Hi Dears

I'm super lazy right now, can't be arsed to work on my folio due wednesday. I'd love to continue my AYA digital painting...sigh. Maybe I should. And just do my folio tomorrow. Yeah... the thought makes me feel better. So tomorrow I will devote to completing the folio. Go me!

Here is my AYA work-in-progress:




What do you think boys?

I'm loving her hair and eye colour combination...
Nose inspired by Ken's nose...lol


Oh and welcome to Melbourne Mom and Dad~
We are re-united once more!
I am now 2 weeks away from seeing my baby Gucci and Polo. Great!!!


List of movies I'd like to watch:

• The Human Centipede
• Everyone Else
• Bright Star
• Shadow Magic
• Himalayap
• Buried

Labels: digital painting, girl

Hello dears.

Painted this yesterday and today when I decided to screw the essay on analysing the assumption that remediation is an improvement of one medium on another referring to specific examples in the context of digitisation of print technology. Actually, surprisingly, I enjoyed writing the essay. It was almost like blogging, but in a more academic language with the need to unpack and explain every single key term and concept explicitly so that a mere child who has never learnt the subject could understand it.

So yeah! Digital painting is a nice way to take a break from that. My time management schedule for this semester's final folio submission is actually not too hectic (I swear this is the first time for that to happen). My parents are arriving at Melbourne tomorrow, Halloween costume party is on my way, hours of KBOX with my girls, and Serah Farron cosplay photoshoot. I'm excited! October will end just nicely.

I've been cooking everything with sesame oil lately and therefore the name of this post.

Labels: digital painting, essay, photoshop, remediation

Now to report what my room smells like. Well... as some of you know, I have a Lavender oil diffuser in my room already prior to the arrival of these authentic babies. So oil diffuser + real lavenders + hand cream = an eruption of aromas which will most definitely lull you to sleep. If you don't already know, lavender scent helps you sleep. I actually have a pouch of dried lavender from Hokkaido which I slip underneath my pillow. It works. So I took a 3-hour nap today. Dot dot dot. (Do not remind me about my projects, I am well aware that I am screwed.)




For the batch with the longer, darker coloured stem, I arranged them in this treasure chest I picked up from the whatever shop. As for the shorter, green-stemmed batch, I hung them upside down in my wardrobe hoping to scent my clothes with it. I just hope nothing weird happens to that, you never know. Do bugs like dried lavender? No...right? ...Right?


What do I do????

Labels: dried, ebay, flower, lavender, preserved

Chicken seasoned with parsley and rosemary herbs baked with carrots, potatoes, garlic, and mushroom. And of course with olive oil. It was yummy and I had it with white wine.

Ah see. I'm sharing recipes now. Ah symptoms...

Hello my dearlings!

A photo of me looking pretty scary, with an editing method I randomly picked up on to make the skin look slightly metallic (but not overly shiny). Yes it is me without (too much) make-up! In fact I haven't worn liquid eyeliner in a long time. While it was my favourite tool of the trade, it is now replaced by eyeshadows. I cannot stress the amazingness of eyeshadows. An essential every girl needs is a palette of brown eyeshadow in a minimum of three different shades. My reliable palette is Dior's Diorissime Make-Up Clutch No.002 - Seduction Drama. But I must say, I need a more pigmented dark brown.

Right, enough of cosmetics ranting.


Next week will be my last week of university (2nd year). I know, wow. Time just... leaped. But I'm very happy with what I've achieved so far. I got a High Distinction for my identity and stationery set project and that really shocked me because I expected a Credit or Distinction. Well of course I'm not going to complain, I'm extremely happy! But not satisfied. Because personally, I think I still could have pushed that solution so much more. Maybe.

But oh I thank thee my beloved generous tutor! May thou set thine liberal eyes on my following humble project and bestow upon it a graceful score like before.

One last thing before I shoot and resume the construction of my advertising elective final folio,



Alright... now back to project. I shall be very occupied in the next two weeks.
One last thing: my lavenders have yet to arrive :( Damn you, quick!!! The worst thing that can happen is they arrive right on the day I'm going back to Jakarta (which is very soon) =.= wth. Y'know, I completely forgot about that when I ordered those flowers. The thought of leaving 200 stems of heaven here in Melbourne for 4 months and coming back to see them scentless, is unbearable.

Labels: Birthday, diorissime, make-up, seduction drama

Ken was sitting on a big cushioned chair, on the edge of a stream. I say edge because the structure of the stream was like a waterfall, but the water was not rapid enough to call it one. Still on his chair, he leaned back until his chair falls over slowly, and he enjoys the trickling water. From the bank I shouted at him to be careful, because the rocks beside his head were falling apart. He turned his head and was startled when the rocks beside him had given away and was giving him a view of the plunging cliff. So he swung his legs which made his chair stand upright again, shifted to a spot further from the cliff, and then fell back once more. He did all these while stuck to his chair. Weird one.

After seeing that he was safe, I walked into the jungle. My brother was there and there were lots of hanging vines. I joked and told him to act like Tarzan. He disappeared behind a thick tree bark and when he reappeared he was beside me and dropped this black animal on my left shoulder. I shrieked, caught the shadow of a very quick spider. My brother caught the spider in his hands and ran away laughing.

I met him again in a house that looks like my own house in Indonesia, but larger and slightly different. He handed me a rock with a dry-loooking snake in it. We played with this snake-rock. To describe it, the rock has lots of holes and so we insert the head and tail of the snake into different holes.

It was fun at first until I realised that by doing this, we were forcing the head of a live (possibly dying) snake into the rough, cramped hole. I felt guilty. I held the snake's head and looked at it. It snapped at me and started to go wild. It turned into a turtle. I decided to let the turtle take a break for a while, so I released it on the floor where it ran so wildly I had to capture it again. It snapped at me furiously, and the thought of letting it go back to being a "rock toy" was dreadful and heartless. I felt it so passionately that almost in tears, I begged my father to release this poor creature (who was still trying to snap at my finger). He said it's fine, so I brought the turtle to my pond (where all the old fishes and turtles had grown into a remarkable size) and even before I reached the water, the turtle escaped from my grip, fell to the ground, scurried up the concrete, knowing his way like he has been here many times before, and jumped into the water where he swam beautifully.

I see some symbolisms in this dream, if only someone could interpret it for me =(

Labels: chair, dream, rock, snake, stream, symbolism, turtle, waterfall

Wine.
Wine.

Labels: food, wine

Hellooooo my sweet cherry pies!

Labels: cs5, inDesign, interactive, lolita, pdf, swf, vladimir nabokov