I had just come back from Kraftwerk concert in Singapore’s Esplanade, and boy, I was impressed! While the 3D visuals were rather disappointing, I did experience several goose-bump moments. That was a testimony to how much better their electronic music sound live.
My phone photography wouldn’t do justice to Kraftwerk’s concert. So, I’m posting two photographs taken in Singapore’s Tiong Bahru area instead. They are my little tributes to Kraftwerk. The top picture is for the song “Autobahn” (German for motorway), while the bottom picture is for “Tour de France” (LOL).
Although Kraftwerk does not produce new songs these days, I would still recommend seeing them live. Their music and show are art by themselves. Besides, the band is a major influence to many of today’s pop music, from Coldplay to Jay Z, from Daft Punk to Kanye West.
Curious? Take a peek at their LIVE show.
Tiong Bahru, Singapore
I quit my job last month, and for a while, it felt really nice to have a break. But, as some people would say, you can never have too much of a good thing. I have reached the stage where my weekdays just roll into weekends. Not a good sign.
When I was at my job, I kept thinking that once I had quit, I’d have more time for writing screenplays. Now that I’ve quit, my time usage has rather been sub-optimal. Yes, I am keeping myself busy as I apply for jobs. Yes, I’ve been taking free online courses on Coursera (highly recommended!), finishing my comedy web series (please ‘LIKE’ Facebook page for updates!), and learning how to edit videos on Adobe Premiere Pro. Yet, I still haven’t written much in the past month.
This makes me realise of the danger of looking at life with a short-term perspective. It’s like how Fridays are the only things people look forward to in their lives. At this rate, I’ll never get any writings done.
I am going to create a proper schedule, so that I could properly set time for writing, learning and getting creative. When 2013 is over, I do not want to regret not organizing my time better for the things I love.
Meanwhile, I’ve promised my Mom that I’ll get a job by the time she visits me again in Singapore. One month.
Asian Civilisation Museum, Singapore.
I have to admit: I have a certain fascination with park benches. Blame it on films such as “500 Days of Summer” and “Forrest Gump”.
It is the fantasy that, when you sit on an isolated bench by yourself, a (attractive) stranger of an opposite gender will come to take on the bench’s other half. As you start talking with the person, you realise that both of you get along really well. Some magical conversations ensue.
Of course, such things are called fantasies for a reason. These things don’t always happen in real life, but they can occur from time to time.
Of the bench encounters I’ve had, only one has been memorable thus far. It occurred two years ago in Prague, Czech Republic. The bench was on the hill of Schoenbornská Zahrada. I was resting after a long walk, while the man was taking a cigarette break. The park provided us with an escape from the urban life. We spoke for close to an hour about life in general. After our descent down the hill, we came back to the reality of Prague, and we parted ways. We didn’t even exchange names the whole time.
Here’s to many more interesting bench encounters in life.
Botanics Garden, Singapore.
Somewhere, the gods are laughing at us humans. “Hooray! Hooray! The end of the world has been postponed,” as the creator of Tin Tin comic series would say.
If doomsday did occur, my last day on earth would have been lame. I wasn’t saying my last prayers. Instead, I was singing along to One Direction songs with my colleagues.
How did you spend your supposed last day on earth?
As the saying goes, two is a company, three is a crowd. But, hey, I have to admit that the three can pack punches!
Consider if there are two little pigs rather than three. Or, only two bears to scare Goldilocks away. Would the stories have worked as well? I doubt so, though I could still picture the two bears kicking Goldilock’s butt. Using the rule of three, one creates tension, builds the tension and then releases it.
Rule of three is one of the easiest writing tool. Admittedly, at times I can get too carried away with it! Time to start breaking the rule…
Two years ago, a palm reader said to me that my 2013 is going to be a boom or a bust. He was literally reading between the lines of my palms.
To be honest, I don’t completely believe in his predictions of me. Not that I am denying those bad predictions (haha!). It’s just that there are only so many things that those palm lines could reveal. If humans can indeed predict the future so well, then everybody would have lived happily (ever after). Unfortunately, that is far from the truth.
Sometimes, the present moment leaves clues about the future. At other times, it doesn’t. All we could do is to embrace the present moment and go wherever it takes us. 2013 is just two weeks away, and I am excited to see how it will unfold.
A month ago, when I had an idea of doing a web comedy series, my thrilled self went, “Why not?”
Fast forward to one month later, and that question has turned into “What the heck was I thinking?” Writing comedy is no joke. My writing partner and I had countless hair-pulling moments. Thank goodness for those anti hair loss shampoos.
It is in such desperate times that I thought of a passage in the book “The Comic Toolbox” by John Vorhaus. The author was describing a way to overcome one’s skepticism towards re-writing.
Imagine being on top of a fairly high hill, from which you can see the top of the mountain. If one wants to get to the mountain’s top, he or she would have to go down the hill and find his or her way through the foggy valley to the mountain. One wouldn’t be able to say for sure if he or she would reach the mountain top. Yet, it is a risk that one would have to bear if he or she wants to be at the mountain top.
Not only is this philosophy relevant to writing, it can also be applied to life in general. “Safe is risky,” said American entrepreneur Seth Godin. Many shudder at the thought of failures and vulnerability. Yet, it is only by taking risks that one recognizes how far he or she can go.
Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to
Alice: I don’t much care where –
The Cat: Then it doesn’t much matter which way you go.
Alice: – so long as I get somewhere.
The Cat: Oh, you’re sure to do that, if only you walk long enough.
Extracted from Lewis Carroll’s “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”
Stamford Road, Singapore
“Our siblings — they resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long.” – Susan Scarf Merrell
I have a brother who is eight years older than me. While both of us look like our father, my brother and I have different English surnames, thanks to our very creative mother.
Over the years, we grew apart — literally. The 1998 riot in Jakarta led my parents to move me to Singapore and my brother to Australia. 14 years later, I’m still in Singapore, while he has been back in Jakarta for the past few years.
He is married, and I am single. Soon, he will be a father, and I an aunt.
Brasbasah Road, Singapore
“When you’re surrounded by all these people, it can be even lonelier than when you’re by yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but if you don’t feel like you can trust anybody or talk to anybody, you feel like you’re really alone.” – Fiona Apple
I was imagining someone new joining a public aerobics class. It is inevitable that awkward, self-conscious moments will ensue. Besides looking to the front, one has to keep his or her vigorous moments in check in order to not hit the neighbors. One would look towards others in need of some tension relievers, whether in the form of a smile or a laughter. When a wide-eyed plea yielded nothing, that is when the loneliest feeling would start to kick in. Even among the crowd.
Don’t worry. Life’s not that bad, thankfully. A smile is usually potent enough to set off another smile.
Central Public Library, Singapore.