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watching the world go by…in silence

July 9, 2010

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when i was little, my elder brother used to shoot home video clips of us.  he also loved to write and direct short films.   his little sisters and brother were all casted as his actors. :D  after he was done editing, we would host “movie premiere nights”…cutting out scrap papers to make our own movie tickets, and his room would become our make believe movie theater.  it was so much fun! :)))  somehow my brother stopped  taking photos and shooting films altogether after high school.  :(

last year, i got a flip video camera and have been enjoying shooting random amateur video clips of “nothingness”…  i enjoy filming random people/cars passing by while in a cafe, or whenever…and while on the road (don’t worry, i only shoot when i’m not in the driver’s seat ^^)  most clips were actually shot with my iphone  though (since this little trusty fruit gadget conveniently follows me wherever i go. :p)  every time i play back a clip, there’s always something new in the clip that i hadn’t see before… and i find myself doing mental editing, adding songs and sound effects. :p  hope someday, i’ll be able to shoot and edit something abit  more presentable. :)

for now, here’s a little  amateur “silent movie” style short clip to share with you.  hope you’ll enjoy and have a great weekend! xoxo ^-^/

(if you’re having trouble viewing the video clip below, check it out directly on my youtube channel here.  thanks.)

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world aids day + franco moschino

December 1, 2009

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today is world AIDS day.  please take a moment to remember those who were/are affected by this terrible disease.  this year, a distant cousin, whom i’ve never met, passed away from aids.  he was my cousin’s cousin from her dad side of the family.  though i’ve never even talked to (or heard about) him before, it still saddened me upon learning about his passing.  by the time my cousin and the family heard of his condition, he was in his final month…  i’ve never known anyone (or anyone who knew someone) who has/had aids.  i remember the first time i was aware about this disease was when the franco moschino foundation was established, after the late franco moschino passed away, to help children who’s battling HIV and AIDS.  he was one of the few fashion designers who inspired me when i was a kid.  growing up, there were always tons of fashion magazines and fashion house catalogues lying around the house.  while my mom and sisters were enjoying being informed of the latest fashion trend season after season, i was more intrigued by the creations, the details, the colors, the constructions, and the designers behind the master pieces.  silly it may sound, but when i was in elementary up til high school, i was able to identify the fashion house that created/designed the garment without peeping at the labels (which would come in handy being in the fashion industry.)  franco moschino caught my attention because of his whimsical style of adding humor to fashion in a decoratively clever way, like adding bright red ‘lips’ and hearts onto a classic chanel jacket and chained bags, like stitching “pasta” in resemblance of “prada” onto the totes, etc., etc.  of course not everyone was amused and he had received his fair share of ‘courtesy letters’ from fashion houses whom his collections were inspired by (or ‘made fun’ of :p)  stepping into a moschino boutique is always a fun experience.  it just makes you smile.  it seems like when i hear of AIDS day or any aids awareness events,  i would remember this brilliant designer and walk down my own memory lane.  til this day, moschino remains to be one of my favorite fashion house.  franco really opened my eyes at that tender age with a new perspective…, that rules are sometimes meant to be broken, that we should not be afraid to be different, that we’re encouraged to think outside the box, and how important it is to have humor in our life.  no matter where you are in your creative journey, i wish you all the best and that you can always find inspirations in everything or stories around you.  always keep your heart and eyes open, and you’ll start seeing magic. :)

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and in honor of world AIDS day and of everyone affected by cancer (be it as a cancer patient, survivor, or families and friends), here is a really inspiring and uplifting pink glove dance youtube clip i would like to share with you.  as you know october is national breast cancer awareness month, but of course any cancer awareness is a daily effort.  this video has been a work of love…heartwarmingly and brilliantly put together by the amazing people at the providence st. vincent hospital in portland, oregon.  the video makes me smile, cry, and is simply an inspiration.  enjoy and don’t forget to give your loved ones a big hug. xoxo

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give yourself a little time to rest

November 25, 2009

"sleep...don't weep"

ever felt like you never gotten enough sleep or rest day after day, week after week and eventually feeling mentally drained?  that is when your mind and body is crying for help and asking you to take a break for yourself.  you have to.  but i didn’t.  i started feeling extremely tired about two months ago, at times even feeling almost feverish, but i was not sick, …yet.  not until i woke up one day about a month ago, with a fever, feeling dizzy, having a massive headache, muscle ache, nauseated, a sore throat (i wasn’t even coughing yet the day before), cold sweats, chills, short of breath, and barely any voice at all.  it was so sudden, and with all the H1N1 swine flu going around, i was really concerned.  i forced myself out of the bed and tried to make a doctor’s appointment.  the earliest available was the next day, so i just drank lotsa water, took tynenol, and just curled up under my duvet and slept.

the next day when i was at the doctor’s office, as usual the nurse brought my medical chart, checked my blood pressure, weight, temperature, etc.  i couldn’t even talk, so i handed to her a list of the conditions i was having/feeling on a piece of paper i had handwritten it that morning (i remember i was so dizzy and just grabbed a printed notice our association left at the door, and i wrote on the other side of the paper :p)  the nurse read it carefully, clipped it to my chart and handed to the doctor.  she was really nice and attentive, bringing me water when i was coughing a storm.  the first thing my doctor said to me after walking into the room was, “how are you today?”  i looked up and greeted him with barely audible voice, and he said, “oh, feeling miserable huh?”  after examining me and referencing upon my notes, he was concerned and asked if i was around anyone who had H1N1 or in crowded places recently.  yes, i had been…always…at the theater,  shows/exhibitions, events, concerts, conventions, conferences, seminars, etc… he wanted to get me tested for H1N1 immediately.  the nurse came in with a cotton swap to take sample of my mucus through my nostrils and told me we would know the result in ten minutes.  those 600 seconds they left me coughing alone behind closed-door felt like 600 minutes at that moment.  :p  finally the door opened…it was definitely a huge relief when my doctor delivered to me the result that was negative.  i was so thankful for the great news.  he wrote me a prescription for a course of antibiotics, an extra strength cough suppressant, and i should continue with tynenol for my fever and muscle ache.  i was ordered to stay home and not be around crowd until i’m fully recovered.  it was such a bummer to be this sick at the wrong time, as i was really looking forward to go to amy sol‘s opening at copra gallery (formerly known as copra nason gallery), and to drop by the 5th anniversary opening at gallery nucleus that saturday evening.  but i must admit, it gave me an excuse to let myself rest and able to sleep and sleep and sleep.  i was literally home for the first two weeks, only to get out of the house to walk my dog, and i was/am so grateful and appreciative that my friend took the time to bring me food over the weekends that could last me throughout the week.  my appetite was pretty unstable during this time.  apart from the illness, i was also experiencing the full side effects of my medications…they made me extremely dizzy and nauseous.  there were food i’ve always liked that suddenly made me feel even more nauseated just by looking/smelling them.  other food that i don’t usually crave for, i was gastronomically tempted to devour in.  it was a weird experience, and my mom teased that it was like being pregnant. :p  when all my medicines were finished, i was still coughing a storm all day and especially during the night.  i started taking some over the counter cough suppressant for another week and patiently waiting for the side effects to go away.  so, after about a month now, i’m so happy and grateful to start feeling ‘almost healthy’ again this week.  during this time, resting (mostly sleeping a.l.o.t.), it gave me some quiet time to think…about all sort of things.  having lived away from home so many years, i’ve always been pretty independent, but somehow i started physically missing home (which is rare for me…to feel homesick).  i was missing all the home cooked meals and being pampered and taken care of.  anyway, so much to catch up on now that i’ve just prioritized my endless to-do list to get re-organized.  i also just realized it’s thanksgiving week when someone at the grocery store said to me “have a nice holiday” couple days ago!  see how much i was out of touch with time and missing out a whole month of events and information. :p  with this coughing, i should still avoid being around crowds, so i’m sad that i can’t volunteer at the “thanksgiving dinner in the park” this year.  it’s gonna be a quiet little thanksgiving for me.  hm, i wonder if we’re gonna skip the turkey altogether tomorrow. :p

have a wonderful thanksgiving, everyone!  please remember to give thanks, and pray for those less fortunate than we are.  i’ve said it so many times, but i do strongly believe that life is about loving and giving.  and with all the seasonal flu and the H1N1 going around, please pay extra attention to your own body, listen to what it has to say to you, watch out for signs, take good care of yourself and always make time to give yourself a mental and physical break whenever you can.  life is short, live well, stay happy and healthy.  xoxo :)

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13 inches of “locks of love”

October 10, 2009

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trips to the hair salon used to be  considered as an important routine in our household ever since i was a little kid.  i remember playing with my fabric dolls, or doodling on my little sketch/coloring books while waiting for my mom to get her hair done at the salon.  growing up, my sisters and i used to have our hair appointments with the hair stylists once every 4-5weeks (max), excluding days of any big events/parties.  all changed since i moved to LA… i could never find a hair stylist who could handle my hair the same way, except laurent at jose eber (but they became abit too costly for me right now:p)  6 years ago, after my dad lost his battle from cancer, i came across an article on “locks of love” (a non profit organization that collects donated hair to make wigs for terminally ill kids to wear during/after their chemotherapy) and decided i should donate my hair to them for a good cause.  i started growing it longer than usual and it turned out it would take me almost two years to grow it long enough such that when the hairdresser chopped 13 inches off, it would still leave me at least a shoulder length hair to ‘frame my cheeky face’ :p

so, yesterday it happened again… i was planning to get an 11inch off this time, but ended getting chopped another 13inches off. :p  though this wasn’t my first time anymore, but each time, i still find myself getting abit emotional when the scissors started making their way across my three ponytailed locks.  somehow the hairdresser always ended up saying nice comforting words to me, but the fact is, i wasn’t feeling sad at all parting with my long hair (which had always been a ‘signature’ of mine…) it was actually more of thinking about my dad, and all those people i knew affected by cancer.  this year is especially hard, as alot of people i know are going through cancers… :(  once the donated ponytail ‘cutting ceremony’ was over (there were literally at least three people surrounded me to ‘watch’ when the scissors were out!  it was kinda embarrassing :p), and when the hairdresser started ‘shaping’ my hair, endless thoughts would be running through my head while i sat quietly like a little girl waiting in the doctor’s office.  but who/whatever those thoughts and feelings were, at the end of the day, i’m happy and very comforted knowing that my hair is going to make someone feel a little better during a difficult time in his/her life.  i’m also very happy that yesterday at the salon, i had convinced a lady (who was thinking of getting a really short hair cut) to grow her hair a little longer and donate to locks of love when she’s ready for that new hairstyle.  :)  so, if you’ve had long hair and wouldn’t mind a shorter hairstyle, please consider growing it long enough (the minimum length requires for donation is at least 10inches long) to donate it to locks of love (or similar organizations) ^^  thank you!  xoxo!

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my little space around the corner…

June 21, 2009

"dance like there's nobody watching"

a quick hello and welcome to my new blog space! ^-^/  i was/am never really into blogging, but am gonna give it a try here, and hopefully this one will be here to stay for a long long time. :)  today is father’s day, and what a perfect day to move into this new space. :)  updates/entries will be kinda slow for awhile as my schedule is rather tight at the moment.  will try to drop by once in awhile, but come say hi to me or drop by my flickr for some “woolloo-silliness” while i’m away. ;)  take good care, and keep smiling! xoxo ^^

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