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always the
tone of surprise

"Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75."

posted Apr.10.14 + 0 notes + reblog
nguanblr:

Paris, 2008

nguanblr:

Paris, 2008

plays

sansfairexpres:

Wes Anderson aime quand c’est bien au milieu.

nothing better than dancing to Le Temps de l’Amour
wedding song. for sure. 

nothing better than dancing to Le Temps de l’Amour

wedding song. for sure. 

preciousvagina:

Moonrise Kingdom (2012)

preciousvagina:

Moonrise Kingdom (2012)

posted Mar.29.14 + 6 notes + reblog
Artist: Francoise Hardy
Track Name: "Le Temps De L'amour"
Played: 1913 times
cosmosonic:

Francoise Hardy

cosmosonic:

Francoise Hardy

my wind-swept hair and your gentle eyes

my wind-swept hair and
your gentle eyes

posted Mar.23.14 + 0 notes + reblog
Artist: Jon Boden, Sam Sweeney And Ben Colemen
Track Name: "How Long Will I Love You"
Played: 2919 times
I remember how it feels like - those nights I stay awake and my sweaty body, uncomfortable, on my bed. 
Those nights, my mind wander. To the enticing alleys of Bangkok. To the wet, noisy Taipei streets. 
I speak perfectly enunciated Mandarin in a Taiwanese accent. And embarrassing broken Thai greetings.
I lose myself amongst these, my heart torn between coasts, and seas, and lands.
Drifting. 

I remember how it feels like - those nights I stay awake and my sweaty body, uncomfortable, on my bed. 

Those nights, my mind wander. To the enticing alleys of Bangkok. To the wet, noisy Taipei streets. 

I speak perfectly enunciated Mandarin in a Taiwanese accent. And embarrassing broken Thai greetings.

I lose myself amongst these, my heart torn between coasts, and seas, and lands.

Drifting. 

posted Mar.19.14 + 0 notes + reblog

寂。

some days call for chinese indie music 

PS. recent obsession with faye wong

posted Feb.12.14 + 0 notes + reblog

Blk 603

When I got my photography assignment, I intended to take some cool street shots at Duxton Hill.

It didn’t happen. (CNY got a little out of hand, and I got a little lazy.)

Monday morning I borrowed Aloy’s camera and went around the neighbourhood to take some pictures by the road - a desperate attempt to finish up an assignment. The pictures weren’t fantastic, but it was enough. 

The sun shines through the window twice a day at my place - early mornings, and late afternoons. It was precisely at 3.52pm Aloy told me the afternoon sun is out, forming lovely shadows (I like them, they are pretty) so I climbed a few storeys and took a few pictures feeling like a paparazzi. 

I’ve always liked light, and shadows. 

But perhaps my efforts are ‘wasted’, as I discover my favourite pictures are those taken at home before I left, or after I returned from location scouting. (I have to admit some are actually test shots, oops.) 

And they are images I see everyday - my dad standing at the kitchen window musing, Aloy’s kitchen view, a shot of my neighbour’s colourful laundry … 

These moments are truly magical and I love it.

posted Feb.04.14 + 4 notes + reblog

twitturds:

walk into the club like wait nevermind can we go home

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