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![]() -=| Photoshoot |=- ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() As you can see, we were doing a storyline behind the whole fashion show. And the story line was Romeo and Juliet. And i shall end off with this poem which i've found in Deviant. A single daisy grows alone Alone in a field A field of ashes and sorrow Sorrow filling the void The void of stillness Stillness broken Broken by one butterfly One butterfly flies across Across the ashen plain The plain heavy with sadness Sadness and pain Pain sliced by black wings Wings of the butterfly The butterfly draws near Near the lonely daisy The daisy feels such hope Hope and joy Joy from his deep roots Roots to his pale petals Petals reaching out Out to the black butterfly The butterfly approaches Aproaches and kisses Kisses the only daisy The daisy overflows Overflows in joy In joy unimaginable Unimaginable and never felt Never felt before by the daisy The daisy sheds a tear A tear that would be his last His last goodbye Goodbye to this world A world so cruel Cruel and yet kind Kind black butterfly kisses Kisses of both joy and pain Pain to a death A death neverending ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The focal point is my back, it was patched worked with pockets. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Actually... i wanted to do some bitchings, and hide it under the huge number of quizes. But come to think of it i should just save it for a better day...ahahahaz The quizes r really fun... you guys should try it...
Omg... I am a little... Omg... I've done these quizes "obsessively"... i need to get help...omg...
Hmmm... Average... not bad not bad...
Ok... this is evidence to say that there r more people who r more vain then me...=j
Am i such a perfectionist? i guess there r stuff i do in spur of the momment, or should i say many stuff-s.
Never thought that the answer would be what im actually studying... hmmm...
Not intending to sell myself afterall... Whatever... ![]() (Picture obtained from http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40266046/) Now that my theme at school is "self", I was forced to read Roland Barthes's writing and I find that it was really inspiring. "Now, once I feel myself observed by the lens, everything changes: I constitute myself in the process of 'posing', I instantaneously make another body for myself, I transform myself in advance into an image."-Roland Barthes He was writing about how he, or should I say everyone in majority, would become a different person infront of the camera. It is really true on how people actually look so different on lens and real life. For example if you don't believe me, a person might be used to slouching on a chair whenever that person seats on one, but very miraculously when a camera comes in, it is a instant reaction to seat upright and appear really poised. I guess the whole reaction boils right down to impression and reputation. A picture is a freezed frame of a time which can never be obtained ever again even if it was a second later. And if a subject were to appear really un-glam, it would be recorded in that picture forever. So the question to ask oneself is' Are we trying to be what we arn't?' 'Or are we actually are what we really are?' So what if there are no cameras around, everyone's eyes are little windows to memories to be kept for a long long time. 1/2 semester has passed and another to go. The 'toys' theme has driven me up the wall and now it's the time for me to take a quick grasp of breath before I become breathless with the theme 'self' again. I dunno why, but I guess laselle is like the fruit in the garden of Eden, the fruit of the good and evil. After the o levels I was given a choice to choose whether to go to ITE/army or Laselle. I guess the first choice was out of the question, which actually signifies the fruit of life, what a bad representation, but heck it. I chose the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil. The route to Laselle was a adventurous one, getting to know many people and even more knowledge, but most importantly my mind has been opened. I realized that things can be looked in 2 different perspectives, looked at the way it is or what it seems to be to you. I find it very ironic, the 2D, contextual... Teacher always asks us to look at things and ask ourselves what does the subject seem to you when you look at it. But our internal and external teacher always asks us to draw things the way it is and not what you think it is. Well I think they are a mixture of fine arts and design, which actually defines the good and evil of the fruit. Well I guess I will start out lots of argument of which is evil or which is good, I will leave it up for you to decide as it is just a metaphor used. I feel that ever since the 7 months break plus the intruding of laselle has changed me, changed my character to another person. I have realised that when people asks for my point of view i will tend to be a critque and notice the every detail i can find and tries to correct them, call me a perfectionist, but if i am not, there won't be improvements. I guess i aint a quiet guy anymore... was i ever quiet? But nevermind... I tend to think out loud nowadays and say my views more openly. Many people just cannot stand my criques or should i say bitchings as they are kind of pointing at a specific point of a subject, very hurtful.Anyway it's my mouth and it's your head to think if i'am right. Talking about bitchings, have i always been bitching? or have i started bitching? I dun remember bitching in pri.1. I just saw myself as a boy who was pushed about in other's clutches. My sister says that it's part of growing up.Oh well, i guess that currently im in laselle and that i am showing off more of myself, more of the character i have kept in me and have not let out in the pass years. It's really suprising that i tend to restrain my crazy self to the church friends which i usually do. Maybe i'm learning more and more about myself each day and shall write up another post as i find out more. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Wow! I feel so energized. I can still feel the excitement of my heart thumping very quickly. The fashion show was yesterday and it feels as if everything just started. It was a Friday where my contextual lesson was a beginning of a apparel activity. We were all sitted at the auditorium and we are being selected by the 2nd and 1st level students. I don't know if it is because I am sitted at the last row or am I really bad looking, but I was among the batch of "unselected". Since no one wants us, we have to attatch our selves among one of the available groups. I was quite lucky to get myself with the other classmates of mine, like Nelly, Brenna, Ben, Angelyn, Sheila and many others. We went to the back alley of the school to start brainstorming under the theme retro and using old clothes and materials we intend to discard. I came up with the idea of using monochromic colours, from the idea of the monochrome TV. Then Brenna was thinking of using old uniforms, and Nelly thought that we should use a fairy tale or a famous novel as the spine to hold up our idea. They planned to meet up on the next day, which was a Saturday to work the suits out. Damn! I had to go to church! Actually I was thinking to myself why do I want to go to church as there is no spiritual life in me, dazes in mid air when the pastor is talking, and does nothing after lunch? In fact the main motive of going to church is to have a fabulous lunch, "socialize" or should I say fellowship with the friends around and that is it. I feel that I should just go to school that sat afternoon and work the suit out. Actually on Saturday itself I did not regret going to church, as I met Angeline. Yup! Angeline from primary school to secondary 3. That Angeline who went to wala wala college. I saw that girl and I was overjoyed, I did not expect to see her in Jurong and it was so coincidental that it was her last week in S'pore before she leaves for US again. It was a very quick 5min chat, but I guess it worths more then gold. On Monday, I met up with Brenna as she is currently living in Sembawang. Anyways the first question she asked was what was my waist line. I told her that it was about 27 but all my pants are around 29-30... She wants me to be her model for her group. Man! She told me that all the guys who are slim are already taken, and I am the only one who can help her. She showed me a pair of tights and 'OMG!' I have to wear that around? Not knowing how the top looks like I was declining the request persistently. When I finally got to see the top, it looks really flamboyant. It looks like those flamingo guys with lots of fluffy materials all over. Tried really hard to fit myself into the top, it felt really heavy and very hot. Jane, the group leader, came and looked at it for a while and she suggests that we should abandon this shirt and work another out. At this point of time I felt kind of happy, yet sad. Happy because luckily I did not come on Saturday, as all the efforts would have gone to waste. However at the same time, it could be my fault that the shirt turned out this way, as if I were there situation might just be better. anyways we went to grab more materials from the room, and started to sew denim pockets together as patch work. We used a cut off sweater which looks like a caplet and sewed pockets in a formation of a trench coat. And it was the photoshoot day, the whole theme for us was a romeo and Juliet with a tinge of retro. And everyone was with real thick eye shadow and liners. The top was done last minute on a mannequin, when it came onto me it was really huge and lots of correction has to be done. So makeup was done on me while Brenna, Angelyn and Winston sews the top onto me. It was as if it was project run way in real life. The most awkward situation was that I'm paired with Ayuni, and we are in the stage of where interaction was taking place. She had to be on the table and I was on the chair and a shoot of us looking at each other's eyes, that was the hardest. There were many times where we just bursted out laughing. The other scene was both of us standing by the tree with the touching of the hands thingy going on. We were talking with our lips in a smiley position like what actors and actresses always do in photoshoots. Ayuni:"I'am so not going to let my parrents see me this way...I so need to blog this down, are u?" Me:"Yeah I really need to get this jot down..." The highlight was not just there, on Tuesday was the runway day. Going to school was a mad rush, waiting for my suit to arrive as the seams broke after the photo shoot. Run around to get the same hairdo and make up on, got my nails painted to get into the whole gothic theme. And it was exactly 3pm where the fashion show begins, our group was the first to walk down the run way, one of the lecturer was rushing us from the back. There was no practice for the walk, and everything went chaotic. It was really fun but the removal of the makeup was the most difficult, they used the ultra long mascara on me as I have no lashes and it was waterproof. The eyeliner was scratched into my lids, but oh well everyone has to pay a price to get such treatment. It was very common for people to lose stuff on a fashion show, like one of the guys lost a scarf, i lost 5 bucks as I payed 10 bucks for a zinger meal which I could not eat because of the photoshoot. Oh well I just feel so happy after the runway, just like ever lasting adrenaline rushing through my veins. |
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