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Just recently, my brother designed a logo for a friend of ours who, along with a collective of her friends, became involved in the Singapore Indie Documentary Festival. Her team, underneatheradar, brought down a number of documentaries and shorts tackling poverty, politics, mass consumption, and social issues. I am deeply moved and take my hats off to them. Ah, this is superb.
I am very passionate about this line of work but unlike them, i failed to do much in the fight except whine about not having time, inspiration and resources. Just watching the success of this team blew me away. I salute.
Please support this, my dears!I reckon it's going to be inspirational and hopefully, life changing for us. See you there!
Visit underneatheradar.net and the official SIDF website.


(taken from here)If you'd like to see more pictures of the party, go give my photo-blog a visit.
Going to the beach to cycle and have a picnic. See you tomorrow, last day of the year.
My dears, i'm doing this flea on Sunday and i hope you'll come. We're putting out little treasures ranging from used books to tie & dye tshirts for sale. The gorgeous Mary, just as the explosion of colours on her tie & dye fabrics, is as creative as she is unique and will be there to take orders if you'd like a personalised tie & dye tee. More on that here.

Our little mocktail bar, bartender, birthday boy and friends.

A party is not a party if something dirty doesn't happen.
Saddam Hussein, 'Hitler', Bond and urm.. his girl?




See you on the morrow!
Just so you know, the 'horror movie marathon' I mentioned as a post-halloween celebration at my place was a big fat lie. Steadily, I was planning my brother's (here it comes, the mouthful) post-halloween birthday party, in secret. My not-so-little brother just turned 18 and I took it in my stride to throw him one of my budget friendly, DIY parties. I was so nasty to myself because I feel so unhealthily responsible for throwing what must be considered a superb one. My brother is my only sibling, you see. So I only have myself to blame if he's really spoilt. Oh wait, he already is. Guilty!
I'm ecstatic to share details of the party with you folks but i'm still absorbing the impact of my friend's death so i'm going to take a few days off by keeping my posts spotty as a form of respect. Which could also work as an excuse to take my time with the hundreds of photos I've collated of the party (this has been keeping me real busy). I also have a strange story to share from a few days ago, I'll be back to tell it to you.
Meanwhile, have a sweet Wednesday everyone.
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