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Change ‘ Rose Wong
~ accept it whether if it’s good or bad ~
graphite and acrylic on mylar
My pieces for the collaborative exhibition, ‘Just Add Water’
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The idea of truth in memoir is absurd. Memory is utterly mutable, changeable, and constantly in motion. You can’t fact-check memory.
Dani Shapiro, Why We Write About Ourselves (Plume, 2016)
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That’s why travel is so important, among other reasons: to get far enough away from our everyday lives to see those lives with new clarity. When you’re literally on the other side of the world, when you’re under the silent sea, watching a bright, silent world of fish and coral, when you’re staring up at a sky so bright and dense with stars it makes you gasp, it’s in those moments that you begin to see the fullness of your life, the possibility that still prevails, that always prevails.
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way (via quoted-books)
COCOON, Factory Fifteen
Located in London, Factory Fifteen is a film and animation studio led by directors Jonathan Gales, Paul Nicholls, and Kibwe Tavares. With varied backgrounds in architecture, 3-D visualization, engineering, animation, and photography, the trio puts a distinctive twist on filmmaking. Cocoon is a 360 degree by 220 degree immersive installation in which spectators watch as their surroundings shimmer, shift, and fall away before their eyes, giving way to entirely different surroundings.
Cocoon believes architecture is not static, it is transitory, evolving, animated. Our city is our cocoon.
Source: vimeo.com
Change, Abigail Goh En Qi
"Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future."
- John F. Kennedy
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— Oscar Wilde
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Bryce Courtenay, The Power of One
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Isn’t it funny, how from year to year you don’t see much of a change in yourself, physical or emotional, then suddenly you look back and you are a different person. It’s like watching the hour hand on a clock, you don’t really see it move, but it’s changing all the time.
(via oneforthememoirs)