Listening to: tv noise
Reading: my entry
Watching: LCD screen
Holidays over. School starts. Time moves on, everyone moves on, I am moving on too.
Realising that I moved on to flickr. Abandoning this place totally. It like a harsh feeling of liking new things and throwing away the old. But we all move on..
One day I will reminiscent and come back to upload and update more again.
One day I will just disappear from flickr and move on to something else.
Its quite amazing to look back to the times when I was drawing outdoor under the hot sun for 4,5 hours. Embarrassingly holding wet oil painting on public buses. Then I went sort of engrossed over idols. But positively, that glued me to the com so much that it sculpts the way I use the computer. It's quite amazing to recall that I was using IRC and ICQ when I was 12. And did my first webpage using yahoo the same year.
Remembering how clumsy I handled ink pen.. trying to draw a capsicum when I was 13. Remembering how my art teacher tried to teach us illustrator and photoshop but nothing was absorbed. seriously.
Then I found myself dashing into product, looking at how bolts and nuts works, furniture details, architectures, materials, extruding forms, enduring crashes from 3d program and photoshop, sniffing blue foams/sprays/MDF powder, crying over the making of idiotic prototypes and presentation boards.
Everything just swiftly passed by and moved on.
I dunno what's happening actually.
Now. Drawing, thinking, researching and creating. Actually, I think nothing much has changed, but many things just moved on with time.
I realised a big change took place after a year in uni. Still can't believe the changes...
But I think there are more to come.