Finally ...

Another part of the on-going story on faithlessness.

It can be found here.

Slashy

This video is a product of awesome editing to tell a wholly new story.

When you're in prison ...

Let's hope none of us ever had to put on the orange jumpsuit, yeah? Or whatever the local equivalent is.

However, exceptions can be made when your cellmates are this pretty. Maybe.

But what is the likelihood of that? Better to stay on the right side of the law, neh?

Gothic nightmare

Lovely sounds to disturbing imagery, no?

Be afraid.

Be very afraid.

Stuxnet: Anatomy of a Computer Virus from Patrick Clair on Vimeo.

But you gotta admit, this is super cool.

Indispensible ...

... is this diagnostic tool to most modern doctors. The CT scan (X-ray computed tomography), or more affectionately referred to as the Cat Scan, became more widely known to the general television watching population, thanks to drama series such as ER, General Hospital and most popularly, House.

I wouldn't be surprised to hear if there are people (hypochondriacs, most likely) who insist on having their aches and pains examined using the Cat Scan in order to rule out major problems. Of course if they know how much it really costs (ask your local friendly hospital services marketing personnel!), they may swallow their indignance and ask if blood tests (some of which may cost nearly as much) are sufficient.

However, in the interest of levity and fun, I invite you to visit the Cat Scan site  for more of gems like the following:

Don't take it lying down, girl!

When I saw this picture:

I thought of this song:



which was featured in the Quentin Tarantino movie, Death Proof. I love April March's music style; I was surprised that she's actually a contemporary artist and not one from the swinging 60's.

For those ladies who want to warn their man who has a wandering eye (and other body parts) tendency, send him this song.

*grin*

Lyrics under cut.

Emo Star Wars?

I knew that Luke was an angsty dude, but the droids too?

You sure learn something new every day.

But I do wonder: Do emo droids cut themselves too? Do they sever a hydraulic line, power back up supply, what? *ponders*

Genius courtesy of paperbeatsscissors.

Giving "The Talk" to kids ...

... is fraught with danger and rife with embarrassment. Being a superhero does not help.

Stolen from here.

Sometimes love just ain't enough

Really. Especially when you have diverging ideologies.

I discovered this guy courtesy of Manolo for the Big Girl; the awesome ladies of wit and style.

Go to his website for more dark hilarity.

Days you hate to re-live

Geek humour

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Nerd and proud of it. *grin*

I'll watch American Idol if ...

... this is true.


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Biar mati anak, jangan mati adat?

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I'm pretty sure there are better ways to get an adrenaline rush.

Wax and Dye

In May, I had the privilege of perusing an exhibition showcasing the best of Teng's work at the National Art Gallery. Datuk Chuah Thean Teng was a batik painter, a technique adapted from the Nusantara artform of applying wax blocking and vegetable dye to print fabrics. He was a superb craftsman who mastered a varity of media; from wood block prints, ink on paper, metalwork, pastel and poster colour.

His portraits of lush and voluptuous female figures, tinted in rich colours brought to mind the raw sensuality of Gauguin. The delicacy of his brush strokes and the dreamy feel of his landscape brings to mind Henri Matisse. his bold and fantastical abstracts earned him the apellate of the Picasso of batik. He documented life in the village; heavily featuring female figures from bare-breasted aborigine women to the modest and retiring tudung clad Malay girls. His paintings narrated of a lifestyle that is no more, articulating the linkage between nurturing family, land and humanity.

Just to share some of my illicit snapshots and thoughts. My last visit has shown that the NAG is more stringent about photography in the galleries; signages and guards abound.


Observe the little girl in this painting; her scowling demeanour and heavy lips lending her a rather sinister cast. The long suffering patience of the mother. Except for the hair, it could have been my mother and I when I was a bratty child (still am, sadly).


The perspective of this picture is both unexpected and charming, no? The shadows contrasting with the bright colours of her sarong and the manically cheery sky ... I don't know what it is but I like it. The sultry air is almost visceral.


This is the mural he made for the Faculty of Agriculture of University of Malaya in 1960.

R.I.P. Teng. You will be missed.