“This place is filled with hipsters.” “All coffee places are for hipsters.” * * * * * * * * * * For the two months I was working wi...

* * * * * * * * * * Short post on the trip to Genting Highlands; here .

I’ve never been a fan of photowalk for a few reasons; I tried it once and I didn’t quite like the idea of walking on the streets to shoot an...

For January 2013 pictures (#1 to #4), click here . * * * * * * * * * * [#5] Red Filter. [#6] Smile [#7] Hurt [#7] Dream * * * * * * * ...

So, I am sitting down and I’m just thinking. Have you ever sat in front of the computer, so many thoughts running through your mind, so qui...

Before I know it, August flies by and September is here again. The last week of August have been pretty sucky for me; there are issues that ...

It has actually been a while since I last went to the park to shoot. I did try to shoot a few times, but I ended up with pictures that I fee...

| words unspoken | There are so many things I want to let you know, but I just can't bring myself to say it. If I do, things will nev...

| imperfect | “When you photograph people in colour, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you...

| embracing | Like how men will never understand women, I’ll never understand what love is. But then again, love is to be felt not unders...

| insecurities | You can’t love another completely without ever loving yourself first. You can’t feel happy together, if you’re unhappy be...

| your touch | I miss you so much, you have no idea. Well, that’s the problem; you don't know.

  Note: I am going through my preparation for my final two papers, hence I’ll be taking a short break from blogging! Will be back from Jun...

| move on, move along | I wish I could look at you one day and not feel the sadness of what we once were.

| the reality of things | There are lots of things that we don’t understand, no matter how many years we put on, no matter how much experie...

| everyday, i think of you | But you don’t know how much you mean to me. Maybe, you’ll never even know.

| Tonight; alone in the room. | In the dark, thinking that all those fairy tales are full of shit, one more f*cking love song, I’d be sic...

| why do we get hurt? | Because, we let people into our lives. We let them far too in, they know far too much. We trusted them, but in th...