<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760</id><updated>2012-01-19T21:30:44.302+08:00</updated><category term='Tyler Durden'/><category term='Inhibitions'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Anxiety and Symptoms'/><category term='books'/><category term='mortality'/><category term='Beerlao'/><category term='gothic beauty'/><category term='culture'/><category term='Luang Prabang'/><category term='punk'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='music'/><category term='musing'/><category term='art'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='commentary'/><category term='doll'/><category term='design thinking'/><category term='sugarpunk'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='neurotic'/><category term='Knitting'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Illustration'/><category term='movie'/><category term='vitriolic'/><category term='corset'/><category term='typography'/><category term='craft'/><category term='suomi'/><category term='bag'/><category term='virtriolic'/><category term='Vientiane'/><category term='japan'/><category term='design'/><category term='scene'/><category term='machine learning'/><category term='digital art'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='review'/><category term='Laos'/><category term='Freud'/><title type='text'>Digital Detritus - A Graphic Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Murder, despair and general depravity.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>404</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1035734556156377045</id><published>2012-01-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:30:44.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Tapestry and Porcelain: Post-poesis</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the great Wikipedia SOPA protest, I had to click the Google search results beyond the first fold, as I was trying to find out what came after praxis and theoria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: &lt;a href="http://sylloge.com/article/26/it-was-john-adams" target="_blank"&gt;It Was John Adams &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I must study politics and war that my sons may have liberty to  study mathematics and philosophy. My sons ought to study mathematics and  philosophy, geography, natural history, naval architecture, navigation,  commerce, and agriculture, in order to give their children a right to  study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry, and  porcelain. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The blog author was searching for "some bloke who had to do something praxis-y so his sons could do something theoria-y so &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; kids could do something poesis-y"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;... so that their progeny can study pop culture and surf the Interwebs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a reminder of what the Liberal Arts is 'sposed to be about, slacker jokes aside.&lt;br /&gt;The opportunity and right to pursue the study of the humanities, as a free person.&lt;br /&gt;Education here in Singapore, at all levels, seems to be about "module selection" or choosing a package of subjects - education for certification. Who does Mathematics AND Philosophy? Students are channeled into Left and Right Brain tracks, engineers and the "Arts" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than just being "inter-, cross-disciplinary" or tossing in a Humanities module in the Engineering program... it's led to dearth of people who are able to think and function as truly free &lt;i&gt;citizens.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean "citizen" in the broadest sense... a citizen at large, since we, as citizens of Singapore, largely don't know what it means to be a citizen, aside from the bureaucratic sense (CPF, housing, passport and other documents).&lt;br /&gt;Pftttt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1035734556156377045?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1035734556156377045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1035734556156377045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1035734556156377045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1035734556156377045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2012/01/tapestry-and-porcelain-post-poesis.html' title='Tapestry and Porcelain: Post-poesis'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3755425819298795342</id><published>2011-12-29T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:48:39.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PalimPEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QieCzar6h4A/TvvxITx5GSI/AAAAAAAABCk/GHZxEPqkB2g/s640/blogger-image-2048076824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QieCzar6h4A/TvvxITx5GSI/AAAAAAAABCk/GHZxEPqkB2g/s640/blogger-image-2048076824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vhIseiuGuKo/TvvxJG0UySI/AAAAAAAABCs/qZr-SyFfJe8/s640/blogger-image-1089342169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vhIseiuGuKo/TvvxJG0UySI/AAAAAAAABCs/qZr-SyFfJe8/s640/blogger-image-1089342169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3755425819298795342?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3755425819298795342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3755425819298795342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3755425819298795342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3755425819298795342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/12/palimpest.html' title='PalimPEST'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QieCzar6h4A/TvvxITx5GSI/AAAAAAAABCk/GHZxEPqkB2g/s72-c/blogger-image-2048076824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5745874320540011607</id><published>2011-12-26T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T00:39:12.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipity</title><content type='html'>I was trudging up to the NAFA campus to buy yet another copy of my transcripts; this application is turning out to be a Quest of sorts and this is the final goal in the Credentials Evaluation Quest, and by pure chance, they had a little showcase of Mexican ritual masks in the Nafa gallery!&lt;br /&gt;My kind of thing: Day of the Dead, shaman masks, masks that incorporated images of Christ with local gods... It was just a little show, one security guard, Spanish audio loop but the masks were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the experience of turning a corner and chancing upon these objects .. Plus I was intently going through the final season of True Blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KyYu-MFODqM/TvdRp17ZdXI/AAAAAAAABCE/lqju_xrrDEo/s640/blogger-image--1173246586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KyYu-MFODqM/TvdRp17ZdXI/AAAAAAAABCE/lqju_xrrDEo/s640/blogger-image--1173246586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2LBljrst3qI/TvdRqcd9aMI/AAAAAAAABCI/aF0h-RbL0Kc/s640/blogger-image--819357753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2LBljrst3qI/TvdRqcd9aMI/AAAAAAAABCI/aF0h-RbL0Kc/s640/blogger-image--819357753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-54_Lm3yxgXE/TvdRrBq19pI/AAAAAAAABCQ/OUsuQWktJSg/s640/blogger-image--1188288614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-54_Lm3yxgXE/TvdRrBq19pI/AAAAAAAABCQ/OUsuQWktJSg/s640/blogger-image--1188288614.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y_ZO82adWBc/TvdRr7aJiDI/AAAAAAAABCY/rYQ2eud7kTs/s640/blogger-image-703454209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Y_ZO82adWBc/TvdRr7aJiDI/AAAAAAAABCY/rYQ2eud7kTs/s640/blogger-image-703454209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5745874320540011607?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5745874320540011607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5745874320540011607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5745874320540011607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5745874320540011607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/12/serendipity.html' title='Serendipity'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KyYu-MFODqM/TvdRp17ZdXI/AAAAAAAABCE/lqju_xrrDEo/s72-c/blogger-image--1173246586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1380726625330040205</id><published>2011-12-24T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T16:59:16.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Design is different from Art</title><content type='html'>The best explanation I've encountered for this difference is by Chris Pullman, which I will paraphrase and commit to memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artists solve problems that come from&lt;i&gt; inside themselves&lt;/i&gt;; designers solve &lt;i&gt;other people's problems&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As a jobbing designer, it's all too easy to be cynical about the&lt;a href="http://clientsfromhell.net/" target="_blank"&gt; latter&lt;/a&gt; but thinking beyond the bread-and-butter, quotidian problems such as&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;how do I fit all this onto 4pp on a $200 budget, 4000 copies and can we have 6 color printing and spot lamination on the chairman's face, in 3 working days&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;sort of way (which really requires a mix of communications, production and budgetary ingenuity), Problems with a capital P... financial literacy, social ideology, grassroots action and all sorts of interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, without having to go into details, it's still a pithy description of the difference between Design and Art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1380726625330040205?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1380726625330040205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1380726625330040205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1380726625330040205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1380726625330040205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/12/design-is-different-from-art.html' title='Design is different from Art'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-868078318603799266</id><published>2011-12-17T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:19:32.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Geospatial Ghosts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.timeoutsingapore.com/clubs/venues/bars/domus-cafe-bar"&gt;Cafe Domus&lt;/a&gt; was a cool hangout quite literally around the corner from my place. It was situated in a pre-war shophouse but the owners turned the front into a pretty tableau with Pop-Victorian floral wallpaper and a huge chandelier. The best thing about the cafe was out of sight to the casual passer-by: a bamboo garden at the back! It was always a great place to meet friends and clients, a secret nook conveniently located round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Domus closed down in 2009 and the physical space was taken over by a HTML chopshop and grocery supplier and the bamboo garden is probably used to store sacks of rice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Town&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Cafe Domus' presence lingers on in the GML (Geography Markup Language) file. When playing &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/sg/app/my-town-2/id442345455?mt=8"&gt;MyTown2&lt;/a&gt;, Cafe Domus appears as one of the options and I promptly selected it. I haven't googled where this particular app gets its GML information&amp;nbsp; - Google Places, Foursquare, but someone or some agency had created a node for the defunct Domus and it'll exist in some GML file, turning up in outdated maps and listings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Off the GPS grid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EViNgT6JBvQ/TuwMqMKHCfI/AAAAAAAABB0/TwqN15Js620/s1600/DSCN1987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EViNgT6JBvQ/TuwMqMKHCfI/AAAAAAAABB0/TwqN15Js620/s320/DSCN1987.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pin Guan Hotel taken in 2006&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Right across where Cafe Domus was, is the Pin Guan hotel, an example of the Nanyang pre-war hotel. I stayed at &lt;a href="http://intransit.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/03/06/the-cathay-hotel-penangs-magnificent-pile/"&gt;the Cathay Hotel in Penang&lt;/a&gt; which was still in its original condition, untouched by hipster architects, including the staff, which was great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the infamous &lt;a href="http://www.uebersee.com.sg/tag/mitre-hotel/"&gt;Mitre Hotel&lt;/a&gt;, which saw hordes of artists and creatives flocking for a last photoshoot, the Pin Guan is relatively obscure, just me taking photos before they erect the hoardings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pin Guan has been replaced by a block of service apartments. BUT to the chargin of travelers arriving at the nearby Farrer Park MRT station, Pin Guan is listed as hotel on the glossy station map, even though it's not been open for the past 20 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Urban Redevelopment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, it seems that the only way for these places and buildings to escape the developer's bulldozer is to get a makeover by hipsters e.g. the Kam Leng Hotel, a decrepit old dame along Jalan Besar. They are going to put funky graphics in the rooms and turn her into "cool" backpacker's inn. How unimaginative! Like styling an 80-year old lady in Lady GaGa (or whoever is on the pop radar) clothes... what about the building's history? Wong Kar Wai would be aghast. I prefer rose-tinted nostalgia to a cheesy update.&lt;br /&gt;(For years, I've walked by the Kam Leng, and every time, it seems as if Tony Leung would stroll out to order some wanton noodles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a better fate? Pin Guan, existing as digital detritus, meta-data (I've tagged and uploaded some photos, doubtless other people might have too), outdated land surveys ... or continue to exist after a soul-stripping makeover?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-868078318603799266?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/868078318603799266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=868078318603799266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/868078318603799266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/868078318603799266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/12/geospatial-ghosts.html' title='Geospatial Ghosts'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EViNgT6JBvQ/TuwMqMKHCfI/AAAAAAAABB0/TwqN15Js620/s72-c/DSCN1987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5716256963253416425</id><published>2011-11-13T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:22:12.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Force-feed : A little formatting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-do3stCcas9Q/Tr_CqcoMjlI/AAAAAAAABBk/ENCCeYLxPHc/s1600/fb-feed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-do3stCcas9Q/Tr_CqcoMjlI/AAAAAAAABBk/ENCCeYLxPHc/s1600/fb-feed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It takes a human reader to interpret the unintended hilarity (Ok, it's not really LOL but it is a bit amusing) of this update that appeared on my Facebook ticker. They could've done some formatting to remedy this... but with so much data being manipulated and pushed into the Facebook page, it could be a case of too&lt;i&gt; much information that needs formatting&lt;/i&gt;. I think our social graphs probably look like a huge tangle of yarn right now. Maybe I'm reading too much into things or maybe I just can't get over the fact that my GRE essay will be partially marked by a computer - the question is: which parts will the computer mark?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5716256963253416425?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5716256963253416425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5716256963253416425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5716256963253416425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5716256963253416425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/11/force-feed-little-formatting.html' title='Force-feed : A little formatting'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-do3stCcas9Q/Tr_CqcoMjlI/AAAAAAAABBk/ENCCeYLxPHc/s72-c/fb-feed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8093030155574170890</id><published>2011-11-09T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T19:26:22.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine learning'/><title type='text'>I am just a Dataset</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPG322NCiAw/TrS1Jd0aMMI/AAAAAAAABAs/yzUVkAQBH5I/s1600/airbnb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPG322NCiAw/TrS1Jd0aMMI/AAAAAAAABAs/yzUVkAQBH5I/s1600/airbnb.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contextual ad using data gleaned from my Facebook profile&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A screengrab of &lt;i&gt;machine-generated content &lt;/i&gt;on Facebook occasionally produces &lt;a href="http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/03/unexpected-memories.html"&gt;tragic &lt;/a&gt;or as in the image above, comic results like the ad above. OK, I found it LOL - rent out a room to "other Knitting enthusiasts"? At least lower-case all the letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with this ad? It's hilarious when you realize the potential combinations for this contextual ad and its [insert hobby] + "enthusiasts" = text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fishing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taxidermy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dwarf-tossing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Chainsaw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;... and the list goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8093030155574170890?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8093030155574170890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8093030155574170890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8093030155574170890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8093030155574170890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-just-dataset.html' title='I am just a Dataset'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPG322NCiAw/TrS1Jd0aMMI/AAAAAAAABAs/yzUVkAQBH5I/s72-c/airbnb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4823534506970307550</id><published>2011-10-17T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:29:15.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>To be with Art is all we ask</title><content type='html'>Having studied and worked with the &lt;i&gt;Arts &lt;/i&gt;and Art Education, I've encountered innumerable courses and variations of the question - What is Art...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, I visited the MoMA in NYC and it was like walking through the pages of an art textbook - I was literally encountering seminal works that I had seen, dimly projected in a dark lecture room or reproduced in books (pre-Internet days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-uOAFLiKA4/Tqf80UUgccI/AAAAAAAABAc/TmXpVWWpI40/s1600/to+be+with+art.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-uOAFLiKA4/Tqf80UUgccI/AAAAAAAABAc/TmXpVWWpI40/s400/to+be+with+art.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece by &lt;a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/artist.php?artist_id=7496"&gt;Gilbert and George&lt;/a&gt; is what I'd use for my answer to the question of what is art/Art/ART?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has reproduced the text &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/taimoo/5443979721/"&gt;here  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Art wears a Curious Tie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the wistful tone of this ... ode to Art. A half-remembered glimpse of a fey young chap with dusty-blonde hair, dressed in a light brown suit and "curious blue tie", lost in a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"We really do love you and we really do hate you. Why do you have so many  faces and voices? You make us thirst for you and then to run from you -  escaping completely into a normal life - getting up, having breakfast,  going to the work-shop and being sure of putting our mind and energy  into the making of a door or maybe a simple table and chair."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The context of this (which I wiki-ed) is the artists' time at art college and their reaction to the predominance of sculpture. Still, all artists would relate to this bit: Art is the annoying thing that keeps us from being satisfied with making a simple Thing - why must every Thing be a piece of Art?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4823534506970307550?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4823534506970307550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4823534506970307550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4823534506970307550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4823534506970307550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-be-with-art-is-all-we-ask.html' title='To be with Art is all we ask'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-uOAFLiKA4/Tqf80UUgccI/AAAAAAAABAc/TmXpVWWpI40/s72-c/to+be+with+art.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6562208762296520760</id><published>2011-09-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:28:27.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Feverish new moon and Vintage Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKK2kWYcb18/TmECMgbjdOI/AAAAAAAAA-0/X9fzSNnDlag/s1600/owl-girl-inprogress.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKK2kWYcb18/TmECMgbjdOI/AAAAAAAAA-0/X9fzSNnDlag/s320/owl-girl-inprogress.gif" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owl Girl - work in progress&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I've been a devout follower of &lt;a href="http://www.astrologyzone.com/"&gt;Susan Miller's Astrologyzone.com&lt;/a&gt; for more than a decade now and the site looks the same as when I was browsing with my 56kbp/s&amp;nbsp; modem (?) and gruel-grey PowerMac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the site still looks the same but who cares and being more than a decade old, it's&lt;b&gt; vintage internet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the crushing inertia I faced last month will lift in September with&lt;a href="http://www.astrologyzone.com/forecasts/monthly/aries_full.php"&gt; certain planets going in orbit &lt;/a&gt;and a New Moon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6562208762296520760?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6562208762296520760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6562208762296520760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6562208762296520760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6562208762296520760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/09/feverish-new-moon-and-vintage-internet.html' title='Feverish new moon and Vintage Internet'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKK2kWYcb18/TmECMgbjdOI/AAAAAAAAA-0/X9fzSNnDlag/s72-c/owl-girl-inprogress.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6941904259844961731</id><published>2011-09-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:05:23.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital art'/><title type='text'>Look what I found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDiQp9oh-JA/TmD98wJ7LpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/CvAFmYE_2y0/s1600/babyface.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDiQp9oh-JA/TmD98wJ7LpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/CvAFmYE_2y0/s320/babyface.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After spending weeks getting back in touch with art and "finding myself", this is what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I really want to do is create emo doodles and yes I love stitches as a motif. Actually, I need to re-animate some Sculpey that's been sitting around for more than a year and re-work them into baby heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6941904259844961731?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6941904259844961731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6941904259844961731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6941904259844961731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6941904259844961731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/09/look-what-i-found.html' title='Look what I found'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDiQp9oh-JA/TmD98wJ7LpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/CvAFmYE_2y0/s72-c/babyface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2431375319578873149</id><published>2011-08-15T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T11:38:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Significant Objects: Why do they make this stuff?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-PyxBUiodk/TkiYy1sD1dI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/G_3B-O8v6_g/s1600/Photo+14-8-11+7+38+38+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-PyxBUiodk/TkiYy1sD1dI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/G_3B-O8v6_g/s320/Photo+14-8-11+7+38+38+PM.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That noticeboard along the Outram MRT - Pearl's Centre walkway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Singapore is not part of China because there's a Chinatown in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like Chinatowns, it contains shops that sell all manner of strange euphemera. Downstream from the touristy centre of Chinatown, is Pearl's Centre which houses the infamous YangTze Cinema, a parallel universe where Pamela Anderson stars in &lt;i&gt;American History X&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stores in this shopping centre are mostly bargain-outlets, selling stuff that looks like they fell off a lorry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FG80m2d_6I/TkiY0oyMm_I/AAAAAAAAA-c/BsBDFae2v1U/s1600/Photo+14-8-11+11+57+32+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2FG80m2d_6I/TkiY0oyMm_I/AAAAAAAAA-c/BsBDFae2v1U/s320/Photo+14-8-11+11+57+32+PM.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much stuff - a perfect miniature carry-all for Blythe at $2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2431375319578873149?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2431375319578873149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2431375319578873149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2431375319578873149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2431375319578873149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/08/significant-objects-why-do-they-make.html' title='Significant Objects: Why do they make this stuff?'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-PyxBUiodk/TkiYy1sD1dI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/G_3B-O8v6_g/s72-c/Photo+14-8-11+7+38+38+PM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1552529246440241861</id><published>2011-08-09T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T15:14:59.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety and Symptoms'/><title type='text'>Neurotica - Dali at the ArtScience Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTfqxqqUERU/TkDSN79ZdwI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M-zL75g_dt4/s1600/420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTfqxqqUERU/TkDSN79ZdwI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M-zL75g_dt4/s400/420.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dalean branches and twigs growing out of a thumb, neurotica!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAEk7wqPwE/TkDSCI5xFxI/AAAAAAAAA7U/p-GIf-ZNSeU/s1600/421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAAEk7wqPwE/TkDSCI5xFxI/AAAAAAAAA7U/p-GIf-ZNSeU/s400/421.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0Qp8rTizzg/TkDSchpFeZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/9LKC-NE_xGc/s1600/425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0Qp8rTizzg/TkDSchpFeZI/AAAAAAAAA7k/9LKC-NE_xGc/s400/425.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE Mae West sofa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The ArtScience museum finally came to its senses and changed its admission charges to that of individual exhibitions. That was why I made the visit to the Dali sculpture show, without paying for stuff that I don't want to see and the permanent ArtScience exhibit isn't even worth mentioning: it's literally a few interactive screens, like something from a forgotten corner of the Science Centre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this museum is an obligatory nod to art and culture amidst the consumerism of the whole Marina Bay Sands area. The REAL reason for the existence of the entire Marina Bay Sands multiplex is hidden away in the basement - the casino and gaming floor. The ArtScience museum is for the schoolkids and the patronizing tone of the exhibition write-ups doesn't let you forget this. The garish blue stickers, written in a textbook tone, asks you to do "fun" things like look out for the hidden lobsters in the sculptures...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGzx--lpPlg/TkDU1FXJBfI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YWQkUb6aabo/s1600/408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iGzx--lpPlg/TkDU1FXJBfI/AAAAAAAAA8s/YWQkUb6aabo/s640/408.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting really close to the black and white sketches and seeing the artist's marks up close is probably more interesting than the cast bronze sculptures. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6oX4pTae_Y/TkDVhj-G4FI/AAAAAAAAA9M/O4mpmi7ljRk/s1600/415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J6oX4pTae_Y/TkDVhj-G4FI/AAAAAAAAA9M/O4mpmi7ljRk/s400/415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The viscous trickle of blood in this phallic interpretation of the Unicorn and the Maiden. Not for the schoolkids then? There was no textbook caption for this piece. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1Hh5JKYUwE/TkDVxVzkJtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/s7G1f8myAfU/s1600/418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1Hh5JKYUwE/TkDVxVzkJtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/s7G1f8myAfU/s400/418.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the skulls in the lithographs, the strokes are so neurotic anxiotic, makes me feel twitchy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Still, I got to press my nose against the lithographs and peer at the pen marks in the lithographs: he seemed to enjoy drawing the women's curly locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1552529246440241861?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1552529246440241861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1552529246440241861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1552529246440241861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1552529246440241861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/08/neurotica-dali-at-artscience-museum.html' title='Neurotica - Dali at the ArtScience Museum'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTfqxqqUERU/TkDSN79ZdwI/AAAAAAAAA7c/M-zL75g_dt4/s72-c/420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4124054701976894699</id><published>2011-08-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:24:30.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Burn Burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUPCKXx5Cps/TjgryF7_5UI/AAAAAAAAA6o/A_UOCVwXNhE/s1600/Photo+2-8-11+4+05+01+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUPCKXx5Cps/TjgryF7_5UI/AAAAAAAAA6o/A_UOCVwXNhE/s640/Photo+2-8-11+4+05+01+PM.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Workhouse for designers... a reminder why I'm not a mouse operator anymore.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6dLYd66CgNA/TjgsGDg34tI/AAAAAAAAA6s/_RYW0o-9Kgg/s1600/Photo+2-8-11+4+07+26+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6dLYd66CgNA/TjgsGDg34tI/AAAAAAAAA6s/_RYW0o-9Kgg/s640/Photo+2-8-11+4+07+26+PM.jpeg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to spend precious pay and allowances on expensive, 'rare' magazines. All of them have been trashed - mildewed in this humidity.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXbaRRh6zTw/TjgsLH7MywI/AAAAAAAAA6w/LYqk1fXv-Sc/s1600/Photo+2-8-11+4+07+34+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXbaRRh6zTw/TjgsLH7MywI/AAAAAAAAA6w/LYqk1fXv-Sc/s640/Photo+2-8-11+4+07+34+PM.jpeg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More tangible reminders of things I should clear out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyKZlXpnhJA/TjgrmQdLjtI/AAAAAAAAA6k/iw7quoMitWE/s1600/Photo+2-8-11+4+06+21+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyKZlXpnhJA/TjgrmQdLjtI/AAAAAAAAA6k/iw7quoMitWE/s640/Photo+2-8-11+4+06+21+PM.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I dropped by the &lt;a href="http://ihavearoomwitheverything.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ihavearoomwitheverything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; exhibition, hoping to re-ignite, re-kindle my graphic design work. The location was in good old Selegie Road, where I was educated in the design. My grades were dismal, by the way. Got a D in Commercial Design. Commercial Design! How quaint and archaic... it involved manual paste-up, line by line with a X-acto knife and Cow Gum. Pasting text onto artboard so it can be photographed and converted to film. It wasn't tinged with nostalgia at that time, just frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Print Must Die &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the collection of 'zines and other paper objects ignited a different sort of feeling. That and the sight of designers literally locked in a room, chained to their Macs! I'm in a highly-flammable room (it's paneled with wooden boards) with what looks like a room from 1996 (Concave Scream?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teach yourself to code, stop pushing text boxes around. &lt;/i&gt;Get out more... tele-presence, locative media, mobility, social design - that's design that's alive and not trapped in ink on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1231470373"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1231470374"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4124054701976894699?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4124054701976894699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4124054701976894699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4124054701976894699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4124054701976894699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/08/burn-burn.html' title='Burn Burn'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUPCKXx5Cps/TjgryF7_5UI/AAAAAAAAA6o/A_UOCVwXNhE/s72-c/Photo+2-8-11+4+05+01+PM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6326527494172304283</id><published>2011-08-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:40:08.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doll'/><title type='text'>A Bird Without Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EuMiFEZUmo/Tja5-XdJJpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/v60qvlxJoMU/s1600/292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EuMiFEZUmo/Tja5-XdJJpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/v60qvlxJoMU/s320/292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings"&amp;nbsp; said &lt;span class="st"&gt;Salvador Dali... that's probably why I like to make strange little kiwi-like birds such as the one on the left - Mavis, with her straggly hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7JGRdxlgxQ/Tja6GW6AiHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/nH_DAJSP_Ak/s1600/295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FMQhAznaGWg/Tja6Lg-OptI/AAAAAAAAA6U/bxtCwsRQ3EM/s1600/396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1069584292"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1069584293"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6326527494172304283?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6326527494172304283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6326527494172304283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6326527494172304283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6326527494172304283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/08/bird-without-wings.html' title='A Bird Without Wings'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EuMiFEZUmo/Tja5-XdJJpI/AAAAAAAAA6M/v60qvlxJoMU/s72-c/292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7738250925730963542</id><published>2011-07-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T18:24:06.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital art'/><title type='text'>Care Bears Prancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXA-ewSKvVc/Th1wYQ2epII/AAAAAAAAA50/cDgqMV4Uf28/s1600/012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXA-ewSKvVc/Th1wYQ2epII/AAAAAAAAA50/cDgqMV4Uf28/s400/012.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this current age of vector art and Dunnies, it's nice to look to see that the original Care Bears are still alive! In the Care Bears mook, the artists are pictured painting the Bears, with real brushes and watercolour! It would be really sad if Care Bears went the way of vinyl toys and Dunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Looking at the artwork in the mook, it brings back memories of water-soluble colour pencils! I don't think you can re-create the effect or satisfying experience of Caran d'Ache water-soluble pencils gently blending into damp ink using Photoshop and a Wacom tablet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vector characters, defined by mathematical coordinates can't quite PRANCE like these analog bears...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7738250925730963542?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7738250925730963542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7738250925730963542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7738250925730963542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7738250925730963542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/07/care-bears-prancing.html' title='Care Bears Prancing'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXA-ewSKvVc/Th1wYQ2epII/AAAAAAAAA50/cDgqMV4Uf28/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3220596232516584353</id><published>2011-06-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T23:52:12.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Stepping Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9BsON7TS_2Q/TgyX7YsNRMI/AAAAAAAAA4M/FvrYmhcJABM/s1600/Photo+25-6-11+11+13+11+AM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9BsON7TS_2Q/TgyX7YsNRMI/AAAAAAAAA4M/FvrYmhcJABM/s320/Photo+25-6-11+11+13+11+AM.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vicky Blythe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;After six semesters, I realize that hey, I achieved my dream of being an educator and an academic! I have six intense semesters of classroom experience, working with design students and got my wish to write extensively on design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also 3 years of working with mostly MS Word and Office... It's sometimes difficult to stop and realize that hey, that's a goal achieved, take stock and a breather before the next step.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my excuse to pursue a Masters, am now considering my options - &lt;a href="http://sisulla.wordpress.com/"&gt;sisulla.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is where I blog about this next phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are the two great gifts I got from my co-workers. BLYTHE - OMFG I clearly remember the receptionist at the dingy night class place (it's really the epitome of the pits of night classes, including the vomit-green carpet) talking about not being able to afford a Blythe and now I've been given one!! It's different from buying one, it's a gift and it means a lot to me. Blythes demand to be taken out and dressed - right now, Vicky has only the dress she came with so I've got a lot of work to do. &lt;a href="http://sugarpunk.etsy.com/"&gt;Sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; will soon have a Blythe corner... Shoes are the tricky part - I guess it's time to get dirty with resin moulds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWJ7qqnLF6E/TgyYAtjCeiI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3bJxYKncvOc/s1600/Photo+27-6-11+2+53+58+PM.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWJ7qqnLF6E/TgyYAtjCeiI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3bJxYKncvOc/s400/Photo+27-6-11+2+53+58+PM.jpeg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original caricature by eeshaun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3220596232516584353?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3220596232516584353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3220596232516584353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3220596232516584353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3220596232516584353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/06/stepping-up.html' title='Stepping Up'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9BsON7TS_2Q/TgyX7YsNRMI/AAAAAAAAA4M/FvrYmhcJABM/s72-c/Photo+25-6-11+11+13+11+AM.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6230537279109613257</id><published>2011-04-19T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:26:32.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fretting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:verdana,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;I love the quote @despairbot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Patience is a minor form of Despair, disguised as a Virtue&lt;/span&gt;. Well, patience is about waiting and generally waiting is done in quiet despair, not quite sure if one has been placed in the "No Further Consideration" pile.&lt;br&gt;Quiet despair, crippling despair - what are the other flavours and levels of Despair?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6230537279109613257?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6230537279109613257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6230537279109613257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6230537279109613257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6230537279109613257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/04/fretting.html' title='Fretting'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-116805313128186166</id><published>2011-03-21T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T14:21:58.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digital art'/><title type='text'>Work in Progress - White Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a long hiatus and procrastination, I finally got started with the Intuos 3 which I bought off a friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cQ4OVhmZ0_w/TYbuagpBlZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/C4eGEygvQMM/s1600/whiterabbit-copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cQ4OVhmZ0_w/TYbuagpBlZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/C4eGEygvQMM/s640/whiterabbit-copy.jpg" width="491" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-116805313128186166?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/116805313128186166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=116805313128186166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/116805313128186166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/116805313128186166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/03/work-in-progress-white-rabbit.html' title='Work in Progress - White Rabbit'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-cQ4OVhmZ0_w/TYbuagpBlZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/C4eGEygvQMM/s72-c/whiterabbit-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-324351327661780648</id><published>2011-03-11T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:08:24.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Memories</title><content type='html'>Facebook's "Photo memories from [year]" could really trigger unexpected emotional responses especially when it shows pulls up friends who are no longer friends for various reasons. Friends who have passed on still continue to appear in birthday reminders, existing in a database for... as long as databases &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Momento Mori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uCLFswbpPeM/TXmY15RVlNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-CXZBTyljM/s1600/photo-memories.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uCLFswbpPeM/TXmY15RVlNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-CXZBTyljM/s1600/photo-memories.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked on this photo set because hey, I looked kinda fresh and funky in it. I remember how we tried to squeeze our faces into the frame. The colors are off, big smiles and big eyes, you couldn't tell that we were both going through some intense times, so it was really about hope - the hope that things would get better and they did, for a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond visualizing relationships, these social network features are public traces of our lives and interactions. Imagine reading a dead person's diary - that's the feeling you get when you look at the final few posts, tweets or actions of a friend who now exists only as a dataset somewhere. But hang on, depending on the dataset, it could be much more than the traces that many of us would leave, pre-Internet and pre-Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Last Check-in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you died right now, what traces would you leave on the servers? My blogs, &lt;a href="http://sugarpunk.etsy.com/"&gt;my Etsy store&lt;/a&gt;, my&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/lingling.ng"&gt; Facebook profile&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.foursquare.com/"&gt;my final check-in on Foursquare&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_756238657"&gt;few thousand twee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ts.../"&gt;ts...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, if I ever do write and publish a paper on digital (dis)embodiment, I'll dedicate my work to Julie "Clever" Yeung 1988 - 2008&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-324351327661780648?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/324351327661780648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=324351327661780648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/324351327661780648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/324351327661780648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/03/unexpected-memories.html' title='Unexpected Memories'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uCLFswbpPeM/TXmY15RVlNI/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-CXZBTyljM/s72-c/photo-memories.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1428340279517479319</id><published>2011-02-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T22:43:14.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><title type='text'>The Blue Room: Shrine to 1997</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tP1WXA0UyoU/TWUZ8AVa1FI/AAAAAAAAA34/YWqGnIKQdnc/s1600/Photo+Feb+03%252C+8+13+49+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tP1WXA0UyoU/TWUZ8AVa1FI/AAAAAAAAA34/YWqGnIKQdnc/s320/Photo+Feb+03%252C+8+13+49+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My computer corner! That is a monitor circa 1997 that no one ever got round to tossing out. Yeah that's the desk where I had my Supra dial-up modem. And my own phone line...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtdvbaDSg30/TWUaslDCpwI/AAAAAAAAA38/mwMSfOT__rk/s1600/Photo+Feb+03%252C+8+12+19+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtdvbaDSg30/TWUaslDCpwI/AAAAAAAAA38/mwMSfOT__rk/s320/Photo+Feb+03%252C+8+12+19+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took this photos over the Chinese New Year holidays. It's not that I haven't been home for 14 years but it never really dawned on me that my parents had kept my old room the way it was since I lived at home. Like those rooms you see on TV crime shows where the parents keep the murdered/kidnapped child's room the way it was...&lt;br /&gt;There is a pair of plush Hello Kitty from that McDonald's craze, still in their plastic wrappers, my enormous old 1000 pc tangka jigsaw, some old clothes in the wardrobe, it's just so bizarre - I would've razed the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I chose the lurid blue color, painted the furniture myself (Still can't believe I actually did that). Maybe I should think about moving the Baker's Shelf, it is quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl in the blue room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's me in the corner (REM), facing a 15" CRT monitor, surfing &lt;a href="http://shift.jp.org/"&gt;Shift.jp.org&lt;/a&gt; and dreaming graphic designer dreams. It seems that I have traveled very far and gotten no where at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1428340279517479319?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1428340279517479319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1428340279517479319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1428340279517479319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1428340279517479319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/02/blue-room-shrine-to-1997.html' title='The Blue Room: Shrine to 1997'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tP1WXA0UyoU/TWUZ8AVa1FI/AAAAAAAAA34/YWqGnIKQdnc/s72-c/Photo+Feb+03%252C+8+13+49+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-77475708605204172</id><published>2011-02-16T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:00:36.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I could upload what I just saw onto YouTube</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone's probably had a moment when they wished they had a camera or these days, wished they could've taken an Instagram and uploaded it to their stream. I just saw a YouTubable sequence: nothing spectacular but could be a viral hit in a YouTube-sort of way,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whilst in the canteen, I saw a mynah bird grab a chicken nugget off a plate that was on a table at the other end. The bird dragged the chunk of processed meat to the other end of the table. A guy came over with his lunch tray, gave the classic quizzical comedy look - at the plate and then at the errant nugget. You could see his mind working as he made the connection...&lt;br&gt;His friend, the owner of the nugget came up, drink in hand and a conversation ensued... yeah, the friend did eat the rest of the nuggets...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel  compelled to blog about this because it's exactly the sort of thing I see on 'hit' YouTube videos, except that I feel weird 'cos A) I'm seeing it in real life B) I immediately associated this real life sequence with YouTube&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;... Why do I wish so badly that I could post it onto social media? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-77475708605204172?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/77475708605204172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=77475708605204172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/77475708605204172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/77475708605204172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish-i-could-upload-what-i-just-saw.html' title='I wish I could upload what I just saw onto YouTube'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8462531389507634336</id><published>2011-01-31T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T11:46:11.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine learning'/><title type='text'>Aerodynamic Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TUYqRWZcXiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/K3UwT2pR8KQ/s320/machine-learning.gif" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screen-grab of sponsored links on Thesaurus.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am interested in machine-learning, even for prosaic purposes such as serving up better related advertisements. I happened to notice these three that got spat out with the search results for the term "aerodynamic" on &lt;a href="http://thesaurus.com/"&gt;Thesaurus.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Machine Hunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the incongruity of these three results that set me rambling and pause in my paperwork to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the formula that the Machine uses to make best guesses on the links that me, the unpredictable human would most likely click? Which bucket did the Jesus link come from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Messages to no one in particular&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current search term, my IP address, recent search terms, Facebook profile cookie? I suppose it can be traced to some cookie-cutter code to churn out Adwords in response to server requests but I like to imagine how random (yup, there's no such thing as a true randomness in programming, kind of philosophical) results from a machine-brain could be linked only by the human mind.&lt;br /&gt;What strange scenario or story can we make from: Flight school + Jesus + article spinner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8462531389507634336?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8462531389507634336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8462531389507634336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8462531389507634336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8462531389507634336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/01/aerodynamic-jesus.html' title='Aerodynamic Jesus'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TUYqRWZcXiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/K3UwT2pR8KQ/s72-c/machine-learning.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1941269747913938210</id><published>2011-01-09T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:39:19.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>I got into design because of record covers | We need to de-construct the web!</title><content type='html'>That was how &lt;a href="http://www.sagmeister.com/node/86"&gt;Stefan Sagmeister&lt;/a&gt; said he got interested in graphic design, because of music album covers. Sagmeister is the epitome of graphic design success - a studio in the heart of New York City but works from Bali, fame in the pop and fashion industry... Anyway, I also developed an interest in graphic design and eventually Design design through CD album covers - a particular CD cover which I re-created with tin foil and I think it featured Sagmeister graffiti typography. This got me thinking: do young people get interested in graphic design because of a particular album cover* when music now is a file name on a playlist, accompanied by a glimpse of the original music video on Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had finally gotten round to watching Helvetica, the graphic design documentary and it was kind of nostalgic to see people like Neville Brody, David Carson (!) and of course, Sagmeister, pontificating on the eponymous typeface.&amp;nbsp; Carson of course brought back huge memories of Raygun magazine and how we as design students in the early Nineties, poured reverently over each spread. I suppose I should cringe at my work from those days, badly de-constructed layouts using dot-com and grunge typefaces... the often mis-used Template Gothic from &lt;a href="http://www.emigre.com/EF.php?fid=125"&gt;Emigre fonts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://www.emigre.com/FontTL/FTTem.GIF" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.emigre.com/EF.php?fid=125"&gt;Emigre fonts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But post post-experimental and post-grunge, it doesn't feel so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post-Experimental and Post-Usability, Semantic Web&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel a need to make a comment on what I feel is the Post-Usable web... for lack of a better phrase, after almost a decade of making lite, semantic, CSS-driven (content and layout neatly separated), machine- and human-readable websites, it's time for designers to get experimental once more. &lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering how I would de-construct such a website, create a design that is not human-readable, yet makes sense to machines and search engines, readers etc., but the front-end would still be intriguing to the human viewer - intriguing enough for one to navigate this deliberately un-navigable site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the experimental days of shes.aflightrisk.com and Yugop... I think we've been too caught up in social media and tools with their defaults and pre-sets. &lt;i&gt;We need to deconstruct the web!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;* It was titled "Decade", with lettering by Sagmeister and here I am writing this at the start of yet another decade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiHxLzo7b9w/TrqBmG3PwgI/AAAAAAAABBc/uzJeHnnk2yU/s1600/Photo+9-11-11+7+52+32+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiHxLzo7b9w/TrqBmG3PwgI/AAAAAAAABBc/uzJeHnnk2yU/s320/Photo+9-11-11+7+52+32+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A photo&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;of the original&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;CD&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and the cover which I re-created with a bit of tin foil and fluorescent paper.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;The graffiti text was by Steven Sprouse and looking at the collage, I thought to myself,&amp;nbsp; "I could do something like that, all I need is a marker and some tin foil."&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1941269747913938210?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1941269747913938210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1941269747913938210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1941269747913938210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1941269747913938210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-got-into-design-because-of-record.html' title='I got into design because of record covers | We need to de-construct the web!'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qiHxLzo7b9w/TrqBmG3PwgI/AAAAAAAABBc/uzJeHnnk2yU/s72-c/Photo+9-11-11+7+52+32+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7462619771481893384</id><published>2010-12-20T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:20:51.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>The Business of Education</title><content type='html'>I've never been to a 'proper' university (Ok, let's leave out all that University of Life and School of Hard Knocks BS... ) and I can't say I've experienced a 'proper' undergrad life. My memories are of working in various places, aspiring to work in the designer enclave of Chinatown. I did, eventually and I have great memories of Telok Ayer Street although I never made it to Neil Road or Ann Siang Hill which is where all the coolest and most boutique of boutique agencies are. Working in a walk-up shophouse is definitely an experience for all designers, even just to get it out of your system but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a proper degree (accreditation and everyfing), although the experience can be likened to being part of the dirty conspiracy that is Adult Education. Anyway, it was something to get out of the way, like removing your wisdom teeth or an appendectomy - a pre-emptive decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design isn't a career that encourages or permits scholarly aspirations (I like reading AND writing) and reflection on the industry and actual work often makes a designer (me) feel that the amount of stress and effort that goes into a project isn't proportionate - no one really &lt;i&gt;dies &lt;/i&gt;because the Pantone colour-matching is off by 20% but we act like someone's gonna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More digression. But really I want to be able to &lt;b&gt;experience undergrad life as a post-graduate&lt;/b&gt;, to be in an institution of learning without the cynicism, tiredness, &lt;strike&gt;and disappointment&lt;/strike&gt; that comes along after sixteen years of working experience*. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fresh-faced, eager to learn and face the world, let's bring on the lattes, flip-flops, unicorns and rainbows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'd eventually be able to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thinkingforaliving.org/"&gt;think for a living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bartering one's time and skills for money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7462619771481893384?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7462619771481893384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7462619771481893384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7462619771481893384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7462619771481893384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/12/business-of-education.html' title='The Business of Education'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7857865361920582185</id><published>2010-12-19T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:38:41.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I spend my weekends looking at pictures of unicorns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cornify.com/unicornpictures/23/cute-unicorn-in-the-sparkly-gardens"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cornify.com/pics/preview/unicorn2.jpg"  title="Cute Unicorn in the Sparkly Gardens"  alt="Cornify unicorn and rainbow happiness" /&gt;... I like this one although it isn't in the classic style (psychedelic, 80's poster artwork) and the unicorn appears to be a Clydesdale mix.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;More unicorns at &lt;a href="http://cornify.com"&gt;Cornify&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7857865361920582185?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7857865361920582185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7857865361920582185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7857865361920582185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7857865361920582185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-spend-my-weekends-looking-at-pictures.html' title='I spend my weekends looking at pictures of unicorns'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1220297737642747538</id><published>2010-11-07T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:46:27.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clandestine</title><content type='html'>...is a wonderful name for my next doll. I watched the shirt film of the same name, by AFI which they made during the transitional Sing The Sorrow album. Transition from youthful to quarter-life angst and now, ummmm what's between quarter and mid-life? The Jesus years I like to call this period of 30-33 years. &lt;br /&gt;Angst that changes as one grows older, eventually turning into the dreaded mid-life crisis.&lt;br /&gt;I've always guessed that Davey Havok is exactly the same age as me, and fangirl triva aside, I feel that AFI's music was a mirror to my so-called life, it always makes me restless wishing for the melodrama and indulgence of too much eyeliner and noir... There's way too much banality! Gotta start acting my age!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1220297737642747538?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1220297737642747538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1220297737642747538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1220297737642747538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1220297737642747538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/11/clandestine.html' title='Clandestine'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8284353415868519236</id><published>2010-11-03T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:47:42.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vitriolic'/><title type='text'>The Compleat Guide To Design Thinking</title><content type='html'>Many of these Design Thinking Guides and &lt;a href="http://www.darden.virginia.edu/web/uploadedFiles/Darden/Batten_Institute/Chapters%201%20and%202.pdf"&gt;Kits&lt;/a&gt; begin with the rhetorical question: Why Design?&lt;br /&gt;And the response, I fear, is fast becoming... "cos management wants us to?" &lt;br /&gt;Well, it's about introducing Design Thinking to non-designers... management, executives, other nodes, er...people in the Organisational Behaviour chart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design Thinking as it moves into the realm of organisational behaviour and other people, project management, is turning into yet another &lt;i&gt;process&lt;/i&gt;. I totally agree with &lt;a href="http://designsojourn.com/"&gt;DesignSojourn&lt;/a&gt;'s observation that Design Thinking is killing creativity. In the process of turning what designers do into a &lt;i&gt;process&lt;/i&gt;, for everyone and everything else, from climate change to world peace and coming across like a newly-crowned Miss World, I feel that the &lt;u&gt;spontaneity&lt;/u&gt;, creative tension and &lt;i&gt;messiness &lt;/i&gt;of the design process, as done by designers will surely be transformed into a neat deck of matrices, diagrams and flowcharts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to head back to GuiGalaxy, open up the Designer's Lunchbox and &lt;b&gt;design a website that would give Jakob Nielsen an apoleptic fit&lt;/b&gt; (or at least crash his IE6 browser).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8284353415868519236?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8284353415868519236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8284353415868519236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8284353415868519236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8284353415868519236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/11/compleat-guide-to-design-thinking.html' title='The Compleat Guide To Design Thinking'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5912787037854269999</id><published>2010-10-17T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T01:18:26.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Catcher</title><content type='html'>"Toy Catching" game machines originate from Japan, but as with most things, they have it over the top in Japan.... I was delighted to see huge Namco, Taito halls crammed full of OOT Toy Catcher machines with rare toys. Fortunately, I'm not into the scene, so I only took some pics, but who can resist trying to nab this cuddlesome bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TK_5-zwwANI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vm6emCmwG8A/s1600/IMG_0732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TK_5-zwwANI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vm6emCmwG8A/s400/IMG_0732.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TK_0okq1rXI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HAu7ndULdqQ/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TK_0okq1rXI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HAu7ndULdqQ/s400/IMG_0729.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5912787037854269999?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5912787037854269999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5912787037854269999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5912787037854269999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5912787037854269999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/10/toy-catcher.html' title='Toy Catcher'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TK_5-zwwANI/AAAAAAAAAzk/vm6emCmwG8A/s72-c/IMG_0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5529242360191678715</id><published>2010-10-11T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:33:15.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commentary'/><title type='text'>Design Think in Real Life</title><content type='html'>I have a premonition that Design Thinking will be hijacked by the business people and designers (What were the origins of this hot phrase anyway?) will remain "simple cogs in the wheel of technology" and mere tools in the organisation. This disturbing realization came when I found Tim Brown's&amp;nbsp; (ye of IDEO) Change By Design filed under Organizational Behaviour. There are similarities between OrgBe and Design Thinking, so it's the differences we designers (and former designers) should be concerned about. I've also encountered more books in the Org Be section with "Design Thinking" in the title, rattling off service design, user experience, co-design and other DT concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who formerly relied on design for a living, I'm concerned about the differences in Design Think (am liking this new verb!) as practised by a designer and Design Thinking used as a &lt;i&gt;process&lt;/i&gt;. On one hand, I feel grateful to those who formalized the steps and processes we designers have learnt to do through the &lt;i&gt;practise of design&lt;/i&gt; and on the other hand, I feel skeptical towards those who only use design thinking as a &lt;i&gt;process&lt;/i&gt;, a series of prescribed tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Affinity with Affinity Diagrams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never drawn an affinity diagram (wasn't that in Maths???) but I have used what I now know is affinity diagramming to help plan, visualize, synthesize ideas and work out design problems. Have you tried "co-design" or rather done a project that was "co-designed" by the client's girlfriend? Pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any designer would say they learnt to do what they do from a textbook, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... my long-standing rant about design is that we designers need to be able to justify the value of what we do, not only to the bean counters but also to everyone else, in order to move from being tools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marginalized by Choice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to see design grassroots and outreach that new thinkers like&lt;a href="http://designsayshello.com/"&gt; DesignSaysHello&lt;/a&gt; are inspiring but I also hope these new design thinkers won't become cynical after a few years of being sandblasted in the design industry - a vicious circle in the industry's current state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Black Turtleneck priesthood.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thus, leading to designers turning inwards because nobody understands why and how you do what you do, and an insular design community that thrives on being "misunderstood", doing "real work" outside of their day jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to take that second degree in Business to be a part of the decision-makers?&lt;br /&gt;Will Interaction Design save the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The People On the Other Side of the Screen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Interaction Design is the liberal design discipline - the liberator of designers. Interaction Design is most visible in screen User Interface which was in great demand in the roaring early 2000s and of course, the Internets never went away. Those who went beyond UI as visual design (shiny buttons and shimmering bars), Interaction Designers became the link between engineers and the people on the other side of the screen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5529242360191678715?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5529242360191678715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5529242360191678715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5529242360191678715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5529242360191678715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/10/design-think-in-real-life.html' title='Design Think in Real Life'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3242804499144810710</id><published>2010-10-10T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:14:53.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Think not that dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;appear to the dreamer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;only at night;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The dream of this world of pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;appears to us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;even by day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Japanese verse was translated by Lafcadio Hearn, found in a charming collection of "Oriental Ghost Stories". Hearn was an Irish-Greek writer who moved to Japan in the early 1900s. I'm partial to bleak bleak prose and although these lines are from Buddhist concepts, I'm going to take them out of context and use them as a bitter response to the question: What are your dreams?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3242804499144810710?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3242804499144810710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3242804499144810710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3242804499144810710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3242804499144810710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/10/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4398788227937900421</id><published>2010-09-13T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:51:09.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Happy Cogs</title><content type='html'>The introduction to Jon Kolko's Thoughts on Interaction Design begins with this disclaimer - "&lt;i&gt;The author is fully aware that practicing Interaction Designers may find the contents of this text to be "high-level" or seemingly void of pragmatic or applicable use..&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I'm not particular whether it's Interaction Design (initial caps) or all lower case, I do agree that it's difficult to declare that one's product appears to have no immediate application, especially in this pragmatic (i.e dogmatic) industry. Industry and people want to see shiny surfaces and nifty animations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolko also says that Interaction Designers are in the danger of becoming "simply tools" in a project. This implies that designers are used and directed by others - something to reflect on: Have we let ourselves become &lt;i&gt;tools &lt;/i&gt;used by marketing, product development, producers to render a product? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction ends with "&lt;i&gt;A final goal of this text is to provide Interaction Designers with the vocabulary necessary to justify their existence to other team members: to engineers, marketers, and ultimately, to management, Without this justification, these advocates for the humane manifestation of technology may end up as simple cogs in the wheel of technological progression.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is quite a lofty paragraph but why shouldn't we hold to higher ideals? It's quite sad to have to continually justify one's existence (!) but hey, loads of other disciplines have to - it's evolution in a world where everyone "knows Photoshop". To add on to the bit about being an advocate for humanity, I'd say Interaction Designers are also the engineers that help the above marketers and &lt;b&gt;people navigate and make sense of an increasingly complex, networked society.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it's back to the drawing board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4398788227937900421?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4398788227937900421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4398788227937900421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4398788227937900421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4398788227937900421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-cogs.html' title='Happy Cogs'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1613309380660938863</id><published>2010-09-12T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T22:17:28.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiddy rides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TIzeTwpHLfI/AAAAAAAAArc/poExI43QL14/s1600/Mobile+Photo+12-Sep-2010+PM+10+00+39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TIzeTwpHLfI/AAAAAAAAArc/poExI43QL14/s320/Mobile+Photo+12-Sep-2010+PM+10+00+39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TIzfbiOTHaI/AAAAAAAAArk/2MyZ-Hs_tKI/s1600/kiddyride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TIzfbiOTHaI/AAAAAAAAArk/2MyZ-Hs_tKI/s320/kiddyride.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm fascinated by kiddy rides - the kind you find in malls. I love the kitschy-ness and plain bizarre designs. I used to take photographs of them whenever I was out and about with ye olde dSLR but now that my life has been augmented with the Constant Companion, my iPhone, it's much easier to take a pic of these strange relics of our childhood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; How much does a ride cost these days?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Who makes these things anyway?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where do they go to when they die?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Is there a kiddie ride graveyard&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do kids still like to be tilted and rocked on a funny pink fish in this time and age?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where's my favorite Zebra?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1683877730"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1683877731"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1613309380660938863?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1613309380660938863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1613309380660938863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1613309380660938863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1613309380660938863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/09/kiddy-rides.html' title='Kiddy rides'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TIzeTwpHLfI/AAAAAAAAArc/poExI43QL14/s72-c/Mobile+Photo+12-Sep-2010+PM+10+00+39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7595376310680518830</id><published>2010-09-05T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:43:12.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women of Design, Under Consideration</title><content type='html'>Carrying on in the retrospective theme that began with "Where is Clement Mok?"* I looked up an old, old blog I used to follow,&lt;a href="http://www.underconsideration.com/"&gt; Under Consideration&lt;/a&gt; by Armin Vit. It was a place for discussing not only graphic design issues, but the practice of design, and many of the threads and posts made me restless....&lt;br /&gt;I was surprise to learn that 8 years later,&amp;nbsp; Under Consideration is now an LLC offering design consultancy and design studio services. I guess I missed the final farewell...&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;another good thing that came about from this rooting through historical bookmarks, is my discovery of a book that answered a question I had: Where are the women in design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.underconsideration.com/womenofdesign/images/women_of_design_cover_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.underconsideration.com/womenofdesign/images/women_of_design_cover_big.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.underconsideration.com/womenofdesign/"&gt;This book&lt;/a&gt; by the founders of Under Consideration addresses an issue that needs examining in design anthropology - the issue of gender: can you name some of the women in design? (Deanna Cheuk's not in the book!)&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_530843557"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_530843558"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*These days he's at Clement Mok designs. Can't find him on&amp;nbsp; any of the social networks though...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7595376310680518830?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7595376310680518830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7595376310680518830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7595376310680518830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7595376310680518830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/09/women-of-design-under-consideration.html' title='Women of Design, Under Consideration'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1981111172764309271</id><published>2010-08-31T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:01:11.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>The world from my desktop</title><content type='html'>It seems that I am once again looking at the world from my desktop. Been doing a lot of paperwork and writing at the computer, albeit augmented by quite literally the world being pushed into my browser window.&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, it was RSS feeds, aggregators and widgets, today it's &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I get fed mainly by Twitbin, a discreet sub-window on Firefox, as well as the pop-ups from Digsby. (Yeah I leave the pop-ups on 'cos I like the visual ambience created by the dissolving pop-ups, makes me feel busy and productive*.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw the latest iteration of Twitter's email notification. Check out the connections spelt out in this email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/THzLy4jhktI/AAAAAAAAArE/NvZ2nPH9-xU/s1600/twitter-follow-me.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/THzLy4jhktI/AAAAAAAAArE/NvZ2nPH9-xU/s400/twitter-follow-me.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are these the parameters that led @TedNguyen to follow me? I mean if he was running a bot that uses these connections - erm, I follow 2 users who follow him and he follows 3 of my followers. And I do not follow him. Do you follow me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what way are we &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/users/similar_to/sugarpunk"&gt;similar&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Think about it. (The least you could do is put me on a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sugarpunk/lists/memberships"&gt;list&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On the iPhone, I actually switch all notifications on for most apps. I like the constant pop-ups for the same reason :P But then again, why check-in on &lt;a href="http://www.foursquare.com/"&gt;Foursquare &lt;/a&gt;or let out a tweet? Isn't it so it will register on someone's retina somewhere??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1981111172764309271?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1981111172764309271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1981111172764309271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1981111172764309271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1981111172764309271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/world-from-my-desktop.html' title='The world from my desktop'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/THzLy4jhktI/AAAAAAAAArE/NvZ2nPH9-xU/s72-c/twitter-follow-me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3639961268595345058</id><published>2010-08-25T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:01:29.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><title type='text'>Hammering round nails into square holes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #7f007f; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Apparently, Maslow did say "If every tool is a hammer, every problem looks like a nail."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Yes, the oft misquoted Maslow and his oft maligned &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hierarchy of Needs&lt;/span&gt;. It is unfortunate that his words been reduced to soundbites and pithy quotes for decorating pages and not to mention &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inspirational placemats&lt;/span&gt;. But it's a reflection of the way people consume content and even in educational systems where students consume textbooks. It's disturbing that even at university level, some even compile and condense readings into convenient... textbooks. I guess it's easier to refer to a textbook than a whole library of compleat texts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Lifehack has some &amp;lt;a href="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lifehack.org/articles/productivity/advice-for-students-how-to-read-like-a-scholar.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.lifehack.org/articles/productivity/advice-for-students-how-to-read-like-a-scholar.html&lt;/a&gt;"&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;handy tips&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;. Not really bite-sized, more like a Quarter Pounder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3639961268595345058?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3639961268595345058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3639961268595345058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3639961268595345058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3639961268595345058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/hammering-round-nails-into-square-holes.html' title='Hammering round nails into square holes'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6051911518291435054</id><published>2010-08-20T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:01:55.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>The cloud-gazing must come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #2d2d2d; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Of course, such a carefree, detached style of life cannot go on forever... this only remains possible during one short--and possibly happy--stage of life. Eventually, like it or not, one must bear the burdens of responsibility, and once that happens, the cloud-gazing must come to an end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haruki Murakami in his introduction to Natsume Sōseki's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanshirō&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6051911518291435054?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6051911518291435054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6051911518291435054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6051911518291435054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6051911518291435054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/cloud-gazing-must-come-to-end.html' title='The cloud-gazing must come to an end'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2631776510784709057</id><published>2010-08-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:55:32.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys who rock eyeliner - a retrospective</title><content type='html'>I'm so out of it that I didnt realize Jared Leto and his band was in town playing at SingFest. I guess I tuned out when I heard that Billy Corgan was representing Smashing Pumpkins (what? No James Iha?)&lt;br /&gt;I don't think De Caprio was the first choice to play the lead in Inception. Maybe Leto but he's not exactly a headliner, although there would be a problem sharing the screen with Marion Cotillard... 2 pairs of immense eyes. Plus Cillian Murphy's peepers?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once more I declare Leto as The Guy Who Rocks Eyeliner.  (Adam Lambert? Tsk)&lt;br /&gt;Whether showing Colin Farrell manly love in Alexander, shooting crack into an absessed arm, or pumped action dude in Prince of Persia (it's Persia - they invented eyeliner), Mr Leto sure has a steady hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2631776510784709057?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2631776510784709057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2631776510784709057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2631776510784709057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2631776510784709057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/guys-who-rock-eyeliner-retrospective.html' title='Guys who rock eyeliner - a retrospective'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2354246296788552349</id><published>2010-08-08T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:14:01.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TF5H-8eW7mI/AAAAAAAAAqc/iJoRGLcouZQ/s1600/snarl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TF5H-8eW7mI/AAAAAAAAAqc/iJoRGLcouZQ/s320/snarl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photographs from artist Cai Guo Qiang's installation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2354246296788552349?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2354246296788552349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2354246296788552349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2354246296788552349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2354246296788552349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/wall.html' title='Wall'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TF5K8b-eiSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/iYTBhfd-l-0/s72-c/circle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6606785528210134476</id><published>2010-08-08T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T13:54:14.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elimination of emotional activity</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: I've always been curious about this book, but I suppose it's timely that I read it now. I have not met a Classical mind (or even know what it meant) until lately. A Classical thinker driven to mania in a mechanistic world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The illusion of separation of subject is best removed by the elimination of physical activity, mental activity and emotional activity."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen, meditation, catatonia?&lt;br /&gt;The Liberal Arts are meant to &lt;i&gt;liberate &lt;/i&gt;(from drudgery I presume) the learner. Even the science and engineering subjects, which most here choose for 'pragmatic' reasons, are taken in a mechanistic way ( mechanistic engineering). Do this, take that. Programming is a Classical subject and Romantic too, if one looks at it in a... Classical manner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would say that in order to avoid being sent for a bout of ECT to forcibly reduce mental activity, one should practice Zen. Elimination of physical activity - even prescribed ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6606785528210134476?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6606785528210134476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6606785528210134476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6606785528210134476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6606785528210134476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/elimination-of-emotional-activity.html' title='Elimination of emotional activity'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5768714896122147740</id><published>2010-08-01T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:46:45.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inheritance</title><content type='html'>I received a small inheritance from my uncle recently. It was the first anniversary of his death and they had sorted out his things. He didn't have much - he lived at home, did lots of pro bono acupuncture treatment at the free clinics. &lt;br /&gt;My only contact with him was when I was his patient a few years ago, so we progressed to nods and short sentences on my condition. He was laconic, to say the least. I like to think I inherited some of that dislike for small talk and unnecessary contact from him. I loathe 'social' and all forms of organized 'fun' and team-bonding. It's a loathing that is probably unreasonable but unless they let me come dressed as Kurt Cobain's remains or something, I'm sitting this one out. And the next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5768714896122147740?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5768714896122147740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5768714896122147740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5768714896122147740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5768714896122147740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/08/inheritance.html' title='Inheritance'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5073738652362303739</id><published>2010-06-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:29:37.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design Idealism</title><content type='html'>Co-design, consultative design... these concepts are bandied around in the realm of Design Thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel that designers are the left out of the whole process of co-design. It may appear to be a paradox or a given, but are designers themselves, also stakeholders in a design project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essays and commentary on design thinking often talk about getting designers to get out from behind the Mac and experience things, empathize with the user., etc.,&amp;nbsp; but is it really the designers' choice to be &lt;i&gt;sequestered &lt;/i&gt;in the studio, removed from the design process?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The archetypal mouse jockey, pixel pusher, webmonkey, mouse operator. I've often felt that designers are the LAST person in the project to be consulted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wonders if IDEO, the industrial design firm synonymous with design thinking, is really wishful thinking and a non-existent ideal in our neck of the woods. One could say that IDEO is who they are because they have always maintained a consultative relationship with their clients and not the designer-as-vendor situation that most local design firms face,&amp;nbsp; or perhaps because they are in the field of industrial design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If design thinking is to be applied to other design fields such as graphic design, web designer and user interface (virtual and tangible) design, then project and account managers should consider letting their designers out of the studio - meet the client (well, that could have some implications on production protocols), empathize and gain empathy from the all-important USER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5073738652362303739?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5073738652362303739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5073738652362303739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5073738652362303739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5073738652362303739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/design-idealism.html' title='Design Idealism'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8273380154919397911</id><published>2010-06-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:11:33.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><title type='text'>Learning to love servitude</title><content type='html'>"A really efficient totalitarian state would be one in which the all-powerful executive of political bosses and their army of managers control a population of laves who do not have to be coerced, because they love their servitude. To make them love it is the task assigned, in present-day totalitarian states, to ministries of propaganda, newspaper editors and schoolteachers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Aldous Huxley, Foreword, &lt;i&gt;Brave New World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder why I haven't read this book until now. What's worse: being in servitude or loving servitude? Or &lt;i&gt;learning &lt;/i&gt;to love servitude?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8273380154919397911?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8273380154919397911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8273380154919397911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8273380154919397911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8273380154919397911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/learning-to-love-servitude.html' title='Learning to love servitude'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8299744672160169755</id><published>2010-06-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:24:30.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><title type='text'>McDonald's does community a service during World Cup 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TBOVazRx4yI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KcZI21H-rNo/s1600/Mobile+Photo+12-Jun-2010+PM+09+51+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TBOVazRx4yI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KcZI21H-rNo/s320/Mobile+Photo+12-Jun-2010+PM+09+51+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photographs of the crowds in and outside of a neighbourhood McDonald's. This year's subscription to the World Cup costs about US$50, one of the highest rates in the world, if the World Cup on pay-TV.&amp;nbsp; Which is completely ridiculous and quite a sad situation because the 2 major pay-TV companies here have been regularly out-bidding each other for FIFA rights to air the beautiful game (especially the lucrative Premier League), thus FIFA figured they could make a killing from selling World Cup rights to Singapore. It would have been amusing if we'd ended up as possibly the only nation in the world NOT screening this event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TBOW0gt8MRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/kIxEB4Jx4hI/s1600/Mobile+Photo+12-Jun-2010+PM+10+12+19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TBOW0gt8MRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/kIxEB4Jx4hI/s320/Mobile+Photo+12-Jun-2010+PM+10+12+19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, as subscriptions are so expensive, most neighbourhood, working-class coffee shops and eateries where people would normally watch the matches require a minimum order for customers to stay and watch the match. Nope, nursing a cup of tea doesn't cut it anymore - I think you need to order a full course meal and a crate of beer at least. Note the lack of food on the tables in the photos... At least McDonald's is doing the community a service in this neck of the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8299744672160169755?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8299744672160169755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8299744672160169755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8299744672160169755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8299744672160169755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/mcdonalds-does-community-service-during.html' title='McDonald&apos;s does community a service during World Cup 2010'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/TBOVazRx4yI/AAAAAAAAAp0/KcZI21H-rNo/s72-c/Mobile+Photo+12-Jun-2010+PM+09+51+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2049877516792306098</id><published>2010-06-09T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:02:09.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><title type='text'>It's Chronic: Sullen and Lethargic, I Rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A marker for pain&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chronic pain does not have any measurable manifestations - there are no observable symptoms apart from the patient's testimony. No markers in the blood (unlike inflammation), no structural anomalies. I used to wish there was a corresponding bruise or mark on my skin to signify the pain. Probably why I have tattoos and yes,&amp;nbsp; will be extending them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronic fatigue is an even iffier, elusive condition that may even appear like a strange pseudo-condition for malingers. Huh, you mean you have a condition that makes you tired all the time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jocks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am prejudiced against physiotherapists and sports science people in general - unless they also have a chronic pain condition! Yes, my body is misshapened from bad posture and sitting in front of the computer but it is overly-simplistic to say that I need to stretch, exercise more... it's like in Legally Blonde when&amp;nbsp; Elle Woods says that "exercise gives you endorphins and endorphins make you happy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. How does that sound to someone who has been told that the pain is going to be with you, probably for the rest of your life and there's no known cure. And you have to give up working with computers, to be a jock, presumably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misshapen&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Cubicle Worker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out a new therapy which involves &lt;a href="http://www.rolfing.com.sg/"&gt;deep tissue and "structural re-alignment&lt;/a&gt;" . I like it because the therapist loosens and releases my misshapened, gnarled tendons and tissue whilst I just lay there. Of course the process is 'painful' as it involves a lot of pressure to &lt;i&gt;grind out &lt;/i&gt;ropey tissue but hey, for the chronics, the fact that the pain is finite makes it irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that the therapist was not judgemental about my choice of lifestyle that led me to this sorry state, nor did he prescribe the usual breaks and stretches (platitudes, platitudes....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2049877516792306098?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2049877516792306098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2049877516792306098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2049877516792306098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2049877516792306098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-chronic-sullen-and-lethargic-i-rant.html' title='It&apos;s Chronic: Sullen and Lethargic, I Rant.'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-285445275572460211</id><published>2010-06-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:23:10.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhu Zhu Pets Hamsters || Where Will Your Zhu Zhu Zhu-oom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zhuzhupets.com/images/stories/2010hamsters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://www.zhuzhupets.com/images/stories/2010hamsters.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/url?sa=t&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;ved=0CCAQFjAA&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.zhuzhupets.com%2F&amp;amp;ei=tRsNTJXYKM64rAfmzpHyDA&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNEzD-EosU2waWFDTnIvxzGRp69t6g"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;What's the deal with these &lt;a href="http://www.zhuzhupets.com/"&gt;Zhu Zhu hamster toy&lt;/a&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;I saw some at the neighbourhood 7-11 along with Zamuki, the World Cup 2010 mascot who is an unfortunate green colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I must say, these toys are A LOT BETTER than giving kids real life hamsters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-285445275572460211?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/285445275572460211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=285445275572460211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/285445275572460211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/285445275572460211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/zhu-zhu-pets-hamsters-where-will-your.html' title='Zhu Zhu Pets Hamsters || Where Will Your Zhu Zhu Zhu-oom?'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4351276950774642720</id><published>2010-06-03T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:40:52.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Agalloch - songs of depression and doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metal-archives.com/images/3/0/5/305_photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.metal-archives.com/images/3/0/5/305_photo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.lebmetal.com/2009/03/28/agalloch/"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; describes the band quite well:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;"Agalloch deliver the&lt;b&gt; coldest type of music your ears would ever hear&lt;/b&gt;, with influences of the following genres:&lt;br /&gt;folk/neo folk, gothic doom, rock , avant-garde, dark ambient, atmospheric and black metal music…&lt;br /&gt;What makes them so different is the fact that they use the most simple structures and melodies followed by emotion stimulating effects that take you on a trip through the darkest Scandinavian forest..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band uses sonic effects like the arctic wind, howling wolves to evoke that medieval Scandinavian aesthetic of utter despair and desolation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Misshapen Steed&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I listen to Agalloch, I feel I ought to be cutting off the boots from a wounded warrior who has traversed through the tundra to die in the halls of his thane, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;But as the reviewer has mentioned, the band really does use simple chords to great effect, juxtaposing the plucking of a harpsichord with harsh noise. They must have Finnish blood despite being from Portland, Oregon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4351276950774642720?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4351276950774642720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4351276950774642720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4351276950774642720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4351276950774642720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/06/agalloch-songs-of-depression-and-doom.html' title='Agalloch - songs of depression and doom'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4743237121949691630</id><published>2010-05-31T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:11:04.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade Nation, Suicide Factories and materialism</title><content type='html'>I watched this documentary over the weekend, at the screening organized by &lt;a href-"http://www.pauseability.sg/" target="_new"&gt;Pauseability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwFbMFqfsKM"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwFbMFqfsKM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indie Americana, complete with kazoo background music. At times, it was like watching a bunch of Etsy users being interviewed, but it was nice and low-key and gets you thinking, especially in light of the current events at Foxconn, a contract manufacturer for the big A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Suicide Factory:&lt;/h2&gt;After news broke on the huge &lt;a href="http://business.asiaone.com/Business/News/Story/A1Story20100528-218984.html" target="_new"&gt;spate of suicides&lt;/a&gt; in Foxconn's ShenZhen factory city, this PR spiel on the company's website seems terribly ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Foxconn was founded decades ago on the dream of making the comfort of 3C products usage an affordable luxury to all mankind..."  &lt;a href="http://www.foxconn.com/Policy_3.html"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is an "affordable luxury"? Seems like an oxymoron. It does offer a brief glimpse in the Factory of the World, China - the new industrial workhouse. This time, the item they are churning out is probably the iPhone/iPad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what if I dressed my iPhone in a handmade iPhone cosy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4743237121949691630?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4743237121949691630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4743237121949691630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4743237121949691630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4743237121949691630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/05/handmade-nation-suicide-factories-and.html' title='Handmade Nation, Suicide Factories and materialism'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7890090612537041384</id><published>2010-04-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:20:51.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Swamp Kitchen, Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt; I sure was Angry after eating&lt;a href="http://www.cnngo.com/singapore/eat/singapores-burger-king-whopper-bar-999465"&gt; Burger King's so-called Angry Whopper&lt;/a&gt;, which as the article in the link describes, is just a Whopper with local cut chillies - not even hot sauce! It's a total rip-off and ugh, these local chillies don't go with burgers...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8sBP2j4mJI/AAAAAAAAAps/kj4_2_Qj4QM/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8sBP2j4mJI/AAAAAAAAAps/kj4_2_Qj4QM/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, it got me craving for some hot Mexican chillies I made chili with a bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.amazonpepper.com/"&gt;Amazon Peppers&lt;/a&gt;. I guess they are found at Mustafa Centre because they would make for an interesting chutney. I tried a couple on baked snapper and as a proper pepper, they don't taste spicy on the palate but produce a&lt;i&gt; slow, steady burn in one's stomach.&lt;/i&gt; Great for diets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;Continuing with the red food theme, I'll be attempting gumbo with chorizo, crawfish, okra and Parmesan. I reckon Chia at Tekka Market might have some sassafras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swamp food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;Our beloved kangkong aka water convolvulus is a kind of swamp weed in the USA and the expensive &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snakehead_%28fish%29"&gt;Snakehead fish is a pest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7890090612537041384?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7890090612537041384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7890090612537041384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7890090612537041384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7890090612537041384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/04/swamp-kitchen-singapore.html' title='Swamp Kitchen, Singapore'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8sBP2j4mJI/AAAAAAAAAps/kj4_2_Qj4QM/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-638432488957750421</id><published>2010-04-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:37:33.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Pretty, Desirable and Useful Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S7SfPAYtZQI/AAAAAAAAApE/_bqTXHm_8Ps/s1600/detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S7SfPAYtZQI/AAAAAAAAApE/_bqTXHm_8Ps/s320/detail.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"These are very pretty, desirable and useful things to hold in the Mouth, to alleviate Thirst, and take away an ill taste in Fever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s"&lt;br /&gt;From "The recipe for Wafers of Tamarinds",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/495269"&gt;The Remedy by Michelle Lovric&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The archaic English used in the recipes for various concoctions .... are so very odd and interesting now. The language has become so "flat" and mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time, a lozenge was described in such a manner? We need more comfits in our daily use of the language? When was the last time you had a comfit?&lt;a href="http://sugarpunk.etsy.com/"&gt;http://sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-638432488957750421?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/638432488957750421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=638432488957750421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/638432488957750421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/638432488957750421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/04/pretty-desirable-and-useful-things.html' title='Pretty, Desirable and Useful Things'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S7SfPAYtZQI/AAAAAAAAApE/_bqTXHm_8Ps/s72-c/detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3063404737336807233</id><published>2010-03-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:12:28.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Making doll extremities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.padico.co.jp/products/en/images/clay_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://www.padico.co.jp/products/en/images/clay_01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've finally gotten round to using my stash of clays and have found that making doll extremities is really quite satisfying. Fingers are a lot easier than turning out cloth finger. And feet are really quick and fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The eerie precise perfection pursued by doll artists - those who make those creepy life-like baby dolls, made me think of this disturbing short story by JS Le Fanu - an account of an attempt to make the most realistic crucifixion sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/26451/26451-h/26451-h.htm#secret"&gt;The Secret of the Two Plaster Casts&lt;/a&gt; by JS Le Fanu&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The two moulds were thus taken. It is difficult to conceive more ghastly appearances than they presented. For sculptor’s work they were utterly useless; for no artist except the most daring of realists would have ventured to indicate the horrors which they presented.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, make you think about those baby dolls...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3063404737336807233?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3063404737336807233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3063404737336807233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3063404737336807233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3063404737336807233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/making-doll-extremities.html' title='Making doll extremities'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4994659353435313905</id><published>2010-03-16T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:30:17.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindless Chocolate Tart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A slice of chocolate tart with marshmallow filling, topped with pecans, nuts and cherries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S59BKOWjEsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6dNJsciDX_k/s1600-h/chocolate-tart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S59BKOWjEsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6dNJsciDX_k/s320/chocolate-tart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4994659353435313905?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4994659353435313905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4994659353435313905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4994659353435313905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4994659353435313905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/mindless-chocolate-tart.html' title='Mindless Chocolate Tart'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S59BKOWjEsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/6dNJsciDX_k/s72-c/chocolate-tart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6964175578110625940</id><published>2010-03-15T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:29:15.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Sugar Paint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A meringue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S54W9C-LqBI/AAAAAAAAAok/0pexiv0OeG8/s1600-h/happy-meringue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S54W9C-LqBI/AAAAAAAAAok/0pexiv0OeG8/s320/happy-meringue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first  illustration in ... I can't remember when. Of course I do sketch with a  pencil but it's always tedious to digitize them and my attention span  for "crayon time" is measured in 30 second chunks. I never get round to painting 'cos I hate cleaning brushes, bringing out the paints, priming stuff...&lt;br /&gt;That's so &lt;i&gt;analog&lt;/i&gt;. And painting is something you can't really do whilst watching TV or pick up whenever (unlike the fiber crafts), because it leads to dried-up tubes of expensive paint and crusty brushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently replaced my Bluetooth mouse with a Wacom Bamboo tablet. I use the Bamboo primarily as a navigational device, never really doodled with it, so this meringue was the first time I really painted with it, along with swatches created from photos using &lt;a href="http://kuler.adobe.com/"&gt;Adobe Kuler.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital painting, the stuff of cream puffs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6964175578110625940?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6964175578110625940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6964175578110625940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6964175578110625940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6964175578110625940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/sugar-paint.html' title='Sugar Paint'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S54W9C-LqBI/AAAAAAAAAok/0pexiv0OeG8/s72-c/happy-meringue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5443241631751512841</id><published>2010-03-13T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:05:12.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Hard Times for Hard Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://a3.twimg.com/profile_background_images/36712981/smallerhclogo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs496.ash1/27067_366208276300_129088146300_4276750_6832348_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs496.ash1/27067_366208276300_129088146300_4276750_6832348_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember when &lt;a href="http://www.hardcandy.com/"&gt;Hard Candy&lt;/a&gt; was a cult brand in the 90's - when buttercup yellow nail polish and names like "Gunk" and "Oil Slick" were the order of the day. Hard Candy and Urban Decay. So it was that UB was resurrected recently, at the Sephora stores. As the branded goods hungry consumers stormed the Sephora stores and carted off the new-look UB stuff, I can't help but recall the days of make-up products named "Bruise" and "Gangrene". UB is quite the girly brand now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What about HC? Through the Internets, I discovered they are now exclusive to Wal-Mart! Yes, the infamous blue vests (which Sheng Shiong has adopted. No wonder they looked familiar). Anyway, Hard Candy may be priced to sell but I'm gonna order some of their products since I missed out, being too skint in the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hard Candy may not be in the hallowed, expensive aisles of the Seph, but Candy is Candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and their new logo is kinda girly-punk like SugarPunk's....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Follow HardCandy &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/HeresHardCandy%20"&gt;http://twitter.com/HeresHardCandy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5443241631751512841?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5443241631751512841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5443241631751512841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5443241631751512841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5443241631751512841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/hard-times-for-hard-candy.html' title='Hard Times for Hard Candy'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3114039343794958764</id><published>2010-03-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:32:35.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Life Online is Rubbish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vblurpage.com/images/modern_cd_cover_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://www.vblurpage.com/images/modern_cd_cover_big.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;From&lt;b&gt; Art ... Contemporary of Itself&lt;/b&gt; (Baudrillard, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;"... Each subject interacts with him - or herself, destined to express him - or herself without having the time to listen to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Net and networks obviously increase this possibility of utterances for oneself, in a close circuit, with each person engaging in his or her virtual performance and contributing to the general suffocation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven years of the 'Net' and hey doesn't that sound eerily similar to the scenario we are in now? The endless performances for an audience of one. Who was LJ-ing in 2003? Each&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sugarpunk"&gt; tweet&lt;/a&gt; a micro-performance, non-event? I think it's &lt;a href="http://evhead.com/"&gt;fabulous&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3114039343794958764?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3114039343794958764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3114039343794958764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3114039343794958764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3114039343794958764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/modern-life-online-is-rubbish.html' title='Modern Life Online is Rubbish'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1440012917105694919</id><published>2010-03-05T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:22:34.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Art is Rubbish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myartspace.com/blog/uploaded_images/1-732310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.myartspace.com/blog/uploaded_images/1-732310.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's would appear to be quite simple to express such an opinion, but the subject being&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Art &lt;/i&gt;one can't quite get away with a statement like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2294157/book/57349708"&gt;The Conspiracy of Art by Jean Baudrillard&lt;/a&gt; was a title I had been looking forward to reading and after procrastinating for a few years, I finally did. I think M. Baudrillard's work is quite accessible, despite the translations and yeah, everyone knows him from &lt;i&gt;The Matrix.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myartspace.com/blog/uploaded_images/1-765841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://www.myartspace.com/blog/uploaded_images/1-765841.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it's a reaction to the artists who were making bundles from ready-made 'art' and the entire circle of conspirators - the art galleries, dealers, buyers, marketers and perhaps even the &lt;i&gt;art schools&lt;/i&gt;! And the audience, who attended these esoteric performances and were complicit to the entire... conspiracy because they/we didn't want to be though of as peasants. The argument continues and I'm still&amp;nbsp; parsing the book and I do love a good conspiracy theory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what then, should Art be?&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strange, anxious...and &lt;i&gt;"monstrously unfamiliar&lt;/i&gt;" (p. 101) even.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange Anxiety. "Whoa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1440012917105694919?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1440012917105694919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1440012917105694919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1440012917105694919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1440012917105694919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/03/modern-art-is-rubbish.html' title='Modern Art is Rubbish'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8897389984383039639</id><published>2010-02-26T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:44:56.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>A.F.I Crash Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://underthegunreview.net/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/nlwiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://underthegunreview.net/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/nlwiro.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This album was released in September 2009 and I didn't realize this January. Guess I've been too reliant on being fed by Twitter and not really keeping the up with the &lt;a href="http://afireinside.net/"&gt;Fire Inside&lt;/a&gt;. "Veronica Sawyer" is reference to Winona Ryder's (whatever happened to her?) character in the 90's movie "Heathers" - it's nice to think that we're all children of the 90's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;Back to the album: The cover caused some consternation amongst fans, probably because it looked like something from Aerosmith, but it does go with the music which is ... stuff you'd listen too whilst speeding down a midnight freeway: out of place, restless and desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz__wHVCNng"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz__wHVCNng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8897389984383039639?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8897389984383039639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8897389984383039639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8897389984383039639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8897389984383039639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/02/afi-crash-love.html' title='A.F.I Crash Love'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6205669323716815216</id><published>2010-01-13T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:02:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Tattoo Show 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/4271610492/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4271610492_d67b67628e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/4271610492/"&gt;Nonchalant client getting a classic Oriental tattoo&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	My favourite photo from the show. A lot of photos were blurry as I was trying to sneak shots (although most people didn't care and stuck their lenses into the customers' faces - I guess this is part of getting a tat at a con). The massive Oriental dragon and the hard-core looking artist... and his nonchalant client. Probably getting a little something on his knuckle,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6205669323716815216?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6205669323716815216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6205669323716815216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6205669323716815216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6205669323716815216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/01/singapore-tattoo-show-2010.html' title='Singapore Tattoo Show 2010'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4271610492_d67b67628e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5233876473177338960</id><published>2010-01-13T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:51:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ishi Mura and Arrowroot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S01rJaLJ3qI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OTdmUTWLFZM/s1600-h/P110110_20.36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S01rJaLJ3qI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OTdmUTWLFZM/s320/P110110_20.36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="text-align: left;"&gt;As part of the wayfiinding scheme in my neighbourhood eco-mall &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Singapore-Singapore/City-Square-Mall/79875993524"&gt;City Square&lt;/a&gt;, each floor is labeled by different rainforest strata - this level being ... um ... edible stuff in the rainforest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why nibble on arrowroot when you can feast at &lt;b&gt;Ishi Mura Japan Food Street&lt;/b&gt;! It's amazing this place is right at my doorstep. In case you get lost, it's on L5, near Best Denki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S01srdEg5nI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1_q5iwgPtKo/s1600-h/P110110_20.26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S01srdEg5nI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1_q5iwgPtKo/s320/P110110_20.26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5233876473177338960?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5233876473177338960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5233876473177338960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5233876473177338960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5233876473177338960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/01/ishi-mura-and-arrowroot.html' title='Ishi Mura and Arrowroot'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S01rJaLJ3qI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OTdmUTWLFZM/s72-c/P110110_20.36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6334973648299795808</id><published>2010-01-11T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:45:54.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Out of Context</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41AKcyrr3mL._AA280_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41AKcyrr3mL._AA280_.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was checking out this&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Liz-Claiborne-Confidential-Doctor-Bag/dp/B002P3L8Y2/ref=reg_hu-wl_item-added#moreAboutThisProduct"&gt; Liz Claiborne doctor's bag&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;and was kinda amused at the related links displayed - "Customers who bought this also bought..." reflex hammers, eye charts and stethoscopes. Hey the stethoscopes are really cheap on Amazon. An example of the AI being confused by the ambiguity of the context. I guess human intervention is needed (but it would be fun to get the matching red reflex hammer, only $4!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S0tG3pQqv4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/12tuYaHX1fM/s1600-h/out-of-context.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S0tG3pQqv4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/12tuYaHX1fM/s640/out-of-context.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6334973648299795808?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6334973648299795808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6334973648299795808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6334973648299795808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6334973648299795808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2010/01/out-of-context.html' title='Out of Context'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S0tG3pQqv4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/12tuYaHX1fM/s72-c/out-of-context.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1591655219026328628</id><published>2009-12-30T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:48:19.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><title type='text'>Unborrowed Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SzsRMFq_1HI/AAAAAAAAAng/qAncg2EXZJw/s1600-h/unborrowed-books-library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SzsRMFq_1HI/AAAAAAAAAng/qAncg2EXZJw/s320/unborrowed-books-library.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is like the shelves near the checkout counters where people would abandon stuff like frozen meat, sweaters, cookies... impulse buys. It bugs the OCD in me to see frozen meat on the candy rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wouldn't it be sad to see a solitary 'unborrowed' book at the borrowing station? A user had picked up and brought it to the station only to decide at the last moment, nah I'd better not borrow this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the calendar year winds down to its end, this phrase - "unborrowed books" deserves to be blogged and tossed into the slipstream of Internet detritus. It came from this rather silly sign at the library and it is a rather poetic phrase which deserves some contemplation. At this time of the year, we are asked to be introspective and reflective, after being excessive and it's nice to have the time to simply contemplate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1591655219026328628?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1591655219026328628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1591655219026328628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1591655219026328628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1591655219026328628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/unborrowed-books.html' title='Unborrowed Books'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SzsRMFq_1HI/AAAAAAAAAng/qAncg2EXZJw/s72-c/unborrowed-books-library.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-765949649959820330</id><published>2009-12-25T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:58:20.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><title type='text'>Resolutions for 2010</title><content type='html'>The Christmas presents have been put away and before the credit card bills arrive, it's time for some introspection and reflection. Making up resolutions for the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put on weight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat more chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Move less&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play more Facebook games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend more time on Facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shop more, especially online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not sure if it's possible to do all that ... but it can't hurt to try.&lt;br /&gt;But really, what I want to do is be a &lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=5kNhGwAACAAJ&amp;amp;dq=makers,+cory+doctorow&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;Maker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-765949649959820330?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/765949649959820330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=765949649959820330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/765949649959820330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/765949649959820330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/resolutions-for-2010.html' title='Resolutions for 2010'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-349083028431377660</id><published>2009-12-23T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:09:34.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Corner-dwellers</title><content type='html'>Another inspirational phrase from Poetics of Space - corners and those that dwell in them.&lt;br /&gt;Who lives in corners? Spiders, dust-bunnies, soot devils and bone-white children.&lt;br /&gt;Dust, cobwebs, pins and other homely detritus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a corner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corners are considered negative in feng shui (because of&amp;nbsp; the angles?). One usually puts a plant or an object to defuse the bad qi. And never sit with your back to a corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-349083028431377660?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/349083028431377660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=349083028431377660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/349083028431377660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/349083028431377660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/corner-dwellers.html' title='Corner-dwellers'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1765026590364934669</id><published>2009-12-23T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:28:03.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muju X Momiji</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_muju/4203196020/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4203196020_fde4d82c5e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_muju/4203196020/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mr_muju/"&gt;mr muju&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Now that's what I call a felt toy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1765026590364934669?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1765026590364934669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1765026590364934669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1765026590364934669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1765026590364934669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/muju-x-momiji.html' title='Muju X Momiji'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4203196020_fde4d82c5e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8924932080300464947</id><published>2009-12-21T17:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:35:12.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unicorn that Lost Its Horn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/Sy8_mpxgl7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/7r1pa_SYUIs/s1600-h/unicorn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/Sy8_mpxgl7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/7r1pa_SYUIs/s320/unicorn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the unicorn in question - part of the &lt;a href="http://www.citysquaremall.com.sg/"&gt;City Square Mall&lt;/a&gt; Christmas decorations. Someone wrenched off its horn! For its magical properties? As a weapon?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the missing horn has since been replaced (albeit with a less pointy tip). I rather like living near this mall, it's a huge glittery, glassy affair, unlike your typical suburban mall but then again we are technically in the city. I guess it's worth putting up with the dust for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd how the crowds seem fascinated with these mythical creatures - all day, people are snapping away with their cameras and mobiles. Newly-bought from Mustafa Center, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's placed a crystal bracelet around its horn! Very shamanistic worship...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8924932080300464947?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8924932080300464947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8924932080300464947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8924932080300464947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8924932080300464947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/unicorn-that-lost-its-horn.html' title='The Unicorn that Lost Its Horn'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/Sy8_mpxgl7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/7r1pa_SYUIs/s72-c/unicorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8849880045972901452</id><published>2009-12-18T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:45:22.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Garment-house</title><content type='html'>No it's not the name of a clothing store, but a concept in &lt;i&gt;Poetics of Space&lt;/i&gt;: The "garment-house", clothing as a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couture doesn't mean haute couture, expensive labels (ironically, that's not..) but clothes made just for you. Could be a dress your mum sewed, but it fits you and only you. (OK, that's a skilled couturist).&lt;br /&gt;They do say that once you've worn couture, you won't wear ready-made - not to be snobbish but I guess it could also be interpreted that once you've experienced wearing a garment made for you or by you... A case for hand-made: Imagine a garment as a collection of the one's experiences, a collage of momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of Nests - Bird Architecture &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metaphor from Jules Michelet, quoted in this book, describes the bird as using its own breast to shape the roundness of the nest because birds have no other tools, except their beaks and breasts (and their little feet of course).&lt;br /&gt;And the daydreaming continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8849880045972901452?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8849880045972901452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8849880045972901452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8849880045972901452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8849880045972901452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/garment-house.html' title='Garment-house'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8075552969371944175</id><published>2009-12-18T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:20:52.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Of wardrobes, chests and frawers</title><content type='html'>"... like a heart that confides in no one, the key is not on the door."&lt;br /&gt;- "&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/17036/book/54047161"&gt;The Poetics of Space" by Gaston Bachelard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking this book, it is a lyrical, poetic read and very charming. It seems to me that the French often muse about space, e.g Marc Auge's Non-places, Baudrillaud and the hypermarts, towns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the quote about the wardrobe as a space for keeping secrets. An inspiration for a new SugarPunk piece, keys and locks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8075552969371944175?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8075552969371944175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8075552969371944175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8075552969371944175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8075552969371944175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/of-wardrobes-chests-and-frawers.html' title='Of wardrobes, chests and frawers'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4644535722701673864</id><published>2009-12-18T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:14:11.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Universal icon - reading too much into things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SyrkbKOsnAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yBgnj_ZZQMo/s1600-h/bad-iconography.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SyrkbKOsnAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yBgnj_ZZQMo/s320/bad-iconography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always found this icon rather disturbing. At a glance, we all know it's the 'universal' symbol&amp;nbsp; for the handicapped, but on closer examination and to be rather pedantic about it - hey isn't the guy sitting in some strange arc-shaped thing and there's a stake through his chest! This icon appears below a lift button. There is only one button. Ok, so it's at a slightly lower height so someone in a wheelchair can reach it, so they've proudly stuck on this accessibility label. So the wheelie guy can push it with that protrusion from his chest?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4644535722701673864?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4644535722701673864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4644535722701673864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4644535722701673864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4644535722701673864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/12/universal-icon-reading-too-much-into.html' title='Universal icon - reading too much into things...'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SyrkbKOsnAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yBgnj_ZZQMo/s72-c/bad-iconography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3622866669942688210</id><published>2009-11-28T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:47:08.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The 69 Eyes - Back In Blood. Dead Girls are Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coverart.wayango.com/wf/ek/2nqlg00u_128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://coverart.wayango.com/wf/ek/2nqlg00u_128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Helsinki is a logical place for a vampire coven.&lt;br /&gt;The original &lt;a href="http://www.wayango.com/69-eyes-back-in-blood-deluxe-edition-album/"&gt;Helsinki Vampires are Back (In Blood) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wayango.com/69-eyes-back-in-blood-deluxe-edition-album/"&gt;Back in Blood, The 69 Eyes&lt;/a&gt; with their vampiric goth rock.&lt;br /&gt;In this age of Twilight and preppy vampires, it's a relief to go back to 90's classic pairing of rawk and vampires - The Lost Boys. &lt;br /&gt;No sappy teenagers, just ageless (well, it's usually too dark to tell anyway) scary goth rockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs to twirl to dressed in a velvet gown - "Into the grave/We waltz from the light/... We dacce to the dark delight..." etc&lt;br /&gt;My fave is the tinkly goth &lt;i&gt;Some Kind of Magick &lt;/i&gt;and the intriguing&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Suspiria Snow White&lt;/i&gt;. and of course, the fantastically titled&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Dead Girls are Easy &lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Trashy goth vampire rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to this album for a few weeks now, definitely worth the postage from Helsinki (and &lt;a href="http://www.recordshopx.com/spine/"&gt;Spinefarm &lt;/a&gt;takes PayPal too). I think a lot of the tracks sound like ... what you'd get if you left a group of Finnish goth rockers in a Los Angeles dive bar for a decade. The music is goth-LA rock with a touch of Eurotrash and Vegas Elvii. Great stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3622866669942688210?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3622866669942688210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3622866669942688210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3622866669942688210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3622866669942688210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/11/69-eyes-back-in-blood-dead-girls-are.html' title='The 69 Eyes - Back In Blood. Dead Girls are Easy'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4904403179737872812</id><published>2009-09-25T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:29:35.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neurotic'/><title type='text'>When the computer says NO, the computer means NO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Inhumanist Computing -&amp;nbsp; a response to annoying meat puppetry....&lt;br /&gt;Inhumanist Computing...&lt;br /&gt;- punishes error&lt;br /&gt;- requires EXACT syntax&lt;br /&gt;- single model&lt;br /&gt;- perfectly formed requests&lt;br /&gt;- constancy and accuracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having had the experience of handling requests from humans,&amp;nbsp; and indecision etc etc. Call it anti-social, dysfunctional totalitarianism, but&amp;nbsp; I like to think of it as Inhumanist Computing.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps artificial intelligence may not be capable of satire, irony but wouldn't that exclude sarcasm, back-pedaling, as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4904403179737872812?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4904403179737872812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4904403179737872812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4904403179737872812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4904403179737872812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-computer-says-no-computer-means-no.html' title='When the computer says NO, the computer means NO'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-9099877520340984871</id><published>2009-09-25T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:41:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inhumanist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In researching the topic of Humanist Computing, I've discovered and actualized the 'inhumanist' in me. I'm on the side of the machines! Comparing human-centered and machine-centered behavior, I find myself drawn to the list of machine attributes - logical, precise, structured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, usability experts go on about 'user-centric' design; designers and engineers are exhorted to cater for error-prone humans... don't make them feel bad, give 'em intuitive interfaces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other extreme and possibly off-tangent, I was watching &lt;a homeproject="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20target=%27_blank%27%20href=" http:="" www.youtube.com=""&gt;the HOME project&lt;/a&gt; on YouTube and wondering, if we applied a purely machinist view to the situation, isn't it  completely illogical? If society was one big AI, wouldn't the calculations have triggered off self-preservation systems way before things got to this state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the human traits of emotion, adaptivity, resourcefulness, creativity and perception... we see what we want to see, depending on how the data is visualized or the 'spin' - that led us to the usual messes. The choice is binary - A or B - but humans always insist on a C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;"I always used to wonder, do machines ever feel lonely? You and I talked about machines once, and I never really said everything I had to say. I remember I used to get so mad when I read about car factories in &lt;span id="lw_1253843460_0" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt; where they turned out the lights to allow the robots to work in darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="lw_1253843460_1" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;"&gt;Douglas Coupland&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="lw_1253843460_2" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;"&gt;Microserfs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-9099877520340984871?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/9099877520340984871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=9099877520340984871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/9099877520340984871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/9099877520340984871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/09/inhumanist.html' title='The Inhumanist'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7221598357545635980</id><published>2009-09-23T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:07:14.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iStockphoto logo-selling ruffles design community</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;I feel compelled to comment on the online furor caused by iStockphoto and its offer to designers to sell original logos on its site. A quick scan: $5 per approved logo.&lt;br /&gt;Well, previous attempts at crowdsourcing design, be it a bidding system like eLance or downloadable website templates... This would attract the sort of clients who'd probably DIY a logo in Word anyway. So, designers take heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7221598357545635980?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7221598357545635980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7221598357545635980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7221598357545635980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7221598357545635980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/09/istockphoto-logo-selling-ruffles.html' title='iStockphoto logo-selling ruffles design community'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7582000167504573251</id><published>2009-09-23T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:47:05.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the fringed umbrella - Tim Burton styles Harper's Bazaar photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://worldofwonder.net/2009/09/21/eb913a6e.jpg" width=427&gt;http://worldofwonder.net/2009/09/21/eb913a6e.jpg&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the malicious bunny girl....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7582000167504573251?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7582000167504573251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7582000167504573251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7582000167504573251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7582000167504573251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-fringed-umbrella-tim-burton-styles.html' title='Love the fringed umbrella - Tim Burton styles Harper&apos;s Bazaar photoshoot'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7806301590726417996</id><published>2009-09-02T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:07:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why Designers Can't Think" by Michael Bierut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;The title pretty much sums it up doesn't it? I agree with the statement that designers are tradespeople. Despite the names and terms the Industry chooses to use ("cognitive illustrative sequence" is the latest I discovered), we designers are tradespeople, despite the roles we may create for ourselves.&amp;nbsp; The lack of interest beyond that of the visual and the screen, results in a largely self-referential dialogue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt; Part of the problem, as Bierut points out in his essay, is the pedagogy adopted by design schools.Schools place emphasis on mastering the tools of the trade (there it is again!) - this focus on learning the skills and producing slick portfolio pieces ...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Curiosity is a trait most designers possess. Perhaps we should extend our innate curiosity to other subjects, beyond the usual "how did they get that cool effect" - science, philosophy, literature, culture and maths.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From "&lt;a href="http://www.worldcat.org/oclc/77116837"&gt;Seventy-nine Short Essays on Design&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7806301590726417996?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7806301590726417996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7806301590726417996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7806301590726417996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7806301590726417996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-designers-cant-think-by-michael.html' title='&quot;Why Designers Can&apos;t Think&quot; by Michael Bierut'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4707163675575425323</id><published>2009-08-29T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:55:54.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gothic novels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;"....where he could forever indulge in the melancholy that had taken possession of his soul."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4707163675575425323?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4707163675575425323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4707163675575425323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4707163675575425323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4707163675575425323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/08/gothic-novels.html' title='Gothic novels'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5278139904005877970</id><published>2009-08-19T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:26:02.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs - Comical English Stupid A*s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SouMvLptzhI/AAAAAAAAAm8/udv1Oflmpv8/s1600-h/comical-stupid-ass.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SouMvLptzhI/AAAAAAAAAm8/udv1Oflmpv8/s400/comical-stupid-ass.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371541722778947090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the creative sign on the left&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5278139904005877970?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5278139904005877970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5278139904005877970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5278139904005877970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5278139904005877970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/08/signs-comical-english-stupid-as.html' title='Signs - Comical English Stupid A*s'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SouMvLptzhI/AAAAAAAAAm8/udv1Oflmpv8/s72-c/comical-stupid-ass.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8114851087240554263</id><published>2009-08-04T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:10:31.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virtriolic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>The problem with being 2Advanced</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I haven't actively looked at what's going on in web design (having 'bowed' out of the pixel-pushing business to make tangible things like &lt;a href="http://sugarpunk.etsy.com/"&gt;punk dolls&lt;/a&gt; and felt cakes) but happened across some glossy, shiny web pages ... which brought to mind this classic &amp;gt; &lt;a href="%3Ca%20target=%27_blank%27%20href=%27http://www.2advanced.com/%27%3Ehttp://www.2advanced.com/%3C/a%3E" target="_new"&gt;2Advanced&lt;/a&gt;. And yeah, they're still at it. 2Advanced has got to be the most &lt;a href="http://pirated-sites.com/"&gt; pirated site&lt;/a&gt; ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Winking, blinking bleeps and random numbers - it's all very 1998... when I was looking at luminous Shockwave eye-candy at &lt;a  href="%3Ca%20target=%27_blank%27%20href=%27http://www.shift.jp.org/%3EShift%27%3Ehttp://www.shift.jp.org/%3EShift%3C/a%3E%3C/a%3E%20on%20my%20PowerMac%20G1,%20and%20thinking%20-%20" wow="" i="" wanna="" do="" that!="" .=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess I never got round to making that superbad Flash animation. Too many trends came and went, and I never got round to setting up my own website. Ironically, with push-button publishing, UGC and arrival of social networking (why blog when you can micro-blog) - I reckoned I saved myself a lot of time. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe its time I got round to registering a domain name... getting the itch to put together my own website. The question is... .what will I put on it? Aside from Blogger and Twitter feeds?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8114851087240554263?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8114851087240554263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8114851087240554263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8114851087240554263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8114851087240554263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/08/problem-with-being-2advanced.html' title='The problem with being 2Advanced'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-428620866222444993</id><published>2009-06-12T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:34:05.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Crazy a** heatwave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;The published temperature is 34 degrees Celcius or 90 Farenheit. It feels like being inside an enormous headache - the pressure and humidity... to avoid the risk of passing out on the MRT tracks, I've sent the corset to the cleaners and taking a break from waist-training. Wonder how the ladies of the British Raj managed?&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;          &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-428620866222444993?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/428620866222444993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=428620866222444993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/428620866222444993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/428620866222444993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/06/corset-diaries-crazy-heatwave.html' title='Corset Diaries: Crazy a** heatwave!'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8900481318803942408</id><published>2009-06-08T13:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:42:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Alice and the Pirates in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myimportstore.com/images/BlackAlice_Cathay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.myimportstore.com/images/BlackAlice_Cathay1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackalice.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alice and the Pirates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have landed in Singapore! Well they've been here for a while but I just discovered the store, round the corner of the cineplex and I watch movies at the theatre probably twice a year. Fabulous to learn that there's a Gothic Lolita group and being the pendant, I'm glad to learn they're pretty purist! The usual mistake people make is to confuse Loli with cosplay - ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Was delighted to see other corset wearers, although no one's waist-training but its fun to talk  about crinolines... It's otaku/fangirl stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Drool at the dresses and gorgeous skirts: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://black-alice-sg.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://black-alice-sg.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8900481318803942408?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8900481318803942408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8900481318803942408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8900481318803942408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8900481318803942408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/06/corset-diaries-alice-and-pirates-in.html' title='Corset Diaries: Alice and the Pirates in Singapore'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1947176093506230334</id><published>2009-05-30T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:30:53.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Elmo - found on Flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/charxlotte/3549290785/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3326/3549290785_179699b528.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/charxlotte/3549290785/"&gt;Love, Elmo&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/charxlotte/"&gt;Char-la-la&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Not a posed photo apparently... but an Elmo suit on an Ecuadorean street corner. Awwww.... creepy in a Charlie White way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1947176093506230334?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1947176093506230334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1947176093506230334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1947176093506230334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1947176093506230334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-elmo-found-on-flickr.html' title='Love, Elmo - found on Flickr'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3326/3549290785_179699b528_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4769821335546390314</id><published>2009-05-30T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:37:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Sticky intestines, H1N1, post-colonialist Victorian neuroticism and Steampunk Perankan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:black;"&gt;T'was a coincidence that I hit the doctor's office for medical leave (2 days!) on the very same day H1N1 Patient Zero arrived in SG. I had been nursing this bug for the past week until things got so bad I had to remove my waist-cincher, something which I haven't done yet. Felt sick and nauseous. Two days recovering at home, meds gave me gastric problems, decided to put waist-training on hiatus whilst dealing with intestinal gas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;BUT I just realized that the trio of dolls I was working on was commissioned by an author of Victorian fiction! Faye L Booth: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.fayelbooth.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.fayelbooth.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and I feel so privileged!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Why I collect art dolls of my characters&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank"  href="http://fayelbooth.blogspot.com/2008/03/newcomers-guide-to-my-character-doll.html"&gt;http://fayelbooth.blogspot.com/2008/03/newcomers-guide-to-my-character-doll.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Insane humidity and weather notwithstanding, I declare myself the only dedicated waist-trainer (waffles aside) in this part of the earth. Am proud that our Victorian-colonalist history has produced a neurotic descendant (me lah!). Grandad was a self-confessed Anglophile who was puzzled and disturbed by the disruption of Independence. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's see - we are a society with a fusion of Confucian-Victorian foibles, wrestling with globalization, an influx of Asian foreigners, nostalgic for an imagined past&amp;nbsp; (in the form of "Little Nyona").&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I suggest crinolines... and SteamPunk Perankan! Chinese-Baroque and Roccoco meets Asian technology, to be unveiled at the next IT Show.&lt;br&gt;Does that make you wanna regurgitate your Katong  Laksa???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4769821335546390314?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4769821335546390314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4769821335546390314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4769821335546390314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4769821335546390314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/05/corset-diaries-sticky-intestines-h1n1.html' title='Corset Diaries: Sticky intestines, H1N1, post-colonialist Victorian neuroticism and Steampunk Perankan'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1415956866211058968</id><published>2009-05-27T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:07:47.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxiety and Symptoms'/><title type='text'>Ikigami: The Ultimate Limit | Wake up call for the lazy, apatheticm, unmotivated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pileup.com/babyart/blog-images2/ikigami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.pileup.com/babyart/blog-images2/ikigami.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Citizen: You’ve no doubt noticed that the world is a troubled place. People are apathetic, lazy, unmotivated. You’ve probably asked yourself: Why isn’t anything being done to stop this systematic decline? Well, you’ll be happy to know measures are being taken. We, your government, have decided society needs a wake-up call. &lt;b&gt;So beginning today, we will randomly select a different citizen who will be killed within 24 hours of notification. We believe this will help remind all people how precious life is, and how important it is to be productive, active members of society.&lt;/b&gt; Thank you for your attention and your cooperation and participation in this new program."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was motivated to blog this. Would love to see this proliferate online, in an Orweillian manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pileup.com/babyart/blog/?p=322"&gt;The original post from T. Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1415956866211058968?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1415956866211058968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1415956866211058968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1415956866211058968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1415956866211058968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/05/ikigami-ultimate-limit-wake-up-call-for.html' title='Ikigami: The Ultimate Limit | Wake up call for the lazy, apatheticm, unmotivated.'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2005909714749715641</id><published>2009-05-16T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:06:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Sticky intestines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;One of the hazards of waist-training is... the realignment of one's internal organs, as the body adjusts to the constriction. To avoid the intestines from sticking together, one should maintain a proper diet - carbs are good as they expand the intestines. Imagine, empty compacted guts...&lt;br&gt;Of late, I really haven't noticed the feeling of wearing a corset all day. Time to tighten up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2005909714749715641?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2005909714749715641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2005909714749715641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2005909714749715641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2005909714749715641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/05/corset-diaries-sticky-intestines.html' title='Corset Diaries: Sticky intestines'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-3289620317050382627</id><published>2009-04-25T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:24:56.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3472372453/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3472372453_b30345c5b8.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3472372453/"&gt;Me&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Me - that's totally me!&lt;br /&gt;Ring flashes rock. And Photoshop too.... thanks CT...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-3289620317050382627?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/3289620317050382627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=3289620317050382627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3289620317050382627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/3289620317050382627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3472372453_b30345c5b8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4142918071400130239</id><published>2009-04-25T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:39:31.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Brutal weather</title><content type='html'>So I get my corset back from the dry cleaners (still don't quite get how dry cleaning works) but she's in good condition. I don't quite feel the corset during the day and I've been wearing it for pretty long hours. Need to figure out how to lace up tighter.&lt;br /&gt;The weather here is insane - I avoid sunlight completely. &lt;br /&gt;Hit the Underground and stay indoors all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4142918071400130239?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4142918071400130239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4142918071400130239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4142918071400130239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4142918071400130239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/corset-diaries-brutal-weather.html' title='Corset Diaries: Brutal weather'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-4495475863317738341</id><published>2009-04-18T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:29:58.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>The Toy Society:  drop at the Cathay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SenvR4loUvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/D_NeNht_apE/s1600-h/P180409_16.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SenvR4loUvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/D_NeNht_apE/s200/P180409_16.24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326051124869354226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SenvF8AiaTI/AAAAAAAAAms/w9gtqrdkjrw/s1600-h/P180409_16.24_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SenvF8AiaTI/AAAAAAAAAms/w9gtqrdkjrw/s200/P180409_16.24_%5B02%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326050919629089074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my first drop this afternoon at the stairs leading to Mount Sophia, I'm assuming that the folks who spot it will be willing to participate since they're probably coming down from the Old School and Mount Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quiet corner in a crowded area so I had to take a hasty snap 'cos someone was making their way down... we'll keep watching &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/thetoysociety/"&gt;The Toy Society on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-4495475863317738341?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/4495475863317738341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=4495475863317738341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4495475863317738341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/4495475863317738341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/toy-society-drop-at-cathay.html' title='The Toy Society:  drop at the Cathay'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SenvR4loUvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/D_NeNht_apE/s72-c/P180409_16.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-5999949167262928813</id><published>2009-04-13T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:29:59.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Teddy:n pieni ystävä</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SeIWDR_xGzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/dUdGk2gJSss/s1600-h/makenalle-in-kitee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SeIWDR_xGzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/dUdGk2gJSss/s320/makenalle-in-kitee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323841955131628338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teddy kiteen! The little one on the left claps and sings.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's lovely to know he is now a Eurobear. (apologies if my grammar makes your eyes bleed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-5999949167262928813?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/5999949167262928813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=5999949167262928813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5999949167262928813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/5999949167262928813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/teddyn-pieni-ystava.html' title='Teddy:n pieni ystävä'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/SeIWDR_xGzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/dUdGk2gJSss/s72-c/makenalle-in-kitee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2693089187206704951</id><published>2009-04-11T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:26:03.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Separation Anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I sent my corset in for dry-cleaning, with a slight sense of trepidation. The morose if not downright hostile lady at the cleaners seemed kinda annoyed that I kept reiterating that this item has metal in it. Well at least she correctly identified it as a corset on the receipt. It looked rather forlorn, tossed on the counter. I didn't mentioned that it cost a tidy sum. And it'll be a week before it's ready for collection...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How Stuff Works: Dry cleaning&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://science.howstuffworks.com/dry-cleaning.htm"&gt;http://science.howstuffworks.com/dry-cleaning.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;          &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2693089187206704951?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2693089187206704951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2693089187206704951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2693089187206704951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2693089187206704951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/corset-diaries-separation-anxiety.html' title='Corset Diaries: Separation Anxiety'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6719735634907029138</id><published>2009-04-07T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:53:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corset Diaries - Steel bones versus Lycra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;I could be a) getting used to the wearing the underbust corset or b) the lacings loosen over the course of the day, as I find myself having to re-lace.&lt;br&gt;I should probably tidy up the laces first and lace myself in properly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Google "waist-training" and one discovers many followers of this form of body modification. OK, the men are a little weird (who knows, that guy could be wearing an 18" waist-cincher. I guess one has to experience being laced in to discover why ladies are always demanding to be laced in tighter! I'm used to wearing it all day but the next step would be to lace myself TIGHTER.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And yes, you need a proper steel-boned corset in order for it to be comfortable and a professional fitting. Imagine the pressure on the garment! Engineering genius. Compared to modern-day "control" garments, the corset is infinitely more elegant and  charming.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;          &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6719735634907029138?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6719735634907029138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6719735634907029138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6719735634907029138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6719735634907029138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/corset-diaries-steel-bones-versus-lycra.html' title='Corset Diaries - Steel bones versus Lycra'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1008883023781809478</id><published>2009-04-05T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:58:36.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Street art</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374883706/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3449/3374883706_6385e82b60.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374883706/"&gt;P1040189&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Haight Street  - and my Cookie's wallpaper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1008883023781809478?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1008883023781809478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1008883023781809478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1008883023781809478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1008883023781809478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/street-art.html' title='Street art'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3449/3374883706_6385e82b60_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2270527445617279919</id><published>2009-04-05T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:58:55.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Shinagami - Black Winged Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3410984960/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3410984960_6fa6a6c432.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3410984960/"&gt;Shinagami&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; He's been here for a while - Tristesse is gone.&lt;br /&gt;http://sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2270527445617279919?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2270527445617279919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2270527445617279919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2270527445617279919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2270527445617279919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/shinagami-black-winged-doll.html' title='Shinagami - Black Winged Doll'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3410984960_6fa6a6c432_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8263116031638123257</id><published>2009-04-05T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:56:09.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA graffiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374068393/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3420/3374068393_5a9404504e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374068393/"&gt;LA graffiti&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	David Choe maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know but I can't resist green coneheads.&lt;br /&gt;There's a Korean touch to this LA graf - very cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8263116031638123257?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8263116031638123257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8263116031638123257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8263116031638123257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8263116031638123257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-graffiti.html' title='LA graffiti'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3420/3374068393_5a9404504e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1389581321433721304</id><published>2009-04-05T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:48:43.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Green hobo bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3162327552/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/3162327552_7d5726fb83.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3162327552/"&gt;Green hobo bag&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Massive chunky bag! Like a slab of turf on your lap!&lt;br /&gt;Go green... there aren't quite enough green bags in the world... colourwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1389581321433721304?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1389581321433721304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1389581321433721304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1389581321433721304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1389581321433721304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/green-hobo-bag.html' title='Green hobo bag'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/3162327552_7d5726fb83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-7996554196994205321</id><published>2009-04-05T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:47:06.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Rainbow Hippie Knitted Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3296099101/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3484/3296099101_021e81e29b.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3296099101/"&gt;Rainbow Hippie&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; This was one of the first bags where I used contrasting colours.&lt;br /&gt;The rest were kinda monochromatic...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-7996554196994205321?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/7996554196994205321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=7996554196994205321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7996554196994205321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/7996554196994205321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/rainbow-hippie.html' title='Rainbow Hippie Knitted Bag'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3484/3296099101_021e81e29b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-8944621009448510362</id><published>2009-04-05T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:44:54.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Fawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3253346336/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/3253346336_ca861dec6e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3253346336/"&gt;Fawn&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; She's a dainty fawn dressed in white lawn - well, a snippet of lawn curtain material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-8944621009448510362?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/8944621009448510362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=8944621009448510362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8944621009448510362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/8944621009448510362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/fawn.html' title='Fawn'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/3253346336_ca861dec6e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2623111012005769561</id><published>2009-04-05T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:43:51.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Bohemian Circus Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3414851348/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3599/3414851348_6ab5d7794e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3414851348/"&gt;Bohemian Circus Twins&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Yeah I just had to get conjoined twin dolls out of my system. I won't be making cloth dolls for a bit so these guys are the last of the Circus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2623111012005769561?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2623111012005769561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2623111012005769561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2623111012005769561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2623111012005769561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/bohemian-circus-twins.html' title='Bohemian Circus Twins'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3599/3414851348_6ab5d7794e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2934732799483916036</id><published>2009-04-04T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:18:52.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>... and Tiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3277749487/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3277749487_3f105af220.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3277749487/"&gt;... and Tiny&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Re-purposed cushion fabric plushie&lt;br /&gt;@ sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2934732799483916036?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2934732799483916036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2934732799483916036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2934732799483916036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2934732799483916036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-tiny.html' title='... and Tiny'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3277749487_3f105af220_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-6706235740029088504</id><published>2009-04-04T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:21:18.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarpunk'/><title type='text'>Harriet</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3252520793/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/3252520793_7552af91ee.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3252520793/"&gt;Harriet&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Plushies @ http://sugarpunk.etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue-haired and green skinned....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-6706235740029088504?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/6706235740029088504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=6706235740029088504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6706235740029088504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/6706235740029088504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/04/harriet.html' title='Harriet'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/3252520793_7552af91ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-2601793795839564743</id><published>2009-03-30T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:21:35.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corset'/><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Rashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've done three 12-hour days of waist-training, contrary to advice on creating a sustainable regime. Work schedules and all that... but hey I'm pretty much a cube rat anyway. It's not as bad as people think, the body adapts really quickly and I would say it's only a notch above wearing stiletto heels.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like to think of corsets in this day and age, as a form of body modification.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The modern brassiere and panty as undergarments is unflattering to the average female form and my theory is that they contribute to dimorphism and unhappiness. The midriff is not supported with the bra set, the alternative 'control garments' are unappealing and frankly, the lingerie industry hasn't developed a decent alternative. The structure of the corset is constructed to achieve that perfect  silhouette. Mine is made of steel bones and poplin - why can't modern materials be applied? It's all where Marketing thinks the money is - sportswear and such. What about the rest of us who don't find 'hi-tech' gear appealing?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Over the weekend, I realized I had some red, itchy spots. I wonder if they'll go away? &lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-2601793795839564743?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/2601793795839564743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=2601793795839564743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2601793795839564743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/2601793795839564743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/03/corset-diaries-rashes.html' title='Corset Diaries: Rashes'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-172685535674002723</id><published>2009-03-25T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:27:37.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corset'/><title type='text'>Corset Diaries: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt"&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Today was Day 1 of a full-day of waist-training. I couldn't quite get the 22" waist; it's a lot easier when someone else does it for you! Lacing up is addictive but you have to experience it for yourself. A mixture of guilt and masochism perhaps? That feeling when you squish your tummy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Typical Singapore weather, muggy and swampy at 8am. Was a little breathless when I got into the office, but felt fine mostly. &lt;br&gt;Discussion with a couple of colleagues about splurging on the real thing. You have to appreciate the sturdy construction of this garment and boy are these nylon laces STRONG. This garment requires craftmanship.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've a lot of thoughts on support garments in today's context... in the next entry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-172685535674002723?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/172685535674002723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=172685535674002723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/172685535674002723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/172685535674002723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/03/corset-diaries-day-1.html' title='Corset Diaries: Day 1'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11228760.post-1764884574735247614</id><published>2009-03-25T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:43:13.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roscoe's House of Chicken 'n Waffles</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374116759/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3374116759_6937df9ca3.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sugarpunk/3374116759/"&gt;Roscoe's House of Chicken 'n Waffles&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sugarpunk/"&gt;sugarpunk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Roscoe's was featured in an episode of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations, so I had to check in out. Ummmm - the fried chicken is OK ( it's ain't soul food, someone said) but the waffle was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also the first time I encountered the great American invention that is "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter". Ugh, it sure ain't butter - it's an unholy amalgamation of hydrogenated fatty matter ...  scooped from a bucket onto your waffle. I thought it was ice-cream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11228760-1764884574735247614?l=linglingn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/feeds/1764884574735247614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11228760&amp;postID=1764884574735247614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1764884574735247614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11228760/posts/default/1764884574735247614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linglingn.blogspot.com/2009/03/roscoe-house-of-chicken-waffles.html' title='Roscoe&amp;#39;s House of Chicken &amp;#39;n Waffles'/><author><name>Ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846020497900097467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQ4Uf88ikWo/S8CYdNk1yNI/AAAAAAAAApM/d9FhkvraCKs/S220/sugar-avatar-50.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3466/3374116759_6937df9ca3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
