2.25.2011

If you haven't noticed...



(from http://www.deviantart.com/#/d3ac8vg)

This thing totally spoke my heart :')
I have an owl ring too... maybe I should do a photo like this of my own.

2.24.2011

Piggy :3


Found this cutie from http://www.deviantart.com/#/d3abc7b

Soooo cute! Tis a tea cup pig :) Didn't know there are small pigs too. I would love to have one of those precious little things ^^

2.02.2011

Give me my Chicken back! D:

So... err, Chinese New Year dinner. My dad kept on commenting in front of my relatives how fat I am and not to eat this or that. Dinner only started for a few minutes and he told me that from then on I can only pick food from that one bowl of vegetables and no more picking meat.

I only got like. Three pieces of chicken. Thanks a lot dad, it was some wholesome CNY dinner.

Just wanted to rant.

-Owl

1.30.2011

Snowball Birdies


Mom showed me in an email of 2010's top 10 animal pictures. This is one of them. I'm totally melted by this. They are so cute they look edible.

Where's the nice angel chorus? :O?

Being true to life

Today, I went to Mr. Castelaz, my art teacher's art show. I'm full regret that I didn't bring a camera to capture the moments.

It's titled "True to Life"

He had unique sculptures that were all created based on memories throughout his life.

I love how he incorporated bits of found items, like wood from the sea, some bead from a flea market at Rome, an old can from Japan, and even receipts he had collected over his 20 years at Taiwan...

For every piece he had a story to it. It was so moving. I like how he described his work.

I don't remember what was the exact words, but:

"The Jesus bust on top of my tv that always stared at me when I was a child... My grandma sitting on a chair... I sobbing behind the refrigerator for tripping my brother, who skinned his knee...

Those are small things... but we take pleasure in those memories because they are what is true to life."


:')

... After going to the art show, I walked home with mom. As we waited to cross the road, I talked to her about some of the random stuff that happens between my friends at school, and we did a silly laugh together.

I wonder, would that also be one of the small things I will smile at 50 years later?

Mr. Castelaz will be leaving my school next year. He's my first ever art teacher at this school.

I will really miss him.