This nondescript - so nondescript all the images are gone - blog is going ten years old. Which ought to make me the grand daddy of bloggers and I should be rolling about in a pool of ad money now. But I'm not. Because I don't have a pool of money. And funny how blogger.com still doesn't recognise the words 'blog' and 'bloggers' as a proper word.
I will now add a random picture here. i wonder how it will look like.
sat here
thinking
again
about
all the things
I haven't
done
things i've done
are far and
few
time is running
out
I'm home! On 29th Jan 2013, some 142 days after my departure on 9th Sept 2012.
Will write more.
Sleepless, I got out of bed at 6am. The sky rapidly changes hues as the kettle boils. I had some bread with nutella - the father has adopted a somewhat worrying liking to it since my introduction, and made coffee.
I tuned into my favourite radio station, class95, something that i haven't done for years.
I wanted to put up on fb photos of my little niece's baptism, then i read that kuyt has left Liverpool.
that made me sad.
so i put up my old photos of him instead, because he felt like family to me - the little niece can wait.
I took it easy today.
6pm is better than 5:20pm for a swim though it's best under the mid-day sun.
The things that i want to do appeared in my mind like a hasty slideshow with timings in overdrive, but hey, we'll get there.
the whole world has stopped blogging. i am officially a dinosaur. a 13 year old dinosaur.
reading through the biographies and browsing through the photos of a few local photographers, i feel as if i've just started out in primany 1.
each annual attempt to validate my own work leaves me searching, and wondering.. what work?
i am not yet a photographer. i am just a dude with a camera.
Birthdays over the years
2008 - HK, had dinner alone in a little eatery near Fa Yuen St
2009 - nothing
2010 - Taitung to Hualien, Taiwan, with stupid
Christmas over the years
2008 - alone in sihanoukville, cambodia, in a quiet night
2009 - chiangmai with stupid
2010 - That elephant safari place, Sri Lanka, in an isolated resort with the scb folks
New Year over the years
2008/09 - nothing
2009/10 - Khao San Road, Bangkok, with ass and stupid and surrounded by 2000 ang mohs
2010/11 - on the plane from Colombo to Singapore with Jas and CJ
money making is a vicious, vicious cycle
i'm going diving. Anilao, in Philippines. $900
And i thought, what a good place to venture into underwater photography!
so i sussed out a good deal. a little too good to be true. still it set me back by $1770.
however, with big things come big responsibility. i had to figure out some way to secure my entire rig to myself, in the event of inclement conditions in the sea. $75 + $5.50 + $3.50 + $1.80 = $95.80
and because i have more and more gear which requires more and more batteries, i had to go out and get some. $44
and battery chargers, of course. $140
and a long line of power sockets for the many chargers. $23
that's how a $900 trip turn into a $2972.80 hole.
inspired by fei's pics.
i want to climb everest base camp and mt kilimanjaro
need to get in shape.
how about i start writing?
i'm doing no justice to all my travels. memories are quickly fading away in absence of the permanence of words. photos are no good without captions, much less if they remain hidden and forgotten in the labyrinth of hard disks.
and write about my army life. time to do some scanning.
here i am, boiling a kettle of water at 3am to cook noodles.
here i am, a creature of the night, soaking up the silence that feeds a part of me.
and my noodles, soaking up the water that too feeds me;
i have no doubt as to which is the nourishment, or drug, which i seemingly live on.
.
how many 3ams have you seen?
Chanced upon a documentary about the white house photographer Pete Souza while bumming at home today.. and it inspired me. he captured some great moments.
http://www.petesouza.com/index.html
i desperately hold my shit in as i think of the perfect album to play (or blast) as i savour the moment to come.
billy joel it is.
