A constellation of cameras lights twinkle and a thousand lenses swivel and bulge
Pointed at me - the compound eye of an enormous dead fly.
I know this is the crucial moment to speak.
The final certain footstep
on the lip of the chasm before the leap.
I open my mouth, beaming.
And my smile soon collapses;
When I realise what I am:
mute.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Frozen Music
I just found pics of this lamp thing that I did for an exercise in year 2. I think we were given 3 hours or so to conceptualize and make a lamp in response to a piece of music written for NUS' Centennial celebrations.
I think my approach was to not think too much about the music/concept and just make something NICE out of the plastic sheets we were given. Haha. And the bullshitting and post-rationalization came after that. And thinking about it some more, that seems to be my approach to a LOT of other projects.
Whack now, think later.
Air
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