Friday

why women here have to wear in black???


is this really GOD's rule??? they let the women go around in black and only show some skin on the eyes area while the men every weekend at Broadway Hotel, appears to be drunk and fucking other women's races. yeah wearing their custom attire.what a fair world they live in.

Monday

today might be mylast day...


mirror images...


kissing...


another master piece...catladder to heaven, the one and only~no other places


aqua life...




the master piece...robotic

from down below...

the platform below...

play with shadow casting...a new breed of architecture

from above...
the entrance y'all

with and without filter...from sec roof
jafza, dubai. Nov 23, 2009.

Sunday

"a bucket, walkathon, children and african beats..."

charity and having fun...
walking with a bucket over your head half kms of african kids have to walk every single day for a fresh water...
special treat, "a marching band from heaven"
buckets & african drums beats

cool...a group of mommies doing their "thang"
jumeira beach park, gate no. 6 dated Nov, 20, 2009


Thursday

"a poet who suffered greatly by love"



"it is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked" ~ Khalil Gibran

Wednesday

suicidal attempt ...


my attempt before parachute jump...view from above always the best...

Monday

missing myhome...


stairway to my room, love the natural lighting


my own painting to wall~when i was young, kiddy... mymom let me hv my own wall to express my creativity...


my so called "antiques collection" the sewing machine belong to my nana, the 1950's bowling and phone belong to my grand dad, the two frames of bali; topeng barong and uluwatu mountain~ got it from some "wayan" that ive visited his place and i ask him if i can have it.of course exchange with some token of appreciation;D



my room, my sanctuary...it's private and "NO ENTRY"


my tv chair...it is really ergonomics, awesome chair, love it

my dining, a custom made when i did interior for showroom, i got it for my own too;P
always love fern, those dry fern (inside the tempered glass) taken from my mom's

small dining to entertain my bff...we always chat and hv drinks here till wee hours...


view from top, my room...


the curtain was given by mom, most of my sculptures and displays got it from where else..."BALI"
how i wish i've home in bali, there'll be no walls to seperate us from beach and nature...and i love dry flowers, it's hard look yet elegant
and plus i dont use air cond at all and light that much, cos every corner all natural lightings and natural ventilations lots of big openings, how cool is that...

Sunday

miss my own bali pad back home...

really miss my home, will upload soon...

only me & sponge bob sharing the room...








it is rather small than the previous room i had, but it is enough for me & sponge bob. but HELL, it costs me more than am paying my house mortgage back home!!!this is what happens when you're crazy and love to stay out from your beloved homeland...suits me;D

Saturday

my new pad in deira...

at last...after few ups and downs for almost weeks, manage to settle down in my new pad.
love it very much with close to everything i like (cafes, restaurants & 24hrs grocery) and pretty much accessible from road, by sea, subway and even plane closeby...

but the first nite went to bed with tears, dont really know why...just felt good crying, alone, in the dark, listening to my fave selection of musics, with my aromatheraphy oil fill up the whole room...

seriously life is hard but it looks beautiful after overcome the first stage...being alone millions miles away from home.and of course in the dark room (hate sleeping in the dark~the monster (hopefully not green) might just climb up, from under the bed)

Thursday

full moon...almost


i love moon, by just looking at it...can dreaming all day long
"dreams are private, a dream is a story that no one else will get to hear or read~ Llyold Jones"

Wednesday

love hurts...


kite without its kite runner...lost

bye bro...