Mata-Mata di Mana-Mana

You're in a crowd, minding your own business. It's the end of the month. It's pay day, and you're queuing up at the ATM, getting your weekend cash for some good ol' Friday-to-Sunday partying. But then all of a sudden you shiver - that odd, familiar feeling of being watched...

No need to worry! It's probably LG's latest marketing gimmick for its surveillance camera. I know this has no relations whatsoever with the movie business, but I thought it's a pretty damn cool ambient ad for Indonesia.

Since I started working in the creative department, I learned to keep a sharp eye (no pun intended) out for illustrations, ads, photography and eye-catching designs (this pun however, is very much intended). And I've noticed a trend in the advertising market lately - CCTV cameras. Coca Coladid it, catching happiness in action from around the world. Before that, it was the clever crook in the LG TV ad that went on a viral spin around the web. Both ads used the same surveillance cam method, and it worked well to portray realism.

Maybe, this could be even be a future trend for filmmaking, replacing the extremely overdone 'found footage' technique. That, my friend, is something I look forward to see.
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Flickerama

Hello! It's been a long time since I blogged about anything. Since I started working full time, I tend to rely more on Twitter to make my presence heard on the webosphere. And in my free time, I now tend to join forces with my mattress rather than my notebook. Sue me, I'm lazy. >.>

But never fear! A new blog is here. (Wait - what?)

Introducing: FLICKERAMA! A place for me to write about - what else? - flicks and films, spreading my geekiness to the nth degree.

Fear not, 'Lets Hope This One Lasts' will still truly last as my own personal writing space, but having an entirely different platform to write reviews (or stuff along the lines of that)... I dunno, I guess I hope it'll make me want to write more. I haven't been feeling as productive as I'd hoped to be this past year, so I'm thinking that I'm in desperate need for some sort of drive to push me. And since what I do best in my free time is watching movies and fawn/fangirl/criticize the hell out of it, why not?

Do check it out. Flickerama. Whooo!

http://flickerama.blogspot.com/

this is a very warm dream.

Today's one of those days, where I wish I lived in a world where no lines bind a nation, and this planet is one giant park where we could roll down the slopes of China and land in the banks of Cuba.

It's one of those days when you just want to stay at home and be out there at the same time, half in, half out. Like I'm sitting on the edge of my veranda, curled against the softest pillow and my nervous legs are stretched, long enough to soak up the rays of the unyielding sun.

I can taste the cooking from next door. It's the wind, bragging the scent of whatever's there on your table, Neighbour.

It's one of those days where you spill bits of ripped paper from atop an 11-storey building, and see how it dances its way towards the ground. In beautiful, arrested movement. I can't dance like that, not even half as graceful.

I can close my eyes and disappear under the warmth. I disappear, and then I'd fly across the sky as though I'm on rocket power, just as easy.

I'd land beside a grand piano, in the middle of that same giant park, playing endless tunes on an empty seat. What a momentum. This is Chopin, not Bach.

I look up before pulling up the blankets. I'm curling up underneath it, leaving all the brightness behind. This is a dream. This is a very warm dream.

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October '08
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after hours.

No, this isn't my original song. I still suck very much at making music, so for now I'm keeping a promise I made to Bestiepoop, who requested that I record myself doing a cover of Velvet Underground's "After Hours".

This is, actually, only the second song I've played on my guitar, so excuse my morbid amateurism.



Download link is here (Bestiepoop might want it, but if anyone else finds my voice bearable and would like to download it, you may click at your own risk. Consider this a warning. Although, it would indeed make me a very happy puppy, hee.)

My songwriting career, by the way, seems to have sunk before it even sailed. I still can't manage to create any sort of worthy music. Let's face it, yours truly is rather talentless in that department. Sigh. :(
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