halloween night
3rd year going to a club for halloween, agreed to the general consensus that during halloween, singaporeans.are.not.creative. they say halloween is an excuse for girls to dress slutty, guys to dress in drag, to be creative or go as a pop culture celebrity figure just to do a cool impression all night. i dont seee it, or maybe i waan't out in clubs where outstanding and artsy indie people go. you know, home club or maybe butterfact. but most of the artsy outstanding fashion kind you know in singapore are just plain CMI(cantmakeit) when it comes to this. i only found cool and funny ones from white peoples/international school kids that talks with an accent. i dont know, but after seeing like 40 micheal jacksons that kinda sums up clarke quay's crowd that night.
with seline yun. she's dressed as gaga i think.
zouk.
oh, and i let an unicorn go again. if you'er a chic, 1.5/6m and was (TASTEFULLY) dressed as a zombie over at zouk, directly by the DJ booth somewhere round 2-3am, YOU HAVE TO FIND ME!!.
velvet underground, yaw:
PK! guy's back from camp and was so stoked for alcohol.
me and my minion. i secretly would like to join the 501st legion. i dont know if this is a sick joke, but if
tudong lady could join, something is fucking wrong! i should be inside, r-else id feel inferior mang. i dont know why.
assile
her bro in pyramidhead (some silent hill character)
some asshole who didn't dress up's head blocked out my shot of a guy who dressed as YouTube. he was carrying a large board over his head and it had the movie interface and all drawn on it. he looked so fucking hilarious
had the white angel over at some hong kong cafe in clarke quay
robin
ghouls night out
for some reason i liked the exorcist chic face. i had to take this.
fat kid's neck. took this on one of the AMKSS mural painting day. was there on the lastest day, and they told me to remember their school uniform motifs/pattern and have it implemented. so i grabbed a fat kid by the collar, he had six layers of fats on his neck and was like yelling like some michelin man logo. and took this for reference.
ayu
some random night
look who i found
jeffrey
qingdarr
wingman
breakneck
over at da: ns over at esplanade, they have a workshop on mambo. pretty cool. usually they have contemporary/ ballroom cultural dance thingy goin on.
the still-life for my semestral final painting. cant believe i spent a day setting this up:
the gang ride
xue ling
best/coolest drinking game ever.
simpang bedok
ju painting on the semestral collabo' work
with his dreads
familiar stamp
ben presenting his dish. he came in front of the class with a plate full of sand and plastic forks and all. and started eating it. and then started yelling "zeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnn!!" over a period of roughly 2 mins. a 'power' gesture. performance art student.
man u vs liverpool match. big hype supposedly. watched it in some coffeehouse somewhere over where the domus used to be. they got the match projected over some massive screen the size of an entire wall
edmund's. commissioned work
ivory black acrylic + chinese ink on stretched canvas. working on a proper seal
over at Ang Mo Kio Primary School.
grace with our incomplete ''Mo Mo" (theres 6 bubblets creature called Ang Ang, Mo Mo, Kio Kio and so on.)
the nafa painting team working on the mural.
primary school's piss bowl suddenly went reeeal low. your dick needs to be like hung reeaaalll low.
horse stance
forgot her name. she's cute
forgot his name. he's not cute
ah lian
jason tan
kenrick
more next week.
click to zoom.
sheryl and eunice. my partners in the exhibition thats gonna happen soonsx this friday. do come over and check out our works. we got food, wine, and my awesome art for all the troubles coming down.
oranje. she looks purdy all the time.
yingwen.
zhiwei and shakalobaba. everyone dress the same thing in this flea. the same dress, same belt, same make up, same gladiators sandals. its as if its 2008 all over again..
some nights back in mambo. milkshake in supperclub was terrible! music was awesome tho, but the crowd(satanicly tight), bar (i wonder how does clubs make money when the bartender shows off his shit on every other drink and delay the payments of the lined up paying patron. chop chop fucker) all in all it was rubbish.
some UFO shit in zouk
drank at caramel 1 (the cafe in dhoby beside cathay) . courtesy of bruce
trying on the Yahoo santa suit
elevators in bedok. get a load of this lift man hahahaha. imagine staying on the 3rd floor and goin to work everyday..
my sister making some carmella simisai pudding. i know theres a nicer word for it.
