Saturday, April 30, 2005

wanderer

tormented.
the disfigured brain.
the capability that it once had.
shattered.
or hiding.

regret.
disbelief.
fighting for what i used to have.
now a negative space.
the perpetual echo.

this is what it has made me.
the brutality
the nonchalence.
respect- a forgotten word.
i've lost myself somewhere.

where is that person.
who used to be me.
what is this place?
is it what i see:
a cold and spattered world?

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

what is asian architecture?

What exactly have i learnt? A in depth knowledge of sit analysis? Relationship of buildings? it all seems very superficial.

It was an inspriring path. along the way u realise a lot of new things. infinite possibilities and amazing inspiration. but sadly ur too far down the line to adapt confidently. u wish u were brave... perhaps more focused. but u settle for something better than nothing.

this semester i got acquainted with the pitched roof. tedious to draw or make, but it posseses the amazing quality of being truly asian. it keeps off the rain, provides shade, and in short, is all that is needed to make a space comfortable! something i was begining to take for granted. as a child i thought amazing architecture was clean, sharp and clear. but i've realised that there is a depth in the earthiness of asian architecture. i dont blame my childhood, but the outlook that most of us had in those years were western. too western for the tropics. too unreal...

rustic and vernacular styles are what makes asia beautiful, sadly the craftsmanship and the knowledge is dying out. in singapore there are very few remnants of what used to be, and what in its true nature defines it. Atleast at home the situation is not that bad because they still exist. but there isn't enough emphasis on the important feautures of sri lankan architecture. little has been done to glorify it in the eyes of the people.

the idea of modernity in asian architecture. the materials, joints, connections, all add up to create an integral whole that cannot exist in parts. the roof being the defining factor. being asian does not mean that you recreate the old long house or the cadjan huts. it means that you learn from the mastery in those works and employ the lessons in what you eventually create. sound easy. but which elements are important? which elements are coherant and will work in todays life? we have survived so long without the template of traditional house layouts that if it were to be integrated in todays houses, it would feel alien.

yet the traditional wasnt perfect. it suited the people at the time it was used. adaptations obviously change the outlook of the users. old longhouses had no toilets.
something we cant live without today. colonialist rulers improved the sanitation condtitions of such places. colonialism is also an added heritage. be it good or bad, it is important to take lessons from their ideas of architecture. they were in fact the first to create the ideas of hybridisation of cultures.

essentially architecture grows with the community. it should be able to mature to suit the people that are going to use it. the culture, the habits and the lifestyle. like JW says, it is a case of adding layers upon an existing fabric. the transparency of these layers create a rich and dynamic enivronment, and creates a hybrid architecural style, and a hybrid culture. Thus the people and the environment are true to its heritage, without compromising the advantages of the modern globalised world.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Soliloquy

I'm falling over,
But you dont seem to care.
You sit.
You watch.
You stare.

My life is breaking,
My head's a spin.
You can just ignore.
Your brain gets nothing in.

I'd feel the pangs of hatred.
I'd feel the pangs of care.
For whichever it may be.
You just seem to stare.

I've lost the most i live for.
You don't seem to see.
What's in my mind.
Or what's inside of me.

Why can't you just open ur eyes.
And your mind.
See me,please.
Don't leave me behind.

When the world drowns me.
And i can't see myself.
You will paint my picture,
I'll need no one else.

Stop.
There's no use in dreaming.
Nothing will change.
I'll keep falling over.
You'll just sit
And you'll just stare.

She

Silently,
Awaiting the break of dawn.
Looking into the looking glass,
Staring at the sparkling stars,
She sees herself.
The stars in her eyes are fading.
She dissolves into another world,
A world of loneliness.
She knows, today is a new day,
Different.
She is scared,
Yet she's bold.
She's sad.
But she goes on.
As the stars give off their final flicker,
She wears her lovely smile,
And fades into the day.

Monday, April 04, 2005

today

whirlwind in my head.
crimson dreams
shimmer away.
lying asleep;
falling.

far away;
a place
i want to be.
a life
i want to live.

today i pray.
for strength
for courage
and hope.
till tomorrow comes.


"what you feel is what you are and what you are is beautiful" -Slide, Goo Goo Dolls

Friday, March 25, 2005

life

magenta skies
and gossamer wings.
transparency.
the unseen things.

troubled visage
and twisted brow.
metaphoric.
a mortal now.

broken soul
and futile dreams.
reality.
is what it seems.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

fatigue

the silent fear of failure
one does not want to hear
clouded out by the crafty mind
yet like a jabbing pain,
it is all clear.

reality is blatant.
pale existence.

beads of water.
on my cheeks.
a blessing,
a kiss from the sky.
salvation is near.

betrayal.
shattered hopes.
a broken spell,
reality surfaces.

the thread of hope is fear.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

stretched limits or some shit like that

Is there a limit? the boundaries of ur existence. capabilities. Is this what i want? is it something that i should look forward to?

time can only tell. the limits of my capabilities hopefully will get me thru. as long as i move forward, and survive ill be ok. i just need to believe that. whatever whoever may say.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005


The inspiration for the haiku. Changi Civil Service Club Posted by Hello

Grade 8 Trip to Bandarawela (98/99)  Posted by Hello

A Sunflower Birthday :) Posted by Hello

At the Banyan Tree, Bintan. 22/01/05 Posted by Hello

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Beach (a haiku)

Waves lapping on stone;
Leaves whisper to the wind.
Calm. Peace. Solitude.

Monday, November 08, 2004

science?

the less you know, the more you discover.
scientific thinking is a philosophy.
philosophy is a social science.
but, most of the scientific theories were put forward by philosophers. so where does the boundary lie? is it the ability to question whats there? or think think of alternative ways of wht it could be? or jus to sit and look more deeply into what you know? does this make science happen? there seems to be a paradox here, as einstein seems to have come up with his theory because he knew less or developed slowly.relativity is hard to grasp. it involves us to imagine scenes that are hypothetical and so tests the highest and most profound logic that we can execute. isnt philosophy logic? so has modern science finally evolved to the position where it began... in the philosophy of it? or was it always like this? i doubt not, why then would newton have absolute and definite values for time. perhaps all contempories possess thoughts such as mine, its jus that this process is repeated, but with the ever evolving society, its reception is different. perhaps thats why einstein was more popular than gallileo. science today is just meant to help us discover science tomorrow. what is accepted depends on the social implications. so science and philosophy are almost the same thing, and they are related in that one determines the fate of the other.

also, sociology in terms of the devlopment or liberation of the mind has made people more open to new ideas and theories thus resulting in the popularity of modern science as compared to the past where galilioes philosophy encouraged scientific thinkin in a generation where no one thought, but just accepted.

Sunday, November 07, 2004

H&D

well what do i have to say today?i was just reading erwins book. i realised that theres a lot said about architecture that we don't JUST see. It is the observation. the sensitivity. the whole emerging from the parts. the essential intergration of a structure.not the division. it seems to be a reversible process in terms of words, but like its mathematical parallel, integration isnt the same as division. Intergration starts from the basics of the building. To the detail of its use, and these details are used to create the whole. Thus making the building true to itself. Because it merely is what it is. But when dividing, the larger form is already created and we merely add the functions to this, and thus we create a fickle entity that is there merely because it has to be. in this sense, ur creating something that u envision, and not what is meant to be.
well it seems as tho im going on the tracks of kheng soon, but it came from my own understanding of herzog and de meuron. i guess it makes sense. but applying it at that level is the arduous task, and if im correct it will come gradually. our world is polluted and its difficult to get over the ornamented style that is all around us. functionality versus decoration. This doesnt even show half the picture. basically a building should jus grow out of its site, like the mountains, because it was meant to be there, and so it is.
i think my father would have made a better architect than ill ever be. He posseses the sensitivity to his environment and surroundings that make him observe things that most of us are blinded to. houses that dont have the post modern minimalistic style are not our type.. our type, those that are featured in architectural fashion magazines, would flip by his eyes. they arent him and so theyre not livable. his concept of a livable house makes him, unknowlingly, utter the essence of what a house should be. U mite think im just stating the obvious.. a house has to be livable rite? but in todays polluted architectural world, the real neccessities and beauties of architectural planning have been wiped out. houses arent designed for the people, but more for the architects or the fashion. The average person is not going to be able to relate to the modernities of life. It reflects in the types of houses they like. One might also think that this particular person is living in the past... but its possible that the past was capable of satisfying the livabilty coefficient (to make it sound cinfusin). At the superficial level, one appeals to first impressions. But at the natural level (how life works and reality) one appeals to ur biological, social, cultural self and its needs.
perhaps everyone is given this innate sense, maybe it has to be tapped to be developed, or perhaps you have to probe to find it... or its your experiences and age that moulds them in you... whatever it mite be, it is the key to making great buildings.buildings that satisfy the soul.

phew what a blog for today.. ill have to thank herzog and de meuron for the inspiration. :)

Ocean

an ocean
its connotation is typical
it symbolises distance.
Separation.
Fantasy.
Mystery.
But the sea?
What is it?
An ocean in a smaller scale?
More realistic...
Tangible?

Dreams are oceans.
Life; the sea.
We control none;
But we define the horizon...

Sunday, October 31, 2004

artistic?

i want to be artisitic... is it wrong to think this way? i mean how can anyone aspire to be artistic? isn't it something that comes naturally? isnt it inherent in the person?but then how do ppl suddenly evolve artistically? there must be a method of teaching it.. why else would they say that every child is an artist?
i thnk it depends how sensitive a person is. To his environment, to his mind... in general to things. Nope i havent created this major theory thats gonna tell you why and how ppl become sensitive, but i've felt the importance of it... thanx to Dr. Erwin Viray. After taking his course in Design and the environment i suddenly feel as though my senses have been awakened. its refreshing, and inspiring. Altho its difficult to absorb everything.. i doubt thats what hes addressing. i suppose its observing what interests you.. then u think about it and ask why.. and there u have an opinion... and the more u do this i think the more exposed u are and the more memories you have. and thus ur analysis will be richer... and so u have an artistic view point...
but i believe you should do something that u have a passion for. only then will u be fully absorbed by it.. and hence u would be able to give it your best :). and its always good to try something new... who knows u may realise u have an inherent skill :) in somethin u never thought u could do...

Insi's first blog

In studio. Contemplating on the larger things in life. Why's and why not's. I'm a dreamer by nature... i'm just trying to understand why i dream. Or rather justify it. So here's the blog.. the pure essential blog. straight from the mouth. Strings of words just poruing out of my mouth, fingers to be accurate... Well so much for good english..

whats all this shit abt?i mean is it my business that im part of a larger scandal? the larger scandal being life? a surrealistic view... sanguine. A life that involvesa greater charge. A past and present that intermingle in our head. not in the real world. So what does this all boil down too?Sarcastically it may seem to be a negative approach to dream. but these dreams of an idealised world keep me going. they give me an outlet of hope, of mystery that intrigues my soul and nourishes my imagination. maybe itll never materialise, maybe it would, but altogether, whatever may happen, itll be for the better. If it does happen, i mite live in my fairytale for the rest of my life, or if it doesnt, ill probably grow as a person,and see it as a folly. But, there is no harm dreaming, and no harm living in your dream world, if it works for u. I don't know what to expect in the future, and a lot of hthings turn out different. Yet, my dreams, present and past, gave me hope. And hope, gives you future. so u see, dreamers aren't the losers in life. They jus live in multiple dimensions. :)