It is finished.
I posted my final poem for the month of April for Singapore Poetry Writing Month. It has been a crazy rollercoaster ride, and I’ve missed you all! I have been tempted to peek in every now and again but have tried very hard to stay focused on writing that one poem every day. My goal was to use a poetic form for every poem attempted; I am happy to report I managed to do just that. I wasn’t able to fulfil all 30 prompts, but on days I was too befuddled, I settled for a NoPrompt poem. 30 days 30 poems. Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: April 2019”
Aren’t these monkeys a scream? I caught sight of them hanging about: chilling, grooming each other, as I ran towards Bukit Timah Nature Reserve. I didn’t get much time to hang about this month, though unlike these cheeky critters. March was filled with Younger Daughter’s many birthday celebrations & lots of baking. Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: March 2019”
Are you prone to daydreaming? Apparently this is a strong indicator that you have an active and well-equipped brain! Well, if only my teachers had known this I would have been commended instead of chastised when my attention wandered.
Are you a daydreamer?
Continue reading “Musing & Marvelling in Pleasurable Reverie”
One of our favourite family outings is to dinner at Liang Court (usually to Saizeria) and then to the Bargain Alley of Kinokuniya. Sadly we received news that this branch of the store will be shutting its doors on 21 April 2019 after 36 years in operation.
Continue reading “All in a Row”
Feature Photo is entitled Control by Nakamura Ryuji. It is one of the works shown at the Takeo Paper Show: Subtle Delicate or Infinitesimal.
This past December while in London, I had the chance to visit this incredible exhibition at Japan House. All the exhibits rested on custom built tables which were masterpieces in themselves. The works were created by living artists, working in paper, across many disciplines: art, animation, architecture, fashion, graphic design and literature. Continue reading “Circles of Life”
As I ran along a darkish path, dawn just breaking, a glint of tentative sun caught my eye. I had to stop and marvel at this illusive critter and its creation. Try and try as I did, I could not get a good shot of him with my humble iPhone (not blaming, only explaining). But I did manage to capture some of the silvery threads which called to me in the first place. Continue reading “Up early on a Saturday morning”
It has been another one of those mind-stretching months, with a Poetry Workshop every Sunday afternoon, art exhibitions, and problem solving in the kitchen. Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: February 2019”
Stone, steel, silks, stains, syllables.
If asked, most of us would classify these are non-living. Yet, the artists in us are able to create movement, bring to life creations with these and other media. Continue reading “Moving Art”
There I am minding my footfall on the rocky slightly uneven trail when a unlikely flash of red stops me dead. On the usually quiet way from Dairy Farm Nature Park to Zhenghua Nature Park is a digger doing its work.
It occurs to me that the idea of refurbishing nature is quite funny, and not a little ironical. But I suppose with rain and erosion, it is necessary to keep our trails well-maintained for safety reasons. Still. It is just an interesting contrast in sight & thought.
This is my contribution to Debbie’s One-Word Sunday challenge: Contrast
What He Said
What could my mother be
to yours? What kin is my father
to yours anyway? And how
Did you and I meet ever?
But in love
our hearts have mingled
as red earth and pouring rain.
Continue reading “Red Earth”