i’m very happy to announce a part of my graduate project, (untitled) city was awarded a gold in editorial design at the crowbar awards last night! thanks ping for going up on stage to collect my prize and congrats to her (plus everyone else) too!!
hurray!
we’re having a picnic tomorrow to celebrate!
(hair from my head.)
hair is more complex than it looks, no?
it is in essence, a line – it has no discernible width. and lines are none existent in reality! a string, a rope, an ornament, a means of concealment, identification, camouflage, architecture, a simple-looking complex combination of genetic information. when it falls from a head it loses its meaning (hair is a secondary structure, unlike a dandelion’s parachutes, when detached from its source it becomes like all other unwanted strands of hair – caught hiding unawares in our half-eaten, always half-eaten food – useless and meaningless (really?)) so does this mean i lose a bit of myself and a bit of meaning every time i drop a strand of hair? then i guess there’s not much of me left!
(exclamation mark instead of period used to end the paragraph on a (seemingly) lighter note.)
“punctilious post. upright one decimal where I contest with it. I am emailing you in detail.”
while halfway through apollo 13 i suddenly noticed the space crew had a pretty cool way of holding their papers/manuals together. my favourite scene (before i got bored) was when everyone was doing calculations.
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