Monday, May 05, 2003

my tombstone will run this line:

My hands are cold

Friday, May 02, 2003

why do i feel that everyone in the blog universe is either talking poly-ticks or is a teenager, going to school, keeping a daily lament journal (or lament blog)?

except me that is. there's more useful questions to be pondered about in the universe than that.

Thursday, May 01, 2003

I think pissed off indexes come in waves. Thats that.

At times you're just annoyed by anything and everything that comes your way, and at times, nothing could ever be a spoiler...dig? not even the high priestess herself..teee heee...

My hair feels nice today, maybe thats why i am in a good mood...its nice and well shampooed. And the poisson perfume helps elevate my mood too ;-)

Reminds me of my old physics master...he was just the opposite though. Normally he'd have his hair well oiled and plastered back on his head..and during those days he'd be the absolute sweetheart he always was (especially to the girls). He'd always be smiling and have questions for some of his 'favourites'. But beware of the days when he'd shampoo his hair. You knew he was in a bad mood then. It occured very rarely and I can't connect the reason between his bad moods and his shampooed hair..but that was exactly it. He'd come into class, ask a lot of questions and snap at a lot of people. Very unlike his normal self. Then the next day you'd see him with this cheesy smile and oily hair and know things were back to normal.

fond memories :-)

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

I am not in a good mood today. My 'pissed off' index has gradually been growing since morning and is sure to peak within the next 2 hours. Should try to manage some food and tolstoy reading in between.

The other day i read a small excerpt about the dowager empress and thought to myself...why this is exactly who the high priestess herself is like....high, mighty and oh so self important.

isn't it just great to have someone to hate?
I am not in a good mood today. My 'pissed off' index has gradually been growing since morning and is sure to peak within the next 2 hours. Should try to manage some food and tolstoy reading in between.

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

Spring is here!

The sun shines bright and there's a mild breeze at the middle of the day. The apple trees at the orchard across our apartments are in full bloom and even the first tender leaves have begun to show. Spring time always reminds me of little babies who, every time you see them perched in their parents' arms seem to have changed a bit..grown a bit more...spring's like that..unless you keep watching you'll miss the beauty of the growing and then all of a sudden its summer again and there are no flowers anywhere except in the flower beds.

The hills are a bright green too, from all the grass that grows in this mild weather. Just the other day I noticed the hills and couldn't take my eyes off them to pay attention to what was being said in the meeting I was in. A storm had been predicted and we'd had some rain. It was one of those intermittent moments in the early dusk, when the storm clouds haven't completely dispersed yet; however they had done so enough to let some of the pale sunshine through, falling in long beams against the green of the hills. I gazed on in stunned amazement.

Wednesday, March 05, 2003

Just finished reading 'one day in the life of ivan denisovich'. Just one word comes to mind after reading it:


A humbling thought that even in the face of harsh prison life in Siberia, this poor carpenter strives to maintain his dignity and pride in his work above everything else. Despite having been imprisoned for something that (obviously) wasn't his fault, just like many others, there is no bitterness, no anger, just quiet acceptance, a desire to remain honest and fleeting thoughts of being let out..that he doesn't want to entertain.

The balance between acceptance and ambition is a fine one.

Monday, March 03, 2003

Eversince I read the book 'How to think like Leonardo da Vinci', I've been smitten by the Leonardo bug. Not ever in hopes of becoming a genius of his proportions, but simply from a wonderment for the genuine scientific curiosity the man harboured and the expression of it in his drawings, paintings and writings. I must confess that I am no scholar and I haven't read a single book about Leonardo from cover to cover. One of those I have read a few chapters of is 'Leonardo: Origins of a Genius', by David Alan Brown. An interesting book but I never got to complete it.
I must first glimpse of Leonardo's genius came from a visit to the National Gallery of Art in Washington D.C. A kind man working for the museum brought to our attention the fact that there was a Da Vinci painting on exhibit at the gallery.

The thing about paintings is that you really don't know what you're in for until you're standing in front of one. It can slap you in the face or just stare back at you with glazed eyes. The Ginevra de` Benci didn't do either of those to me, but the attention to detail, from the lifelike skin, to the application of fine individual streaks of paint to show the glint of sunlight off of her hair...well it was enough to arouse my curiosity to see more of his work.
I've seen his paintings in both the Louvre as well as the National Art Gallery in London and for those who wish to brave Europe's museums in search of inspiration from his paintings I'd recommend the Leonardo cartoon at the National Art Gallery. It is housed in a little dimly lit room right behind the wall where his 'Virgin of the Rocks' is placed. The paper is peeling and faded and much of the drawing is incomplete, yet there is something about Mary's eyes that will captivate and draw you to her gentleness.
The 'Virgin of the Rocks' is another magnificent piece, and here pay particular attention to the eyes of the angel beside the Christ child. Surely they must have learnt from Leonardo, what angels looked like.