
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Rift Lamp

Wednesday, August 15, 2007
"Kami" Chair

Inspired by paper construction and origami, I designed this chair as an exploration of the structural and formal qualities of folding. Designed as a continuous loop of folding planes, the chair resembles a delicate paper construction that deforms slightly when one sits on it, creating a visual tension of strength and immateriality.
It will be made of powder-coated aluminium (white) with a continuous layer of black polyurethane foam on its inside face of the loop.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Blood House

Lava and Polarity Mazes



Sunday, August 12, 2007
New Photography Manifesto
2. What is true and beautiful is Komposition, the balance of Lyte and Shadow, hyperrealism of Tex-tures, and evocative geometric Shapes. The photograph should be an ageless work of art.
3. Emotional response shall only be created by visual Tension and Release, and strategic abstraction of Shapes. Beauty lies in the simplicity of the image - in a world full of real complexities, visual art should serve to distill visual Beauty.
4. O! The beautiful Shapes of koncrete and metal, eroded by Nature's hand herself. Why should leaves and birds dominate our canvasses of light when Nature has chosen to lay her hand on Man's own built masterpieces.
5. Let us unite and march forth in a blinding future devoid of Photoshopped images, unidentifiable sunsets and tiresome blurry Lomographs. Let our destiny be one of purity and pristine Beauty. Let us embrace the New Photography of tomorrow, brothers and sisters of the Lens!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Blind Staircase
some people dream in numbers or words,
some people dream in sounds.
My dreams are almost always hyperchromatic visions of deep colours, fringed with colours that serve to densify the bold colours. Even the sky seems a saturated liquid that flows endlessly through space.
I dream of places. Places I've been before, but twisted as if seen through a glass bubble. Curtains flap soundlessly in the invisible wind. Things that should be there are ripped from the world, leaving a silent void that maintains its boundary with the rest of the polychromatic world.
I dream of trains. Of parks. Of houses that I've stepped into before, but now as a helpless intruder.
I dream of people. The soft warm faces that I know and love, the transparent ghosts that shuffle through the maze of my life, the glowing seeds that are people who are yet to be.
I dream of a blind staircase, leading to a blind door.

Monday, July 30, 2007
30-sec Portraits of Idling People on the Train
This really nice auntie sitting beside me peeked over to see I was doing and started giggling loudly once she figured out which people I was drawing. She then thanked me for making her laugh. Glad I was able to make a random person happy today. =)
"Woman With Pursed Lips SMS-ing Boyfriend"Sunday, July 22, 2007
Fibrous Sticky Cocoon
We had an 2-day exercise which involved setting up a defence position in forested area somewhere in Marsiling. The thick jungle vegetation consisted mainly of large fruit trees like durian, jackfruit and rambutan trees, and we were tasked to dig shellscrapes or trenches in the ground in which we would sleep in. Very much like sleeping in a shallow grave, I suppose.
I lay in this damp hole in the soil, slipping in and out of consciousness as I struggled to sleep, the strange intoxicating stench of rotting fruit, the sounds of metallic rifle magazines clicking in the dark, and the texture of crisp leaf litter and moist organic matter brushing against my skin, the depthless freckles of light that streaked through the aged leaves of old trees, completely immersing me in a surreal, deeply tactile environment.
Call them visions, or dreams; these few images vividly surfaced in my mind as I sank further and further into a sub-conscious state of mind, a distorted reflection of the reality around me....
cilia on sticks
pustule-like, glistening like insect eyes
nowhere to shift without touching them

a heaving mass of scales
some brittle and skeletal
some black with age and decay
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Don't Bottle Up Your Feelings...

Bottle A: Darling, your eyes are gorgeous. They're so....clear and transparent.
Bottle B: That's because they're made of glass?
Bottle A: Errr.... your beautiful head is so.... shiny.
Bottle B: That's because my WHOLE BLEDDY HEAD is made of glass?
Bottle A: Well... I love your... transparency. And your... openness towards me. It's as if I could see right into you, into your beautiful, pure soul.
Bottle B: In case you haven't noticed you could probably see right THROUGH me. And that's coloured water by the way. Probably food colouring... you know.
Bottle A: Come, let me hold you tight!
Bottle B: You've got no frickin' arms.
Bottle A: Oh. Crap.
Teleportation Puzzle

Monday, May 28, 2007
Saccharine Sweet Beach Babies
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Azure Cavern Lake
The next step is to paint the entire scene in a monochrome wash to establish all the darks and lights of the scene. This creates some form of depth and defines the main objects. Of course, this is done very quickly and intuitively so I won't get obsessed with filling in confusing details right at the start.
Now I establish the main colour scheme for the picture - a dark, greenish-grey look that makes the buildings look like they are carved out of jade. The only differering colour is a warm highlight in the corner, where an opening to daylight allows little sphere-copters to emerge out of the cave.
That's all for now, folks. Stay tuned to monitor my progress!
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Metallic Cords Around My Head

Cords.
They hiss and writhe around your torso
Metallic Medusa.
Warm eyeballs that freeze into directionless titanium ball bearings
Flesh that becomes cold plastic.
Diaphanous blood that now throbs through your body.
I watch silently as the transformation takes place.
Not thoughtlessly, nor painlessly.
Your body remains rigid while something in you
collapses
and dissolves - I can see it in your glazed visage.
Like a machine.
Little red lights and circuits that shut down at regular intervals;
You die a thousand deaths, whirring to a stop.
And I anticipate the silence that follows.
Part of me watches helplessly
As one would watch the disintegration of a massive glacier
Falling impossibly, slowly, majestically.
I wonder too about the ghost in your aluminium shell.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Aural Score

Monday, April 23, 2007
Japanese Assassin in Full Fuschia

Some friends commented that I had this cutesy style that's quite recognisable so I decided to have a bit of fun and go out of my comfort zone in doing this one... Not much to say about this, except that: if I were to design a CD cover for background electronic music played during Japanese Cosplay events....this would be it I guess. Not that I really think there's a market for that kind of music...
On hindsight, when I'm free I'll probably do the following things to this:
1. make the stuff behind her more symmetrical
2. clean the lines up by re-drawing the whole assassin digitally
3. reduce the flowery stuff a little
But oh well... probably won't do it in the end....
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Planar Burrows

Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Loss, Isolation, Perversion, Hopelessness and Frustration
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Evolution to the Zodiacs

Thursday, March 15, 2007
Radioactive Angel

Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Angular Rabbit
Surreal Whale

Remember the jellyfish post? Another creature which I think is really beautiful is the whale. I once told a friend that one of the last things I would do before I die would be to actually see a blue whale live in the ocean - a majestic creature that's as big as a bus or a house, but floating so gracefully in the water, reminding me of a huge space shuttle performing its slow ballet in synchrony with the planets in outer space.
Friday, March 2, 2007
Spatial Calendar Revisited
1. Why is Saturday and Sunday the same size and rectangular?
>> Good question. Maybe this calendar seems more suited for the workaholic...
2. Maybe the boxes could be more free-form, and defined by the owner of the calendar.
>> That's a great idea. Was thinking of creating a random grid in the background which people can draw over to define the size of each of the days.
3. Maybe you could have date numbers floating around.
>> Possible. Then you could have little bubbles connected to these numbers, where you enter events and times. These bubbles could then be connected to each other as well!
4. Why the need for numbers / days?
>> You know...that's a very interesting question.. Why are we even numbering our days and dissecting our time like that? More of a philosophical question I guess... There's this idea of "free music" or music that breaks the boundaries of the space-time grid (regular beats in time), why not we break free of this cycle (day/night) and see our life more as EVENTS in a long long lifetime. Worth thinking about...
Friday, February 23, 2007
Bumping into a Little Creature

Was experimenting with this style of illustration - it's pretty much the same way I did Nitro and the Dragon, but I wanted flat, bright colours that are somewhat like that of a children's story book. Here we see a lady purple dreadlocks/chicken/slug thing with her elephant/polar bear/skullface husband encountering a little seal along the way.
Some people ask me where on earth do I ideas for all these characters, and the truth is... I don't really know.
I played this game with a friend once where we drew random shapes on a piece of paper and had to fill in details so the shapes made sense ... or looked like something. I guess that's how these things are conceived - your pen just randomly moves around until u chance upon something that looks good to you, then you bring your idea to life.
Unfortunately, I realise that's how I design many other things as well - banking on pure chance and intuition, then riding the wave once you catch onto something. That's BAD when it comes to more function-driven design, for the record.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Spatial Calendar
When you look at a calendar, you see equally spaced, boring blocks of empty space waiting to be filled in with activity. Because of the way you see these uniform blocks, it drives you to live your life in this routine way, forcing you to conform to a activity-time grid that determines your life.
What if you changed the way you looked at the days? Some days seems shorter, longer, more hopeful, exciting, constricting, inextricably linked with other events in time on other days. Here's a calendar that encourages the living of a non-conformist, non-routine life:

Seriously, don't ask me how it works. Just know that every week has 7 days.
Mutation's Abound

Friday, February 16, 2007
Party Pills!

When you feel like partayyyyy-ing, you bring out the disco ball and a flashing dance floor.
When you REALLY feel like partayyyyyy-ing..... bring out the PARTY PILLS!
QB: Say YEAAHH!
People: YEAHHH!
QB: What you wanna do??
People: PARTYYY!
QB: What you wanna doooooo??
People: PARRRTTYYYY!!
Retarded Amoeba: Mambobobo-chi.
People: MAMBO!
Retarded Amoeba: Chachagoogoo..
People: CHACHA!
*Frenetic Latin music plays in the background*
Disclaimer:
Plastikk-cube is in no way endorsing the use of drugs in any form, and instead encourages the consumption of healthy alternatives like Tic-tacs.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Liar Liar Great Balls of Fire
The Quest of Ears
1: I tend to have inertia in getting something started because I'm stuck or lazy. (like NOW)
2: I get something started really well, then I give up halfway or get lazy again.
This thing I'm showing here falls into the latter category. It's a vision that I had of starting a comic strip of a roguish guy with Big Ears who has some great task to do that ultimately causes accidental harm to people and creatures he comes across. Here is the very 1st panel and the only panel that I did after a gave up, realising the sheer amount of work that goes into this shit.
The setting is very fantasy-like, and the 1st scene would be a desert town run by red piggish things. Notice the details like the "egg-plant", the strange way of writing (in varying sizes of circles on a line) and stuff.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Things You'd Probably See After Sniffing Too Much UHU Glue
Nitro is a fat dinosaur.He loves bright colourful things like sunflowers and rockets, although everyone tells him sunflowers and rockets don't go together.
However, Nitro knows that on the Moon is a huge field with bright yellow sunflowers.
With his large red rocket strapped to his back, he hopes that someday someday, someone will light his bright red rocket so he blast off and fly to the Great Sunflower Field on the Moon.
The Dragon has had small wings for as long as he remembers.
He doesn't mind them, but sometimes they get caught in the leaves as he soars through the branches of trees in the rainforest that he lives in.
He sleeps a lot, mostly upside-down in a banyan tree.
Pokyu the Pufferfish
Basically the idea was to make it as "Japanese" as possible, thus the jap words and the rectangle eyes for the cuddly fish. So here's the front of the packet:

Friday, February 2, 2007
Retarded Amoeba
How to Get a Design Concept: The Secret Manual
Step One:
Whatever your program/art/school or whatever you're doing, even if it's a Dog Lover's Hostel or Ketupat-making school, just tell your tutor your design is about LAYERING. Then just link it to whatever you have.
e.g. Ketupats are woven with leaves creating LAYERS, so my concept is about layering.
e.g. Indian cuisine is about many smells and tastes, thus the idea of LAYERING.
e.g. When a dog craps on the ground, the poo, the grass, and soil form inextricable LAYERS.
Step Two:
Be sure to make it look CHEEM! Use common catchphrases that will leave the tutors nodding their heads in approval like:
1. This blurs the boundaries between the inside and the outside.
2. This takes the user on a journey through a series of orchestrated spaces.
3. This creates interesting nodes and spaces for people to gather.
4. This creates a sense of suspense as **** is suggested but not fully revealed.
Step Three:
Use cool tutor-approved words! Why say "put together" when you can sound pro with "juxtapose"? Why be stuck with the word "filter" when you can use a 3-syllabled word like "percolate"? The key to success is confusion.... don't forget!
Step Four:
When all else fails, use the Universally Approved Concept Statement that applies for every single damned design that you see:
"My design explores and challenges the relationship between Man, Nature, and the building by creating spaces that encourage activity and interaction among the users of the building. This is done by orchestrating a sequence of interesting spaces that slowly reveal themselves as the user moves through the building."
Be sure to add a series of diagrams that you directly scanned in from an obscure book, adding in lots of arrows and text that no-one would bother to read. To top it off, draw a HUGE pencil drawing (do spend more time on this) of your Ketupat or Dog, which would take up half of your concept panel.
Cool! Now you have a CONCEPT!




"PSP Boy"
"Momma's Mountains; Sista's Valley"







