现在读的一本书的第一句话， Renoir once observed that 'painting isn't just daydreaming, it is primarily a manual skill, and one has to be a good workman.' Too often it is forgotten that painting is a craft as well as an art - and a difficult craft to master, at that.
Gtalk chat history Me: and that taiwan seller i bought GG from is so errr....捆绑大师
J: what, the opposite?
Me: i wanted to tear open the paper cover u see
J: what did he tie with gg?? OH
Me: but decided not to be savage
J: how many layers of wraps then..
Me: 所以慢条斯理的扯胶带
J: TEN? haha and then..
Me: 那个胶带错综复杂 一层叠一层 扯了好久终于把外面那层撕掉了 发现里面还有一层 又是错综复杂的胶带 最后疯掉了 turned savage
J: hahahhahaha LMAO liao
Me: yea and i was supposed to give feedback after goodie received, so i wrote 'item arrived in perfect condition, very carefully wrapped', an understatement really
J: lol, you should put in some word to the seller...'you can perfectly tone down your wrapping next time...and be appreciated more!'
Me: it's not those standard bubble envelop. he obviously DIYed a super thick paper wrap using printing paper
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As requested，Live Love Psychedelico 6折1的设计，晒货啦！
买了一个放酒瓶的架子拿来充当CD架，我是不是也相当DIY呢？ （哦呸~）
在家具店看到一只可爱的黑猫
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Darren Hayes的这首How to build a time machine很好听啊，拿来宣传一下。只有片断还是fans用手机偷录的。
Lemme begin by saying I just came back from a breathtaking firework competition at the English Bay. It was an international competition held in Vancouver and tonight was Canada's show.
The official name was 'HSBC Celebration of Light'. The fireworks were fired from a cruiser at the centre of the bay and audience gather along the beech from one end to another. It was an extremely celebrated, awesome fest of joy and dazzling glamour.
I don't really like the name 'HSBC'. Sponsor's name kinda ruined the shows, always. When I stared up the sky, totally dazed by the burst of creation and light, Rufus' album title jumped into mind. Release the stars.
The schedule is as follows, July 25 (Wed) - Spain July 28 (Sat) - Canada Aug 1 (Wed) - China Aug 4 (Sat) - Finale Rain or Shine
Themes
As part of the privilege of the host, Canada arranged their own show on a nice weekend where workholics could drive all the way downtown to join the frenzy. We went there VERY early, 4pm to be exact when a megawatts sun hovered above our to-be-burnt skin and we could barely stretch our sandy legs on a stingy picnic spread. We played cards, dined, and chatted till 10pm when the stage was finally set against a perfectly darkened sky.
At the start people stood up to sing the national anthem. Huge crowds sang at individual pace and tune and it wasn't till chorus I could barely make something out. Two test shots into the sky sent everyone cheering and screaming and the radio station blasted 'Are you ready Canada for the HSBC Celebration of Light?' The show commenced promptly at 10pm.
Photo credit: Tony zhiwei
Then it was all like fairy tale magic. Colors and light dash, trail, burst, swirl, zoom, rain across the sky and upon us infinitesimal dots overcome by a tide of excitement and awe. There was a bit of drama for me. My eyes weren't adjusted to the extreme brightness and tears streamed down my face for the first couple of minutes. They came in volumes no matter how hard I tried to shadow my glass. I just let it run till they dried up at my chin which felt sticky afterwards.
I wish I knew all their names, the balls and the sparks. An intense comet speared high up and burst into a thousand pieces of stars which sprinkled and zoomed towards you. I had the hallucination I could catch it in my hand, its magnified presence ever so glorious. They faded away, leaving a teary trail and when the smoke gathered and loomed huge in the far distance, it was almost as if a gigantic ice sculpture rose from the sea. The shadows and undulations marked its complex depth and menacing architecture. It felt like a whole new world.
Why do they have so many colors? Please don't go into transition metals for art's sake xD
Since it's a COMPETITION, not random blasts, which means the show has to be creatively choreographed, Canada did a wonderful job matching up the tempo against jazz music. Frank Sinatra sound-alike, Correction, it was NAT KING COLE, shamey me :"( , sang a nasal 'unforgettable' in slow tempo and a fiery red heart-shaped hanabi bloomed in the dark. People whistled (some kissed). It was all very sweet and sentimental.
This Cat's on a Hot Tin Roof, Brian Setzer Orchestra
Hey, Pachuco! Royal Crown Revue
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So much for today. My jeans smelt of sand and sweat. My shoes were ruined. I was a deflated airbag and I wanted to sleep in the shower.
I opened my laptop which took a long time to start up (as usual), switched on TV while waiting and saw Jewel again on the same channel. But it was a different concert. She did an opera piece and also showed off her powerful yodel. She won my uttermost respect and wonder.
So I sat down and spent an hour replying emails, while my jeans were still soaked in detergent, waiting to be rinsed and dried.
And tomorrow is another day. Someone wrote that to me.
ps.Should I kill myself for NOT bringing a camera? But they also tell you, you can never enjoy the show while taking photos.
or link to hear an audio clip. 
