Vagabondia.

“The world is Vagabondia
To him who is a vagabond”

Do we become vagabonds or are we ‘vagabond-ed’.
If home is where the heart is, where lies the heart of a vagabond?

Business.

Hello all, i know i have alot of shots that are overdue so this is me clearing my backlog. When i find more time i will try and put up some shots I got while walking among the dead.

52.5

52.6

52.7a

52.7b

53.7c

Dear all, please enjoy the photos for now, I’ll fill in the blanks in a day or two.

52.4 – Muddied Grace

Rubbish week of rubbish shooting. This is late.

Hated this picture because I could not capture the essence of the shot.
The flighty nature of the Beast did not help in any way.

Presenting 52.4

A week of being under.

*Grumble, grumble, grumblE, GRUMBLE*

S coughed IN MY FACE last Sunday. The unfortunate coincidence of having a sleep deprived immune system and that S is a bacteria incubating machine who I am genetically related to, resulted in the grand prize winner of being ill for a week. It was not a surprise the illness shared great similarities with S. Mildly annoying and highly persistent.

On to other news, The Super Ring Thief who stole a significant portion of my stash have been constantly taunting me over the phone. Slowly killing of each hostage Super Ring packet and updating me on how many survivors still remained.

No one kills my Super Ring subjects.
No one but me.
Watch out Super Ring Thief!

Alright people, no more nonsense. Here’s this week’s addition to P 52. I couldn’t decide which photo to use. Soooooo i’m gonna cheat and post two. I should seriously learn how to put in a poll thingy into the post and see which one you Pee 52 guys prefer.

Without further ado, we introduce you to:

52.3a

52.3a

and 52.3b

52.3b loooooooooooooor

I really couldn’t decide between the lovely colour in 52.3a that seemed to match what I’ve been putting up the past two weeks vs the story element in 52.3b which i like that 52.1 had. It is perplexing. As always would love to hear from you guys. And yes I shall hunt down you Pee 52ers and try to give my 2 cents.

My Host suggested that i should pry open my cold, dead and miserly fingers and contribute constructive comments to others if I want some too. How about some germs? Anyone wants some?

52.2

Argh…Running out of time to meet the midnight dateline!! I shall update with posts later but for the time being, please amuse yourself by staring at 52.2.

I will name it when i am bothered

I was arrested by the striking colours that Nature produces recently while attempting to discover Pearl’s Hill. This is one of the stone benches that surround the service reservoir on Pearl’s Hill. I’m not too sure if it’s moss, mould or muck. It reminds me of Super Rings. You will understand the reference later. As always please feel free to leave a comment or critique.

Simi Simi.

I’ve long been told that my timing is impeccable. There are days when this ability proves most inconvenient.

Like today.

I had no car.
I had to travel to Mars.
I was going to some cafe in Mars that had some nice food.

This Martian cafe (Happy Daze at Serangoon Gardens) was closed for renovations!!! It was not closed for a month nor was it closed for a week. It was closed for just one, impossibly accurate day. The 12th of January 2010 (Today). And they will happily resume business TOMORROW.

Oh! Woe is me.

Enough whinging. In other news, the project 52 group has gotten bigger! So far so good everyone’s posted up fascinating work. The futures look BRIGHT and PROMISING. For now.

Back from the Dead.

The past few days have felt like a whirlwind in a jar.

Saturday was spent meeting a family friend. Read as drinking like a fish.
Sunday on the other hand was a day of bumming and nua-ing with loved ones.
On monday W left for the Far, far north for another semester. The rest of it was spent helping Mother with miscellaneous preparations for the looming celebrations.  In conclusion to these things my body entered a 19hr sleep.

Some people at that point believed that I had entered the afterlife.

Now let me introduce my overdue inaugural project 52 shot. For now due to utter laziness and  lack of inspiration i will name this shot 52.1.

52.1 was shot at Keppel Island Singapore on January 8th 2010.

I chose this shot for its “story potential”. Please feel free to comment and critique if you’re into that kind of thing. If you want a looooonger arbitrary explanation of what “story potential” is, feel free to contact me.

Long Service Award.

Yesterday WAS a good day of shooting. The light was good, the area at Chin Swee was like a little treasure trove of pictures to be discovered. I HAD a bumper crop of new photos. All until 7:10pm when my CF card of 5 yrs decided to retire on me. Everything save 3 shots were subjected to the “Go to Hell” card. “Go straight to Hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 photos”

I was tempted to give my CF card the golden handshake it deserved – with a hammer – but decided on grounds of sentimentality to present it with this Long Service Award and give it a second chance; read as I am too poor to get another card.

Hopefully today will be a better day for KEEPING shots.

Jolene is it still raining where you are..

Where am i?

After spending 128342 hrs going through 74327 pages of themes and playing around with widgets, this blog is now almost barely crawling, almost. Not looking at code for the better half of a decade makes one feel like AN retard, who has never seen his reflection, in a house of mirrors. Mars suddenly look nearer than the bottom line of code. I feel like a friggin caveman.

Pfffft. Whinging aside.. a new year, a new blog and a new photo project.

Stay tuned to the desperate pathetic attempts of yours truly at photo taking and blogging. No, not photography. Photography is for people who make photos an art form.

I just take photos.