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Sunday, November 20, 2005

Suki Sunday.

今天吸收了什么有意义/ 好玩 / 有趣的 知识?

FUN [ 好玩!]
纽约有一个非常好玩的酒店 , 名叫 Gershwin Hotel.
Marva Papalavas says it's next to the museum of Sex.
I loooooove the very loving use of the word "monster" by the Gershwin people.

"A beauteous baby was born and she grew beyond the dreams of her parents. Our beautiful monster."






CUTE [ かわいい と 面白い !]
Tokidoki created some very inspiring work and living spaces with its artwork.
I resolve to paint my office with such bright illustrations when the opportunity arises.


CONTEMPLATIVE [ 思考的空间 ] Part 1
从 NERVE.COM 认识了一位美国作家 Mary Gaitskill .
I like it that she calmly and critically looks at the way her world is constructed.

On feminism
“I once wrote a story that I never published, but I just looked at it again recently. It was about how in the '90s the criticisms were, "Feminism is bad because it's made women into neurasthenic asexual babies who are afraid to have intercourse!" or, "Feminism is bad because it's made women into sluts who only think about sex and don't have any sensitivity or desire for motherhood!" Whatever it was, it was feminism's fault.”

On Foucaultian conceptions of "madness" >
".....but I hate to subscribe to that utilitarian definition. It doesn't allow for time to slow down and look through the other person's eyes. But sometimes there isn't time, and sometimes it seems that however you slow down and how you look, you're never going to be able to connect with them anyway. But I still couldn't really define it. And I do think the diagnostic manual is mentally ill itself. It's so eager to classify so many different mental conditions as disturbed or problematic that you wonder what's left?"

On personal pain >
"Have you ever read what Nabokov said, that Chekhov wrote sad stories for humorous people, and in order to understand their humor you have to understand their sadness because they're connected? People don't get that now."

______________
CONTEMPLATIVE [ 思考的空间 ] Part 2
从电视上认识了 《美学的经济》 这本书

白色iPod為何熱賣?
如何理解「美學」和「風格」的經濟價值?
什麼是「全球城市」?
「設計」為何是21世紀國家的「國力指標」?
如何由「專精代工」,過渡到附加價值更高的「品牌」或「設計」?
如何由「紀律的個人」,變身成「美感的個人」;由「勤奮生產者」,轉化成「自由消費者」?

The author, Mr Zhan Wei Xiong, asks the same questions I have been asking...
How do I become a "liberated consumer" ? How can we evolve from "Disciplined entities" to "Asthetic Individuals"?

Looks like there's a fair bit to read up.

Damn, when do I get to surfing???????

Friday, November 18, 2005

你听得到

你听得到
曲:JAY
词:曾郁婷

有谁能比我知道....
你的温柔像羽毛

秘密躺在我怀抱
只有你能听得到

还有没有人知道
你的微笑像拥抱

多想藏着你的好
只有我看得到

站在屋顶只对风说不想被左右
本来讨厌下雨的天空
直到听见有人说爱我

坐在电影院的二楼看人群走过
怎么那一天的我们
都默默的
微笑很久

我想我是太过依赖
在挂电话的刚才

坚持学单纯的
小孩
静静看守这份爱

知道不能太依赖怕你会把我宠坏
你的香味
一直徘徊

我舍不得离开
------------------------------
十一月 18 号 2005 年

这阵子都在忙着应付手头上的节目。
筹备,拍摄, 剪接,撰稿 。
看带子, 想点子,工作里头。。。找乐子。


偶然还是会有 “空空” 的感觉。

昨天早上, 天很灰, 水很冷,
可是游完泳的心情, 充满了阳光。

凌晨时分,忙完儿童节目的后制筹备工作,赶回家 继续 忙网站设计工作。
3 . 18 am
赶快睡觉
赶快 起身
赶快 游完泳
再赶快回制作室继续剪接工作

想弹钢琴。 想听歌。 想唱歌。

想 慢慢 吃喝玩乐

想 看书

想 聊天

想 看 电影




昨天

22.54pm

今天

8.43am
11.52am
3.17pm
7.17pm
11.35pm

读了 于 良 史 唯一 一首 比较成名的作品 “春山夜月 ”

“掬水月在手。 弄花香满衣 ”

有空, 我们到世界各地的水乡散步。

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

At work

16th of Nov 2005.

Peaceful day at work.
Sunshine and greenery outside.





My desk




View from my desk

bitchUndermyDesk

Bitch under my desk
(Actually, it's a rug with four legs.)

Saturday, November 05, 2005

I take a short position

JP, is such a cute man, such a cute friend.

He emailed me this bit of "poetry" by an American comic/clever-observer George Carlin, and I love him for it.

Brought to you, by the inimitable JP, the modern man's finest friend.

------------------------------------------
Email subject: the modern man
------------------------------------------
I take a short position on the long bond.

My revenue stream has its own cash flow.

I read junk mail.

I eat junk food.

I buy junk bonds.

I watch trash sports.

I'm gender-specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.

I like rough sex.
I like tough love

...The software in my hard drive is hard-core, no soft porn.

- an excerpt from "The Modern Man", a monologue by George Carlin

Friday, November 04, 2005

Complete Chaos

No, no. I'm genuinely curious.



I'd like to know why.



I was just... I was fidgeting
with Isabelle's lighter...



and... I wasn't
really realizing it...



then I noticed.
And I thought it was rude...



so I put it down
on the table.



But I put it diagonally across
one of these squares.



Do you see?



Look.



That's when I noticed
that the lighter's length...



is exactly the same length
as the diagonal itself.



So I put it lengthwise,
along the outside edge.



- Look. It fits there too.
- Yeah.



But it fits there.



And it fits like this
and like this...



and this way too.



And I bet you if
I just split it in half...



you know, it's
got to fit somewhere.



I mean, it really
fits anywhere. Look.



See?



I was noticing that the more
you look at everything...



this table, the objects on it,
the refrigerator, this room...



- your nose, the world...
- [Isabelle Chuckles]



suddenly...



you realize that there's some
sort of cosmic harmony...



of shapes and sizes.



I was just wondering why.
I don't know why that is.



I know that it is.



You have an interesting
friend here.



More interesting, I suspect,
than you know.



I mean, when we look around us,
what is it we see?


COMPLETE CHAOS.

----- Dreamers

Rise. I see the sun.

破晓
----------------------
词:宋健彰(弹头)
曲:詹宇豪(宇豪)
----------------------


。。。。。。旭日击破黑夜破浪而出
没光芒如弓支支划破沉默的天穹
而你。。。静静
挽着我抑郁的双手

试图迎风而弹面海而奏

看着大人们为了生存而决斗
回头却触不及生命最终的丰硕
我看着不战而栗的那个我
黑白键上的双手开始颤抖


日晷东方滚烫意志正在酝酿
哪道光芒才是我们该遵循的方向

信念又一分一秒崩塌

粉碎边缘陪伴我的会是你还是他

。。。。。。。。。。落叶不停盘旋冷锋不停的吹

勇气卡住喉头使我决毅奋力不悔

。。。。。。。。。静静闭上眼睛倾听心底声音

秉着弱势的勇气因为没有输的权利


窗棂旁
泪光柔和了骄阳
琴声正咀嚼着伤
而我在等待
破晓 的曙光


凯旋曲开始悠扬
旭日从东方破浪

颔首期待我有一双硬肩膀

Thursday, November 03, 2005

search. stay. play. piano.

今天练了超过一个小时的钢琴。
接下来, 11 月 中旬,会开始很忙。

我不喜欢忙碌的感觉。 我只想游泳, 弹钢琴。看电影。
摄影。 画画。

(不负责任。 又贪玩, 什么都想玩的坏蛋。)

这两天,花了不少时间闭着眼睛弹钢琴
弹钢琴的时候, 闭上眼睛的时候, 会看见浅浅的, 淡淡的绿光。

听到旋律。 然后忘记。


用自己的方式,找到了 La Vie en Rose 的 basic chords.

C 调。Start at C.

开心。 但歌词。。。想不起来。

"Hold me close...and hold me fast...
the magic spell you cast...
This is La Vie Ennnnn Rooooooseeee ~~~~~~~"

That was as far as I got.
Sitting here. This is a short flight. A 1 hour flight.

Christopher Norton 的 "In The Bag" 弹了 N 遍。
乐谱上写着 Glenn Miller style.

I think I've been playing it my style. freestyle.

anyhow.

Fooling around.

Love Me Tender. 比较熟练了。 但 老套的歌词记不了。

"For it's there that I belong...."

Blah.

一边弹,
一边想象自己带着摄影机, 到世界不同的角落, 寻找不同的寂寞。

“到世界不同的角落, 寻找不同的寂寞”
匠气很重。 Like the sort of pretentious smoking/protagonist's face in half-lit Wong-Kar-Wai-imitations mise-en-scenes.

主题。书名。
anyway.

又搭飞机。
幻想号。 42-66

我不是 11 月的萧邦。

Wanted to finish off the session with a revision of the basics.

Do Mi So Doooo...Do So Mi Do
"Every truly cultured music student knows....you must learn your scales and arpeggios"

But thought to myself..
aw, what the heck, might as well run that Leslie Cheung classic through my fingers a few more times .

追。

Dad was reading in the living room. Piano is in the living room.
So I sang in a whisper.
Dad was kind, he let me play to my heart's content without switching on the telly to watch the evening news. Mum usually doesn't give a shit. She switches on the telly and cranks up the volume so that she can hear. But I don't blame her. Her hearing is going from bad to worse...
Lucky for me, she's out playing mahjong at my granny's place.
Lucky for me, i got the sudden urge to have an extended piano session whilst she was out of the house.

There was some Kuromatsu sake left in the fridge from looooooooong ago.

I swiped a sip.

Mid-november. The spiral starts. Lots of work commitments till the Christmas weekend.

The piano, is an old friend i've finally found time to re-visit.

It just feels different.

there's juice in your bones when you no longer have to struggle with the ABRSM system, and you're just trying to make like Ray; like Stevie.

Wonder.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

我走在没有你的世界



歌曲:自我催眠


.....................人群里面那个我把幸福遗落
那曾经走过的路口
我停了你却走

我想捂住我的耳朵...听不见你说

爱就在此刻 松手 分手 放手
我猜不透不猜透

和你背对背的走
原来怪我, 没有, 没有...爱情的天分,

你才要走

Chorus:
我想要学会自我催眠
痛觉会少一些

潜意识作祟想着想到失眠

我躺在没有你的房间

寂寞更加明显

我渐渐地自我催眠
却回不到从前

等着红灯那个我
还会向前走

也许那幸福的执着在下一个路口
专属铃声我还留着。。。却静静沉默
在我们之间爱了放了.

散了.


我会不说不想说

怕说了也没有用

现在我的幽默
只是掩饰着心痛。

我的难过。

Chorus:
我想要学会自我催眠
痛觉会少一些

潜意识作祟想着想到失眠

我躺。

在没有你的房间。
寂寞更加明显

我渐渐地自我催眠
却回不到从前


Chorus:
我想要学会自我催眠。

聪明再多一些
潜意识作祟想着想到失眠

我走在没有你的世界
却走不到永远

我渐渐地自我催眠
慢慢闭上双眼。。。。。。。。。