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Fri, 17 May 2013 01:56:41 +0800

one more

Mon, 13 May 2013 04:54:03 +0800

one more

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Mon, 13 May 2013 04:46:55 +0800

damn 2009 was such a great year for kpopthanks psy for making me nostalgic

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 00:16:38 +0800

damn 2009 was such a great year for kpop
thanks psy for making me nostalgic

this is like one big inside joke

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 00:09:04 +0800

this is like one big inside joke

These siblings really deserve it! \o/ At first I thought it was...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 01:30:23 +0800

These siblings really deserve it! \o/ At first I thought it was just about taking the YouTube sensation to nationwide broadcast, but it was really more than that. With reality singing competitions gaining ground in Korea, we get to see talent evolve straight from audition to debut, unlike waiting for them to come out of training dungeons. We don’t need perfect idols and perfect faces, we get live singing performances. In fact, they seem to have more freedom with this than having to go through idol promotions.

And they really came alive with Mmmbop. Akdong Musician really stood out with her voice and their all-around ability to belt out sweet melodies then rap. Congratulations!

To be honest, I still think Bang Yedam’s most memorable...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 01:27:49 +0800

To be honest, I still think Bang Yedam’s most memorable performance is Where is The Love, even if the harmonica’s not in it. He may not consciously even know but he uses his voice, however young it may be, in all the right ways that it gets very entertaining. He’s such a toddler with adult swag? I just wish that they get to make him do a substantial amount of material at this age, because he sounds so right right now (this is where you realize the “noona” concept works in full effect) and it would be a joy to watch him evolve. (I mean, Justin Bieber doesn’t sound the same in One Less Lonely Girl and As Long As You Love Me, for reasons.)

I cannot deal with the cute. And he can falsetto as much as he wants now with that voice until puberty hits him, yeah.

oh my god it’s your birthday, and i remembered go forth,...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 02:13:00 +0800

oh my god it’s your birthday, and i remembered

go forth, chingu!

you are so part of the reality we’ve always wanted #thingsshawolssay

omgthatdress: Minidress Biba, 1969 The Victoria & Albert...

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 21:09:42 +0800

omgthatdress:

Minidress

Biba, 1969

The Victoria & Albert Museum

youmightfindyourself: The power of programming. What most...

Thu, 28 Feb 2013 12:45:03 +0800

youmightfindyourself:

The power of programming. What most schools don’t teach. I’m experiencing this every night as we build product with skills we didn’t have the night before. It’s intoxicating.

the amount of amazing pictures. i cannot deal. nice, nice.

Fri, 22 Feb 2013 02:10:42 +0800

the amount of amazing pictures. i cannot deal. nice, nice.

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Fri, 22 Feb 2013 02:03:59 +0800

designspiration: Alex uniform

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 00:27:55 +0800

designspiration:

Alex

uniform

what they don’t tell you about your heart is that it is...

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 23:56:09 +0800

what they don’t tell you about your heart is that it is very resilient

SHINee - 다이너마이트 DYNAMITE (from "DREAM GIRL") DL album (MP3): |...

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 16:08:54 +0800

SHINee - 다이너마이트 DYNAMITE (from "DREAM GIRL")
DL album (MP3): | here | mirror
DL album (iTunes Plus): here | mirror
DL title track (MP3): here
for more: livejournal link

"I don’t believe in this bullshit you call ‘talent’. I practice."

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 02:34:39 +0800

“I don’t believe in this bullshit you call ‘talent’. I practice.”

- Attributed to Mark Knopfler (citation needed but I like it)

I do believe Mr Knopfler has something that sets him aside from equally hardworking guitar-playing mere mortals xD but it obviously does one better to believe that it doesn’t exist in oneself

(via lalage)

kaywinnit: Valentines Day is tomorrow so I thought I’d make...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 16:51:16 +0800

kaywinnit:

Valentines Day is tomorrow so I thought I’d make some Valentines For (The Not So Great) Artist!

Enjoy, people, and if you don’t have anyone to spend Valentines with, DRAW YOUR FEELINGS. Or not, I’m not your boss.

samspratt: Personally, I believe that artist’s block is caused...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 11:55:41 +0800

samspratt:

Personally, I believe that artist’s block is caused by 2 main things:

A relentless fear of being unable to create something truly original and successful.

Laziness.

The first is fairly straight-forward. While I’m sure there are people out there who don’t analyze and think about their every action, most content-creators don’t fall into that category. As a result, it’s very easy to have a brief, electric, idea in your mind, and if you don’t start executing it quickly enough, you can become creatively impotent thinking that it’s been done, can’t be done properly, or won’t be noticed/shared/respected. One moment like this can cause a chain of thoughts that keeps you from even putting pen to paper/screen/canvas. As I mentioned in my 10 Things I Learned In The 2 Years Since I Graduated From Art School, your best fix is to just do it, “it” being something, anything.

The latter of the two causes, Laziness — I actually believe is the more common issue, just the less admitted one. The first reason gives people an excuse, but no one likes laziness to be their excuse. “Art” in its most traditional sense (despite its current definition of: “anything…literally…anything”), is really not a genetically (or god)-given skill. It’s a technical ability and understanding that is honed and matured through practice and time (Yes, there are always brilliant exceptions to this rule, but they’re the vast minority). That’s not just how well you can shade, sing, or sculpt, but how you understand light/shadow, rhythm, or movement. Technical ability extends to the conceptual: the idea-having, abstract, and less concrete parts of creative-trades. Coming up with an idea for a painting, a book, or a song… it’s rarely this “eureka” moment, but rather the culmination and synthesizing of your ideas, existing ideas, and things you’ve seen and heard, all coming together over time to create something “new”, even if it’s not actually new at all. Where laziness comes into all of this, is that people use their lack of inspiration — this necessity for eureka moments — as excuses for everything when finding inspiration is as easy as finding a Bruno Mars song that I hate. It requires such little effort to be inspired these days thanks to the Internet, you just have to not use it like you’ve just done a line of coke in the middle of a squirrel-filled plastic-ball pit while a bubble-machine fills the air with rainbow soapy balls of wonder underneath a disco-ball.

As I’ve said before, having the Internet is a big deal. We have pretty much any visual we could ever imagine at our fingertips and that over-saturation of imagery can be daunting… if you don’t SLOOWWWW DOOOWWWNNN. Seeing something on facebook or tumblr and instantly clicking “like or reblog” does NOT mean you have absorbed content. It means that in the midst of endless scrolling, you have paused for .2 seconds to express to the world “I LIKE THIS THING, OH SHINY THING, *CLICK* OK GTG BYE… OH I LIKE THIS THING, *CLICK* OK GOTTA—- OH MY GOD THAT THING!…” and so on. Just chill. Look at the artwork, listen to the music, watch the full youtube video…. it’s like the Internet version of stopping to smell the roses, except instead of essentially useless flowers, it’s the entire Web filled with the creations of millions of different people in every medium and format imaginable.

So, advice on artist’s block in easily digestible format (tl;dr as some of you call it):

-Make something. Light bulbs don’t actually pop up above your head causing you to vomit up creativity and unicorns. Start something before you get too afraid to make anything.

-Don’t use “lack of inspiration” as an excuse. Slow the hell down and appreciate the endless chocolate-fountain of artistic brilliance and horror that is The Internet.

Musings On Color

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 10:41:50 +0800

samspratt:

It was so simple to have those racist “flesh” colored crayons guiding me to scribble in a peach-like tone to poorly drawn stick figure faces. When you’re young, things are assigned colors — generalizations about what something is supposed to be. An apple is red. A banana is yellow. An orange is… well.

With age, you learn that apples are also green.

An apple can be red or green.

Well, then you learn they can be yellow… just like bananas.

An apple can be red, green, or yello— well they can also be greenish-yellow, reddish-yellow, a medley of colors, really…

But then you learn that with age they can change color as they ripen, and when you bite them, their pale yellowey-white insides can bleed brown in a matter of minutes. When I picked up painting in college, I realized that even all of those complexities of an apple’s color were awfully surface-level. You see, the kind of light, the color of light, the proximity of the light, the material and color of the surface it sits on, the colors and proximities of nearby objects, the wetness or waxiness of the apple, the density of the air, and the colors of the surrounding environment, can all drastically adjust how you perceive the fruit.

Yet even if you take the reddest, most “pure” apple and isolate it away from all of these extraneous factors, you still can’t simply label it as “red”: Crimson, Cadmium, Pyrrole, Alizarin, Rose, Quinacridone, Venetian, and everything in between.

Apples to Apples, my ass.

REGRETS OF THE DYING

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 01:41:52 +0800

REGRETS OF THE DYING:

youmightfindyourself:

By: Bronnie Ware

For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives.

People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone’s capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them.

When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.

It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.

2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.

This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.

By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.

3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.

Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.

We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.

It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.

When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.

Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.