.i'm here.

Yes yes. I hear you.

Have been away much since i left the hamster wheel. Life as a street rat has been good. Going around to places after being desk-bounded for some time. So much fun that i've even gotten lazy to rave about it. Not even a single facebook album just yet. Not like I don't enjoy flaunting like everyone else does, and I should still enjoy sharing any experience i stumble upon, and be eager to shout to the world that i've conquered something and pretend that anyone or someone would care. Things like i've tasted a mutated siamese tomato and that i managed to hiked to up the tiniest hill in Jeju islands (korea) where i can bust the myth of my granny knock knees.

Iceland, Sweden, Denmark, London, Thailand, Korea. Where i've put my feet on past 3 months since the day i threw my letter. It's kinda liberating. And still not getting enough out of this resting phase yet. I don't know. My mind wanders in proliferation that i myself find it hard but perhaps should anchor it down for a bit.

As much as so many things keeping me happy, wanting more of it means i'm less happy the time before each time. And each new experience has safely bewildered me while it washes down the past experience somewhat. Like i am forever seeking something bigger, better, and more magnificent the next. And if it doesn't, i get frustrated or disappointed, if not worse, numbed to feel the gratification of owning that moment, while others would trade for the place i'm in. Whatever happens to contentment? Am i losing sight, control and grip of it? Oh well, that's just the safety-mechanism of my conscious talking. Screw that. I want more.

I wonder - The more connected i feel with the world, the more disconnected i feel at the same time. Like, i feel less. Just nothing but a small piece of lego in the work of a whatever built and stacked robot, house, or warship. I just move around as the plans come along. As I always say : Attach, detach, never belong.

Meanwhile -

Here's a trailer of queer-master Spike Jonze's new half hour short film. I'm here.

A collaboration with Absolute Vodka to explore humanity with a robot (yea i know. But let's give Jonze the allowance to surprise). I'm waiting for the release to see how much i can relate to it. Hah.

Btw, nicely tucked website they have. Do take a a minute for that.

.Synthesia.

Your head might cock to the left, then right again trying to grasp the meaning to this short film by Terri Timely. A duo partnered by Ian Kibbey and Corey Creasey.

As it's titled, "Synthesia", “is a neurologically based phenomenon in which stimulation of one sensory or cognitive pathway leads to automatic, involuntary experiences in a second sensory or cognitive pathway.” Basically, it just means that your senses are all screwed up. As in the video, the boy listening to his vegetables, mum chopping up words and her other son smelling colors from his music. Perception flexed to your own interpretation.

It is a little complex for those who just don't see any purpose to it, but if you dive in deeper, it is actually a good mind-gyming to your straight, lazy mind.

.In a corner of the world - there is day of light.

"In Managua, Nicaragua, 1500 people live their lives inside a huge landfill called “La Chureca” (The Scavenging Place). Adults and children sift through piles of flaming trash looking for anything they can eat, fix, or recycle.

In “Dia De Luz” (Day Of Light), director Matt Katsolis and musician Braddigan, working with non-profit anti-poverty group Love, Light, & Melody, chronicle one full day in La Chureca and show us how hope can grow in the darkest of places.

This film is important for two big reasons: we need to acknowledge that places like this exist so we can hopefully work to stop it, and we need to absorb that if these people, in a place so devoid, can celebrate and find joy in their lives then the rest of us have no reason to not do the same."

Courtesy of: Jeremy Elder

"Hope grows in the darkest of places".

Day of Light from Love Light & Melody on Vimeo.

.color robots.

In a gloomy day or two, don't you wish there are some cheer-me-up agents that come in miniature size chromatic robots to help paint your life?

Directed by graduate students Quentin Carnicelli, Charles Kilpfel, and Jean-François Jégo from Université Paris VIII.

Reulf from Charlesque on Vimeo.

.New York New York.

Just when I'm toying with the idea of a summer course at the big Apple. 

Listen to The Lost Tribes of New York City. A short animated film from Andy and Carolyn London. 

The Lost Tribes of New York City from Carolyn London on Vimeo.

.please say something.

He triggers all kinds of senses, with this little animation. Using compression artefacts or "datamoshing" - a term he so despises. 

David O'Reilly.

Please Say Something - Full Length from David OReilly on Vimeo.