Giorgio Morandi Revisit

Recently, I found that this blog got a lot of traffics coming from Google image search, and they all directed to my older post on Giorgio Morandi.
For some mysterious reasons, my own painting "unofficially" became a Morandi painting on the Google image search. (It's on the third page, not bad uh?)
It's quite gratifying.
Apparently, some people was looking for a Morandi painting and saw mine.
"Toilet rolls by Morandi?"
"That's unheard of."
Click.

About this WWW, I observed:
1. By just a fraction of uniqueness, image generates more clicks and traffics than word.
2. You don't need to find the audience, the audience will find you.
3. The rest is a mystery.

Rocky Took a Lover

He said 'I wanna shine in the eye of Orion
But I drove my soul through the Black Hole!'
She said 'What a wonderful way to wake me
You weren't so nice last night
You're such an asshole when you're drunk'
He said 'At least I'm OK in the mornings'

He said 'The three wise men came a long way
Following that pin hole in the sky
Yeah that one right there'
She said 'I don't believe in any old Jesus
If there was a God, then why is my arse
The perfect height of kicking?'

He said 'I'll shine for you, I'll burn for you
Yea I'll shine for you, that's what I'll do'

He said 'They're like headlights
In the rear view mirror
They're closer than they seem
And from this gutter we're still staring at the stars'
She said 'Would ya go away and shite
Last night all you did was curse those stars
You said they sang to you of hope'

He said 'The sun gives life, and it takes it away
But like all the greats, it'll burn out someday'
She said 'I don't mind, I don't want to get bored
I don't want to end up beached on this shore
I want to be that star'

And then I'll shine for you. Then I'll burn for you.
Then I can shine for you. That's what I'll do

My all time favourite song. Just never get tired of hearing it.

Ingeniously written, both musically, lyrically. Every line spills out wit and poetry.

Casual teasing between lovers reached up to heavens. The stars smile and were moved.

Check out this Irish band – Bell X1. Not a household name, formerly known as Juniper before the departure of lead singer Damien Rice, whom you may know better.

Yea, why my arse the perfect height of kicking? ...There must be a God.

Perfection. Perfection. Perfection.

Found at home this forsaken knitting manual. It's a very very old book, probably published in the '70s.

The cover picture made me stop and look. Besides its odd and funny styling, something was not quite right here. The guy on the left half-opening his eyes. The guy on the right looks bored by the photo shoot.

Happening today? Head transplant operation straight away, digitally.

An art director myself, I know nothing gets published until every detail was retouched to an immaculate state of perfection.

By the vehicles of the media, the most influential force on human's perception and psychology of beauty may well be... Photoshop.

This award-winning Dove TVC makes my point.



It's been 2 years old, you should have seen it. If not, share it with your girlfriend.

It might challenge her obsession on her own looks.

I suspect more likely, she'll ask you to start learning Photoshop.

Our Sixth Sense - Humor

It's a timely reminder in these few hectic weeks. Thank you, it's very comforting.

Sending e-card these days is like telling your buddies you're still a big fan of Backstreet Boys. Not a very cool thing to do. Yet I found this atypical e-card site – Someecard, which is worth our reconsideration. No cliché sentimentality, but healthy banters, plain sarcasm, and something slightly over the top to someone's taste.

Still not fancy sending? At least you can copy a few satirical remarks that might come in handy.

For example, "Congratulations on having just enough Facebook friends to appear popular, but not needy."

Mark Twain said, "Humor is mankind's greatest blessing."

For the sake of yourselves and all fellow human beings, acquire the skill.