So as the title says.
This morning after my addictive-grocery-shopping trip to the farmer's market, walked across the street and found this. The display in its window caught my attention and its name told me I must go in and have a look!
Welcome Home it is.
A lady greeted me from behind the counter and I told her I was to have a look around...and surprisingly she let me do just that--look around on my own, without constantly checking over my shoulders to see what would I possibly need (you know how irritating that is!). So I did. Walked around...and fell in love. In love with the various art pieces, in love with the vast genre of knick knacks, in love with the random scribbles and notes, in love with the freedom to appreciate effort. In love with art. For me, art can be anything and this place defines that. No particular theme, no rigid rules, no time border, no colour restriction, no medium limited. Nothing but a collection of personal jewels.
Went upstairs, there was an art exhibition. It was nothing close to what I imagined. Simple, open space with scrapbooks, papers, notes, sketches, photographs, drawings and letterings hanging from strings, taped on the walls, kept in the shelves and lying on the floor...Purely freedom. I was reminded of my own scribbles, my own 'poems', my own little notes...my own world of art.
Came home, read Wei's entry on 3191 miles apart and thought..."It's art...a record of life...". Next thing that happened was, to me, very much an omen...
I saw their new book '3191 A year of evenings' and thought how sentimental it is to have photos that remind you of every evening in a year...seconds before that thought fades away, guess what I stumble upon at Welcome Home online store?? This.
and of course, I bought it :)
Wei and I have never met each other, neither would I say we know each other well. But there's a mutual interest, an agreeable mind and thoughts that could travel miles. I trust in her pick of books, her views through the lense, her taste on food, her values of life. I feel I do know you, after all. One day, we shall meet and I shall share my 'evenings' with your 'mornings'?
Aint life just sweet?
This morning after my addictive-grocery-shopping trip to the farmer's market, walked across the street and found this. The display in its window caught my attention and its name told me I must go in and have a look!
Welcome Home it is.
A lady greeted me from behind the counter and I told her I was to have a look around...and surprisingly she let me do just that--look around on my own, without constantly checking over my shoulders to see what would I possibly need (you know how irritating that is!). So I did. Walked around...and fell in love. In love with the various art pieces, in love with the vast genre of knick knacks, in love with the random scribbles and notes, in love with the freedom to appreciate effort. In love with art. For me, art can be anything and this place defines that. No particular theme, no rigid rules, no time border, no colour restriction, no medium limited. Nothing but a collection of personal jewels.
Went upstairs, there was an art exhibition. It was nothing close to what I imagined. Simple, open space with scrapbooks, papers, notes, sketches, photographs, drawings and letterings hanging from strings, taped on the walls, kept in the shelves and lying on the floor...Purely freedom. I was reminded of my own scribbles, my own 'poems', my own little notes...my own world of art.
Came home, read Wei's entry on 3191 miles apart and thought..."It's art...a record of life...". Next thing that happened was, to me, very much an omen...
I saw their new book '3191 A year of evenings' and thought how sentimental it is to have photos that remind you of every evening in a year...seconds before that thought fades away, guess what I stumble upon at Welcome Home online store?? This.
and of course, I bought it :)
Wei and I have never met each other, neither would I say we know each other well. But there's a mutual interest, an agreeable mind and thoughts that could travel miles. I trust in her pick of books, her views through the lense, her taste on food, her values of life. I feel I do know you, after all. One day, we shall meet and I shall share my 'evenings' with your 'mornings'?
Aint life just sweet?
4 comments:
both of u come NB to visit me! then we can all hang out!
Sheena, that's very sweet
>.<
Kia Hooi, how I wish! We shall really plan for that!!!!
Yes we should!
I know somehow it'll happen..just not sure when and where...hehe
Wow, you two are so cute! haha!
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