6/30/2005-19/07/07

When i started this blog who knew that i would keep it up, i figured it would run for a couple of weeks at most and fade away like millions of others and yet 2yrs later its still here. Though fading away is always a possibility.

Two years, a flick of a switch and everything has changed life is as different as it is the same. Through this blog you my few loyal friends yes the 3 of you(who must really be bored by now) have seen, life and death, birds and bees, dogs and cats, family and friends and of course buildings buildings buildings. I have ranted on the death penalty and the press to architecture and my job. All of it has been as uniformed as possible but none of it has been a lie. At times i have used this blog in "silence" and just posted pictures of whatever i saw, a nice butterfly, pepper sleeping on my desk, Tloml at the beach, of Caitlin all over the place, of things both big and small like toy soldiers and coffee cups to elephants and great buildings.

I have enjoyed taking pictures and the people i have gone on my little local adventures with, my Doo & Moo, my Bil, my friends who follow me on my hair brain schemes to photograph yet another old and musty building. My wife who has to put up with me and my camera all the time. Sungei Buloh, Seletar, Dempsy road, Ubin, st johns, Lazarus, china town, little India, maxwell road, Arab street and of course my favorite the Zoo. These are a few of the places i have posted pictures from(not as exciting as Iraq or Spain but hey i am on a budget). This blog like my photography has been a therapeutic tool, its an easy outlet for expression, i recommend it highly and have done so since my first post.
I enjoy reading comments that people leave behind, albeit it is the same loyal people who do, people who take the time out to look at my blog and actually say something that means alot to me.
So for now lets see if we can go on another 2 years.

ten minutes

I have not been taken any pictures lately, aside for the Caitlin pics. I have been carrying my camera around but just could not bring myself to use it. Today while waiting for the bus i decided to take a few pictures. I call this series ten minutes, cause all the shots were taken within ten minutes. b(title of each picture is above it)

3 little ....

Tilted

Race to the finish

Ah Shane

I really like the picture at the end Ah Shane for some reason it strikes a chord at this point in time. I localized the title from the movie Shane.

Bil.

Reaching into his pocket to pay for dinner AGAIN

"Joy Cometh in the Morning" in these hard and difficult times its so hard to believe but believe we must, the sun will shine albeit a little dimmer and our laughter may have a little edge to it but Joy cometh in the morning thats all we have, hope the hope that everyday it gets a little bit easier but i know it wont. I know that the pain will not lessen as the years go by it will just be something we are accustomed to dealing with but that does not mean our lives will be spent in perpetual morning. We can choose to make a difference no matter how difficult it may be to live in the sun. So from today i will try my best to choose to think of my bil's life not his death, i will choose to think of him as i knew him and not the fact that he is not here. It will be hard and i will fall sometimes but those of us who knew and love him know that this is the only way forward.
I dont know if i am making any sense or just rambling but this is all i got.

Caitlin

A post.

Autumn in todays garden of eden.

Pause.

Forgive me for not posting. I have nothing to say. So instead i leave you with a paean from Farmer Hogget

If I Had Words

If I had words to make a day for you,
I'd sing a morning golden & true
I would make this day last for all time
then fill the night deep with moonshine
If I could make a day for you
I'd give you a morning golden & true
I would make this day last for all time..
then fill the night deep with moonshine

Ending

Ending.(j.tembling)
I tire. The darkening clouds weigh heavy on my soul.
I see less than i used to and have seen more then is fair....darkness envelopes me.
The time has come when time must end and my life feels all too brief.
I breathe. Air fills my lungs but i feel no relief.
I sense fear but fear does not hold me....a shadow falls in front of my eyes and i see
impending grief. The time has come when time must end and my life feels all too brief.
My days have been numbered and my journey is at an end, time has held no answers. Time is no friend. The time has come when time must end, do not my brother feel sadness for me for soon we will be together at journey's bitter end.

Hmm

"A friend will run into a burning building to save you while everyone else runs out." Unknown.

Ama Keng, Woodnuek, Lau Pa Sat, FMSR Trainyards

To say i had a busy couple of days would be an understatement. Got back home around 330am on Saturday morning up and out with the moo and doo at 730am, breakfast at Jalan Kayu then on to Sungei Buloh followed by Istana Woodnuek which was before we went to Dempsey road for lunch got dropped off by the doo at Raffles Place to meet the boys at Lau Pa Sat and from there a long walk in the blazing afternoon sun to the Malayan railway yards. Back home, showed changed and out again for dinner at the airport followed by the longest train ride ever to Clarke quay which involved me getting off at the wrong station. Twice.
And that was just Saturday. Right now i feel very much like the road kill the crow is feasting on.

Ama/h Keng

I love intricate metal lattice work and these are some good example of colonial metal work.

Buloh.

Ah for want of a macro lens. Couldn't decide which one i liked the best so i post all of them.

A Song.

You know they say that music is the background to our lives like the paint on walls ..in some way shape or form its always there. Music that makes us smile as we remember times gone by or even people that have passed. Music that moves us to tears or music that comforts us or music that keeps us sane. Today at this time, for now this is the song i hear in my head.

Angel Flying Too Close To The Ground
If you had not have fallen
Then I would not have found you
Angel flying too close to the ground
And I patched up your broken wing
And hung around a while
Tried to keep your spirits up
While you were feelin' down
I knew someday that you would fly away
For love's the greatest healer to be found
So leave me if you need to
I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground
Fly on, fly on past the speed of sound
I'd rather see you up
Than see you down
Leave me if you need to
I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground

deja vu.

Some really good people were down from perth this week and i popped down to Sacred Heart Church to meet up with them and as it turned out some old friends.

Above, a new friend..Josh Sebastian, the son of another old buddy and his great wife Andrew and Katrina...and Josh is also the grandson of Benny and Anna two of the nicest people you will ever meet! Looking at the picture below it could have been Trinity anytime from 1989 onwards.

The proud new Grandpa(on guitar) and our resident steel guitar man Fr.Paul Tay.

And here out of the blue. Caitlin.

Istana.

The Istana

Changing of the guard(below pic is edited)

I reckon this looks more like the esplanade then a durian does.

Mac Donald House.

Happy May Day, WORKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE!.
Went to the Istana this morning, can you imagine it was my first time. It was not what i expected but only because i had no expectations. It was tough taking photographs because of the crowds and i think i was off my game today as far as photography is concerned but anyway here is another Istana.