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  • Listening to: 1 Giant Leap and M83
Spring is indeed a wonderful thing. The wonderful scents and perfumes of the myriad blossoms fill the air and recharge the batteries, refresh the soul. Dreams slowly wake from hibernation, and sensing the new energy, nudge and nuzzle their way into the spotlight.

Black and White Contest

Thu Feb 28, 2008, 2:21 PM
  • Drinking: Ginseng Tea


It's a beautiful thing. :)

  • Listening to: Gary Numan's Pure Album
  • Reading: Harry Potter
  • Drinking: Water
Well I've finally finished my assemblog:

Why call it that? Because it's a place where I'm assembling all the disparate pieces of me that are spread out all over the wonderful web. So there.

My wife really likes this piece:
Sometimes I Am Free by Frostola
Not sure why, but that's why it's here.
  • Listening to: Gary Numan's Exile Album
  • Reading: Harry Potter
  • Drinking: Coffee
Happy Chinese New Year! Welcome to the Year of the Rat! I wish you all much luck and fortune.

On a side note, why do the pinyin translations for "Happy New Year" vary so much? It makes this gweilo feel very lost indeed.

If you got a moment, please check out:
3 Years Old Forever by Frostola

And let me know what you think. Thanks!
  • Listening to: Wolfsheim - The Sparrows and the Nightingales
  • Reading: Harry Potter
  • Drinking: Smoothie
I finally got my new blog up and running. I was a bit depressed when I lost access to my first one ( I finally got off my butt and did something about it.

Let me know what you think. I've been having fun figuring out how to customize it, and experimenting with various widgets. I've got stuff spread all over the place, so the challenge is to see if I can bring it all together there.
  • Listening to: LCD Soundsystem
  • Reading: Harry Potter
  • Drinking: Water with Tea
"Someone Great" by LCD Soundsystem

"I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
The little things that made me harassed,
Are gone, in a moment.
I miss the way we used to argue,
Locked, in your basement.

I wake up and the phone is ringing,
Surprised, as it's early.
And that should be the perfect warning,
That something is, a problem.
To tell the truth I saw it coming,
The way, you were breathing.
But nothing can prepare you for it,
The voice, on the other, end.

The worst is all the lovely weather,
I'm sad, it's not raining.
The coffee isn't even bitter,
Because, what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done,
It's late, for revision.
There's all the time and all the planning,
And songs, to be finished.

And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops.

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
You're smaller than my wife imagined,
Surprised, you were human.
There shouldn't be this ring of silence,
But what, are the options?

When someone great is gone.

We're safe, for the moment.
For the moment"
  • Listening to: Remy Zero: Gramarye
  • Drinking: Water with lemon
There, just there
the darkness
creeps and smoothes
over the lines
in her dress
the whites in my eyes
shimmer with expectation
she smiles
such fun
she says
strange times cometh
so much fun
just then
I remembered
words caught in
my throat
I reach down
to pluck them free
tossing them carelessly
over my shoulder
into the flames
that were
my footsteps
such bitter mistakes
left treading in my stead
she clicks her heels
and folds her arms
enough with regrets
enough with her drama
enough, just enough
if you just open your mouth
I think you'll find me
and if you stretch out your hands
to wear my gold
I'll burn my precious
into your soul
I opened my mouth
to pledge my love
but instead
I pleaded
save me from these things
that gnaw and weaken me
from the inside
save me from those thoughts
that seems so magnificent
but prove themselves
frail and cheaply garnished
save me, just save me
and I'll gladly save these tears
for the times you break my heart
she chews her gum and pops my confidence
to run her tongue over teeth glistening
is that how you truly feel?
or are you
just trying to sex me with your
cherry flavored words
I suppose it's a good thing for you
that I really dig cherry
you seem a little sick to me
but that's only now
and what is now?
close your eyes and come close
and let me
reach deep down there, yes there
I'll be gentle, but I will not be tame
I will take your weakness into my mouth
but I will not swallow
I'll spit out the shame
and savor the proof of your desire
and now
there were no longer any lines
and there wasn't a dress
I wanted to point out
that the way she played me
wasn't fair, no not at all
but I felt the flames
and I decided
I've had my fill of such follies
so I took her hand
and led her in the places
where there are no signs
I opened the doors to show
that I was not hollow inside
I burned away those things
I held precious
and filled the holes with her gold
to prove that she was mine
i whispered
I think I am falling
she kissed me gently
and turned my face
to look into my eyes
and said with a voice
that a goddess would fear
I think you're flying
isn't it fun, so much fun
strange, so strange
but it felt right
and I did not mind
when I forgot my name
  • Listening to: Alphaville
  • Drinking: Green Tea Lemonade
Do you remember Alphaville? How about their song "Forever Young?" I lived in Japan for a couple of years, and they were very popular over there (this would be around 1986.) They even have a song "Big in Japan" - you can find that one on YouTube. I loved buying albums in Japan - they were specially packaged and had great dust covers. And the big bonus was that there was always a lyric sheet.

"Winters cityside
Crystal bits of snowflakes all around my head and in the wind
I had no illusions
That Id ever find a glimpse of summers heat waves in your eyes ...

When your big in Japan, tonight
Big in Japan, be tight
Big in Japan where the Eastern Sea is so blue ...

Neon on my naked skin
Passing silhouettes of strange illuminated mannequins
Shall I stay here at the zoo
Or shall I go and change my point of view for other ugly scenes ..."

Anyways, the great thing about YouTube is that I can relive the 80s to my heart's content. You can find some great videos and live performances, stuff I've never seen.
  • Listening to: Battle Without Honor or Humanity by T. Hotei
I just finished up some crazy contract work. It was fun though. I got to do some 3D work, and create an animation movie.

But now I can breathe again.
  • Listening to: Pride (In the Name of Love) by U2
April 4th, 1968 ... MLK was assassinated on the balcony of the Lorraine Motel in Memphis, Tennessee.….

U2 - Pride (In The Name Of Love)

"One man come in the name of love
One man come and go
One come he to justify
One man to overthrow

In the name of love
What more in the name of love
In the name of love
What more in the name of love

One man caught on a barbed wire fence
One man he resist
One man washed on an empty beach.
One man betrayed with a kiss

In the name of love
What more in the name of love
In the name of love
What more in the name of love

(nobody like you...)

Early morning, April 4
Shot rings out in the Memphis sky
Free at last, they took your life
They could not take your pride

In the name of love
What more in the name of love
In the name of love
What more in the name of love
In the name of love
What more in the name of love... "
  • Listening to: Saliva "Your Disease" (Freakin' Loud)
  • Eating: Lee's Grilled Pork sandwich
  • Drinking: Banana smoothie
Well it's been an idea kicking in my head. I finally got the inspiration to go ahead and do it. So, well, there it is:
Eye in Hand by Frostola

As I noted in the piece, it's related to another piece title OEB (One Eye Bastard):
OEB by Frostola

There was a time I was squeamish when it came to my eyes. Well that all changed when I caught an elbow in the eye during soccer. There was a snap, a shower of stars, and the world went back. I came too face down in the grass, and I couldn't see. My left eye felt like it was a gaping bleeding hole, and I was sure that I lost my eye. I let out a scream. The rest of the players were hovering over me trying to figure out what to do.

After a minute, I felt blood running down my face, and I calmly stated "I'm bleeding." They turned me  over and I heard the ooohs and "yeah you are." I was dazed and wondering if my eye was hanging out of the socket. But no one mentioned that so I figured that part was ok. They got me to my feet and walked me over the athletic facility - I could not walk straight on my own. I was that woozy.

They got me in and sat me down. A staff member started to clean me up - there was a lot of blood. I still could not see out my left eye. Needless to say, I was a bit worried. Finally he got me to a point where they could see that I was cut under the eye, but everything else seemed ok.

I made it to the hospital, where they were blasé about my injury. They didn't seem to think it was anything serious. They glued my cut shut, without warning how badly that would sting. "Ow ^&%$$%^$@!" ... "oh yeah that's going to sting a bit" the doctor stated in a bored tone. On top of that , I had a really bad headache. Probably a concussion as well. They call in an ophthalmologist since they didn't have one on staff, and he turned out to be a really nice older gentlemen. Right off the bat he was concerned. He took a tissue, twisted it into a point, and ran it down my cheek. "Did you feel that?" he asked. "Um no I didn't" I replied - that was wierd. "That's not good. We need to do CT scans on you." "Oh" was all that I could muster.

So they did the scans, and after being in the emergency room for more that 8 hours, they realized that my injury was serious. The doctor looked at the scans and then said "wow you must be in a lot of pain." I didn't bother to reply.

Massive Orbital Blowout Fracture. My eye had blown out through the back of my eye socket. It turns out its designed to do that in case of severe trauma.  The eye was caught in the fracture, so my me left eye had only limited movement. The options were surgery, or live with it. I chose surgery.

My eye and vision will never be the same, but at least I can see. My soccer career is over. I have a lot to be thankful for, and I choose to look at it from that point of view. A lot of people will reply "OMG!" when they hear the story, but I simply shrug and ask about their lives or kids or whatever.

So, about the piece. :) I still can't visualize how the surgery went. The doctor pulled down the bottom eyelid and made the cut there. From there he went it and pulled the eye from the fracture and inserted two plates to cover the hole. I kept asking him "Yeah I understand what you did, but how?' He just smiled at me. For some reason, the eye in hand is one of the images that comes to mind.

Oh, I'm not squeamish about my eyes anymore. ;)
  • Listening to: The Beatles "Love"
Recovering from my latest migraine. Man they suck hard. I headed into the hospital to get the magic shots. One for the pain, and one for the nausea ...

And there goes one day of my life. :bleh:

I picked up The Beatles "Love" album, and it's fantastic. I love what they did. At first when I heard that Cirque du Soleil was doing a Beatles show (…), I was like yeah whatever. Boring. But then I listened to a NPR All Songs Considered podcast that had an interview with Giles Martin (…), and it really piqued my interest. So when I was in Starbucks, I noticed they had the CD, and well, it came home with me.

It's an instant favorite.
An uncorking of the soul, if you will. A cutting of the clogged veins, so the blood of creativity will flow again.

I've been a member here for awhile, but mostly just lurked and visited when I had a moment. But it was never just a moment was it? A moment turned into an hour, and my eyes always hungered for more.

So finally, I've paused and rewound through my work. I've been using Photoshop and Illustrator since 1990. It's hard to believe that it has been that long. But there it is. And now I'm leafing through all my files and posting the ones I like.

But why now? I was inspired by a column (by Saul Griffith) in the latest MAKE (#9) magazine that talked about inventors worrying that others would steal their secrets. He quoted words from Tim O'Reilly that I took to heart:

"Obscurity is a far greater threat to authors and creative artists than artists."
"For all of these creative artists, most laboring in obscurity, being well-enough known to be pirated would be a crowning achievement."

So all this artwork, and it's just sitting on my hard drive. But not anymore.