Friday, 21 December 2007

Depth of Field


The more you learn, the less you know. Reading about apertures, focal lengths, shutter speed, different lenses, exposure has certainly got my head in a spin. I have put off reading the technical part for way too long, mainly because it can be as dry as gin and I find it hard to read stuff like that too. It just would not register into my head. I finally finally got into serious reading, with my camera in my hand, I fiddled with it and learn quite a few handy tips. I think I would forget everything in weeks.


Seriously, I think I need to be taking a photography class soon.

Nostalgia

It is hard to explain how these little things manage to put a smile on my face. It has been ages since I last saw them, yet it seems only like yesterday. As confusing as the last statement might be for some people, I felt exactly like that.

They might be as old as me, since the day that I could remember, they have always been around. Some things stay with you forever. Memories are funny things. I wonder if we can choose to remember the good things and choose to forget others that we rather not be reminded of. But the harder we try at forgetting, the harder it is to do just that, since we are always reminding ourselves to forget what we want to forget precisely. Get what I am trying to say?


I remember there were coins, lighters and other odds and ends in the duck. We used the grandmother porcelain figure to hold chopsticks. These pieces are vintage okay! All the way from Whampoa Drive. I saved them from being dumped when I visited my aunt's place this evening. When I learnt that she threw away some other treasures, I nearly passed out. The hoarder in me jumped out and slapped her hard on her shoulders. What on earth motivated her to throw that fisherman into the dumpster? Did she not have any sentimental attachment to those things at all? Tsk tsk! She was lucky that she got away with just a little ticking off some my mum and me.


There are other things that I love to have, like these two little pumpkins sitting in my granny's room now. But I thought it is nice to have them there, my granny might like to have pretty things in her room too.

Hedonism




This IS hedonism.

Crabtree & Evelyn has one of the nicest smelling lining paper that I can get my hands on. Sure, it does cost quite a bit more, but I have a chest of nice smelling clothes and it makes my drawers and shelves look so so pretty! See, it takes just that to make me a happy person.

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

Happy Birthday!


Happy 26th Birthday!


Mid twenties going on late twenties already. Where did all that bloody time go?


            Monday, 3 December 2007

            Out of Sync

            I am fallen out from my normal routine, I really need to get my life back on track. So many things have happened and all together at the same time. It started after my trip. My husband's been ill for about a week some 2 weeks back and now my grandma's in hospital. Mum's getting a little insane and tired with some domestic help issues of her own, my siblings, my THREE YOUNGER siblings are certainly not helping her lighten her work load. It is the school holidays now, no wonder my mum's having such a hard time! Sigh, teenagers are so so self absorbed sometimes. And I have a maid in my care for like a week. Aunt's shifting at I really do wish I can help lighten her burden a little. My bro's did a great job helping her though, searching for furniture and all. He can be so sweet at times.

            Maybe I am hormonal, but I am feeling a tinge of sadness whenever I visit my grandma in hospital. It gets to me. She is not in any sort of life threatening condition, but it breaks my heart still. I wonder what more I can do than to visit her more regularly. I wish I can see her being happy again. The sense of heavy- heartedness is not just from seeing my grandma in hospital, like I said, maybe I am hormonal.

            I started recalling back to the times when I was living with her. She can have quite a temper sometimes, especially when she is stressed and tired. She used to work and still took care of the house. It was only when I knew better that I know how life was like for her. I remember her always giving the drumsticks to my brother because he loves them! And how she would wake me up in time for Sesame Street on Saturdays. I remember her telling us stories at night and come up with some really sarcastic rebukes, some which I still use occasionally and when I do, it makes me think of her.

            She would turned the volume of the Rediffusion up after the last transmission at night and when it started transmission again, I would jump up with a startle from my sleep and ran to turn the volume down. It would be 6am and it was my time to wake up and prepare to go to school. She would tie my hair before I go to school and helped my brother with his uniform.

            I remembered she used to set her hair in those hair curlers. She had a box of those things, and we used to play with them! hahahahaha! She used to use watermelon skin to rub all over her face after eating the fruit. I think it is more refreshing than nourishing for the skin now when I think of it. It was fun to do it though, I should do it again the next time I have watermelon at home.

            My grandma is quite "ang mo" having worked in some ang mo households before. She can conversed and understand english quite well, I used be to so proud at the fact that my granny knows english! Come christmas where we have dinners on the eve, she would make the stuffing for the turkey. I miss her chocolate cakes. I can even almost, almost smell and taste them. They were moist and rich and very very chocolatey, none of those cream stuff! It was drenched with chocolate pure chocolate! And taste the most exceptional when eaten hot from the oven. She used to make pumpkin pies too, but I was too "young" to appreciate things like pumpkins then. It was one of those things that I grouped as "adult food" together with animal innards (still to me are adult food) and marmalade.

            She used to eat marmalade at home, and I found it too bitter, though I always has the impression that marmalade was very sophisticated! I still do now, and almost certainly always have some of it in my fridge.
            I will visit her tomorrow again, and hopefully, I will find my groove back