind to reading. Sadly, she passed away in 1997. However, thanks to her books, I remain comforted in this friend whom I have never met.
Helene Hanff made me love books and opened my mind to reading. Sadly, she passed away in 1997. However, thanks to her books, I remain comforted in this friend whom I have never met.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Why Is Something Nonedescript Attractive To Me?
We were filming So Simple in Tokyo. I also sat at the spot where Peifen is sitting in this picture. It was near the treehouse cafe featured in episode 7. The neighborhood was a very simple and quiet one, despite it being smack in the middle of the city. The buildings, all not more than 5 stories tall, were quietly leaning on one another, looking neighborly like old friends. The sprightly looking vending machines made passers-by stop in their tracks and take time to glance over the neighborhood as they waited for their drinks. As I sat there with a can of warm milk tea in my hand, I noticed nothing special nor nothing shouting for attention. Yet, in that state of nothingness, there was a strong feeling of peace that made me beauty that is introverted and unassumingly diginified.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Good Design Sense
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