My favorite clothing line SOPHOMORE released their new look book. Above, Aurel Schmidt and Rita Ackerman pose in the most amazing-fitting and comfortable Sophomore duds. I'm so excited for the "skater skirt" and "pieced dress" and happy to see their continued shout outs to awesome movies (Hello, Heathers.)
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Monday, August 31, 2009
SOPHOMORE FALL/WINTER 09
My favorite clothing line SOPHOMORE released their new look book. Above, Aurel Schmidt and Rita Ackerman pose in the most amazing-fitting and comfortable Sophomore duds. I'm so excited for the "skater skirt" and "pieced dress" and happy to see their continued shout outs to awesome movies (Hello, Heathers.)
Three decades later
“I can’t believe it’s been 30 years.”
That was the line everyone kept saying. I graduated from high school in a class of about 500 so I didn’t recognize everyone at the reunion, but almost everyone at least looked familiar. Some of us who stayed in town have sent kids through the same high school, and how strange it is that we have kids who are older than we used to be.
The most surprising thing was that people hadn’t changed all that much. The upbeat, enthusiastic boy? He is now an upbeat, enthusiastic man. “I’ve been a firefighter for 20 years now, and I love it.” The nice girl who sat behind me on the bus who was friendly to everyone? She was hugging former classmates and saying, “Let me see photos of your family.” The kid who thought obnoxious jokes were funny? Yep, he still does.
For the most part, I thought the class of ’79 looked better than they did in high school. A big part of it, I suppose, it that they were no longer wearing platform shoes and tight disco shirts. And of course, we’re about 48 years old now – with aging eyes. That kind of fuzzy vision is flattering to all of us. Mostly, though, it was cool to see how self-assured and self-confident everyone was – not afraid to be themselves. That’s something that comes from age and experience
Architect Friend and I walked around the crowd, peering at nametags and comparing notes. “Have you seen Lacrosse Player Kid? Did Woman Who Moved to DC come back for this?”
I was disappointed that Kid With Great Sense of Humor hadn’t made it to the reunion. “I thought he’d be here,” I said to Architect Friend. “He was our class president.”
“I didn’t know that position was for life.”
That’s the funny thing about class reunions: you can’t escape the roles you played back then. Kid With Great Sense of Humor will always be the class president to me.
Friends kept introducing me to their spouses in exactly the way they had for four years of high school. “Here’s jo(e). She’s our valedictorian.” They started saying that when I was only in ninth grade, and all through high school, that label made me cringe. It was the 70s, and being smart carried a negative stigma, especially for a girl in a conservative community. It wasn’t until college that I felt okay about being academically gifted.
But at 48, it’s a different story. I just laughed every time someone said, “This is jo(e), the smartest girl in our class.” I love that after 30 years, they fully expected me to fulfill that role. There’s something sweet about being part of a community who still think of me as a teenager, who half-expected me to walk in wearing bell bottoms and a red velour shirt.
That was the line everyone kept saying. I graduated from high school in a class of about 500 so I didn’t recognize everyone at the reunion, but almost everyone at least looked familiar. Some of us who stayed in town have sent kids through the same high school, and how strange it is that we have kids who are older than we used to be.
The most surprising thing was that people hadn’t changed all that much. The upbeat, enthusiastic boy? He is now an upbeat, enthusiastic man. “I’ve been a firefighter for 20 years now, and I love it.” The nice girl who sat behind me on the bus who was friendly to everyone? She was hugging former classmates and saying, “Let me see photos of your family.” The kid who thought obnoxious jokes were funny? Yep, he still does.
For the most part, I thought the class of ’79 looked better than they did in high school. A big part of it, I suppose, it that they were no longer wearing platform shoes and tight disco shirts. And of course, we’re about 48 years old now – with aging eyes. That kind of fuzzy vision is flattering to all of us. Mostly, though, it was cool to see how self-assured and self-confident everyone was – not afraid to be themselves. That’s something that comes from age and experience
Architect Friend and I walked around the crowd, peering at nametags and comparing notes. “Have you seen Lacrosse Player Kid? Did Woman Who Moved to DC come back for this?”
I was disappointed that Kid With Great Sense of Humor hadn’t made it to the reunion. “I thought he’d be here,” I said to Architect Friend. “He was our class president.”
“I didn’t know that position was for life.”
That’s the funny thing about class reunions: you can’t escape the roles you played back then. Kid With Great Sense of Humor will always be the class president to me.
Friends kept introducing me to their spouses in exactly the way they had for four years of high school. “Here’s jo(e). She’s our valedictorian.” They started saying that when I was only in ninth grade, and all through high school, that label made me cringe. It was the 70s, and being smart carried a negative stigma, especially for a girl in a conservative community. It wasn’t until college that I felt okay about being academically gifted.
But at 48, it’s a different story. I just laughed every time someone said, “This is jo(e), the smartest girl in our class.” I love that after 30 years, they fully expected me to fulfill that role. There’s something sweet about being part of a community who still think of me as a teenager, who half-expected me to walk in wearing bell bottoms and a red velour shirt.
Twelve years of vet nursing education in Christchurch, New Zealand
When I lived in the far north of New Zealand, Whangarei, I had a dream that I would get a job teaching vet nurses. Our practice often had students who were doing their training by correspondence and I loved helping them. Also, in those days, many of our vet nurses were employed and we then trained them on the job. What was most distressing to me was the appalling way they were often treated - and as the only female vet in the practices I worked at, I often landed up as the go between when they had been treated unfairly. The injustice always concerned me as these wonderful people were a vital part of the practice, supporting the clients and the vets, as well as nursing the animals and the other 1001 tasks they are expected to do. They do not deserve to be yelled at, diminished and left crying in a cage room! I wanted to improve their employment conditions and make them valued members of the practice!
After investigating the possibility of living back in Auckland, where I knew there was a chance of getting work training vet nurses at what is now Unitec, we soon realised there were too many issues about living back there and relocated to the South Island, spending three wonderful years in Queenstown before arriving in Christchurch in July 1997. As soon as I had the children settled into schools, I went looking for some locum work, and was stunned to discover the local polytech was looking for someone to run the new National Qualification in Vet Nursing! Wow.. my reaction was - you mean they do it south of Auckland!!!!
Twelve years ago this week, they flew me down to Dunedin (felt so strange to be that close to Queenstown again within a month of moving north!) to learn from my mentor and good friend, Terry Marler, who was the first in New Zealand to run the new vet nursing course at Otago Polytechnic. The date is indelibly etched in my mind because it was the week that Princess Diana died and I spent it learning everything I could by day, and watching CNN news all night in the hotel...hardly sleeping because of the time difference.
I returned to what was probably the strangest few months of my life. I was employed half time as a vet, and the rest planning what was needed for the new programme, all with four children aged between 6 and 14. I attended a workplace assessment training course, and I remember the same feeling of a light going on that I got when I first decided to be a vet. It was exhilarating to be back with people, learning. The bubble burst for a while when the staff were so negative... scathing that a vet had been employed to run the programme with no teaching background... I spent some time at my desk getting my head around all the new jargon and requirements, occasionally crying in frustration and exhaustion! Gradually I figured out what was needed and started the programme with 20 real students and two fantastic part time vets to help. I ate and slept that course every spare moment, writing every assessment, upgrading handouts and teaching. All in 20 hours a week - yeah right!!!!
It was a sweet moment four months into the course when we had a visit from the National Accreditors. My bosses put on suits. Everyone, staff, students, clinics were interviewed. All the written material was scrutinised. We passed... they cracked champagne and toasted me!! I realised they were surprised. That there had in fact been some expectation I might fail. Not only did we pass, but there was nothing I had to do better! Highly unusual apparently. The only thing expected was the polytech was advised it was unrealistic for expecting me to do it all in 20 hrs a week, and that I was to be given more hours, more pay, and more assistants!!! The staff who had belittled me apologised. Hey - that champagne started to taste better and better. With that wonderful gift of hindsight, I do realise what a gamble they took; that those staff were right to be concerned about my lack of teaching knowledge and skill, and that the pressure on me was probably unfair. It does not happen today - stringent interviews and requirements are now in place. I still get to work with both of the wonderful vets, Cath and Francesca, who helped me through that first year, both still working for our wonderful clinic , that teaches the students.
Francesca also still teaches with me today and is running her own website - The Pet Hub..
Since then, as part of our philosophy of life long learning, I have completed my adult teaching certificate, and am now working on my diploma and post grad online education papers.
To the first class of 20, some of them pictured above, we have added new programmes; this year we have had 130 students training with us, and in a couple of years, we will be offering the diploma in vet nursing... steady expansion.
It has also been a pleasure to be involved with the New Zealand Veterinary Association, to oversee the training of para veterinary staff in New Zealand on a national level, working closely with the NZ Veterinary Nursing Association, many animal industries, other vets and training providers all over the country.
We work with the Agriculture Industry Training Organisation to write the National Qualifications in Animal Care and Handling. As providers, we get together evey year and share goals and ideas.
See Terry Marler - front row :) 2004
and 2006
This year it was in Rotorua.
I have made so many friends and enjoyed some fantastic times with them all. It has been a privilege to be involved, to feel part of such an exciting industry, and to have made a contribution, as I always wanted to all those years ago.
Have I made a difference? Truly improving their employment conditions will take many years yet, but I hope I have been part of the process that is making it happen :)
After investigating the possibility of living back in Auckland, where I knew there was a chance of getting work training vet nurses at what is now Unitec, we soon realised there were too many issues about living back there and relocated to the South Island, spending three wonderful years in Queenstown before arriving in Christchurch in July 1997. As soon as I had the children settled into schools, I went looking for some locum work, and was stunned to discover the local polytech was looking for someone to run the new National Qualification in Vet Nursing! Wow.. my reaction was - you mean they do it south of Auckland!!!!
Twelve years ago this week, they flew me down to Dunedin (felt so strange to be that close to Queenstown again within a month of moving north!) to learn from my mentor and good friend, Terry Marler, who was the first in New Zealand to run the new vet nursing course at Otago Polytechnic. The date is indelibly etched in my mind because it was the week that Princess Diana died and I spent it learning everything I could by day, and watching CNN news all night in the hotel...hardly sleeping because of the time difference.
I returned to what was probably the strangest few months of my life. I was employed half time as a vet, and the rest planning what was needed for the new programme, all with four children aged between 6 and 14. I attended a workplace assessment training course, and I remember the same feeling of a light going on that I got when I first decided to be a vet. It was exhilarating to be back with people, learning. The bubble burst for a while when the staff were so negative... scathing that a vet had been employed to run the programme with no teaching background... I spent some time at my desk getting my head around all the new jargon and requirements, occasionally crying in frustration and exhaustion! Gradually I figured out what was needed and started the programme with 20 real students and two fantastic part time vets to help. I ate and slept that course every spare moment, writing every assessment, upgrading handouts and teaching. All in 20 hours a week - yeah right!!!!
It was a sweet moment four months into the course when we had a visit from the National Accreditors. My bosses put on suits. Everyone, staff, students, clinics were interviewed. All the written material was scrutinised. We passed... they cracked champagne and toasted me!! I realised they were surprised. That there had in fact been some expectation I might fail. Not only did we pass, but there was nothing I had to do better! Highly unusual apparently. The only thing expected was the polytech was advised it was unrealistic for expecting me to do it all in 20 hrs a week, and that I was to be given more hours, more pay, and more assistants!!! The staff who had belittled me apologised. Hey - that champagne started to taste better and better. With that wonderful gift of hindsight, I do realise what a gamble they took; that those staff were right to be concerned about my lack of teaching knowledge and skill, and that the pressure on me was probably unfair. It does not happen today - stringent interviews and requirements are now in place. I still get to work with both of the wonderful vets, Cath and Francesca, who helped me through that first year, both still working for our wonderful clinic , that teaches the students.
Francesca also still teaches with me today and is running her own website - The Pet Hub..
Since then, as part of our philosophy of life long learning, I have completed my adult teaching certificate, and am now working on my diploma and post grad online education papers.
To the first class of 20, some of them pictured above, we have added new programmes; this year we have had 130 students training with us, and in a couple of years, we will be offering the diploma in vet nursing... steady expansion.
It has also been a pleasure to be involved with the New Zealand Veterinary Association, to oversee the training of para veterinary staff in New Zealand on a national level, working closely with the NZ Veterinary Nursing Association, many animal industries, other vets and training providers all over the country.
We work with the Agriculture Industry Training Organisation to write the National Qualifications in Animal Care and Handling. As providers, we get together evey year and share goals and ideas.
See Terry Marler - front row :) 2004
This year it was in Rotorua.
I have made so many friends and enjoyed some fantastic times with them all. It has been a privilege to be involved, to feel part of such an exciting industry, and to have made a contribution, as I always wanted to all those years ago.
Have I made a difference? Truly improving their employment conditions will take many years yet, but I hope I have been part of the process that is making it happen :)
Twelve years of vet nursing education in Christchurch, New Zealand
When I lived in the far north of New Zealand, Whangarei, I had a dream that I would get a job teaching vet nurses. Our practice often had students who were doing their training by correspondence and I loved helping them. Also, in those days, many of our vet nurses were employed and we then trained them on the job. What was most distressing to me was the appalling way they were often treated - and as the only female vet in the practices I worked at, I often landed up as the go between when they had been treated unfairly. The injustice always concerned me as these wonderful people were a vital part of the practice, supporting the clients and the vets, as well as nursing the animals and the other 1001 tasks they are expected to do. They do not deserve to be yelled at, diminished and left crying in a cage room! I wanted to improve their employment conditions and make them valued members of the practice!
After investigating the possibility of living back in Auckland, where I knew there was a chance of getting work training vet nurses at what is now Unitec, we soon realised there were too many issues about living back there and relocated to the South Island, spending three wonderful years in Queenstown before arriving in Christchurch in July 1997. As soon as I had the children settled into schools, I went looking for some locum work, and was stunned to discover the local polytech was looking for someone to run the new National Qualification in Vet Nursing! Wow.. my reaction was - you mean they do it south of Auckland!!!!
Twelve years ago this week, they flew me down to Dunedin (felt so strange to be that close to Queenstown again within a month of moving north!) to learn from my mentor and good friend, Terry Marler, who was the first in New Zealand to run the new vet nursing course at Otago Polytechnic. The date is indelibly etched in my mind because it was the week that Princess Diana died and I spent it learning everything I could by day, and watching CNN news all night in the hotel...hardly sleeping because of the time difference.
I returned to what was probably the strangest few months of my life. I was employed half time as a vet, and the rest planning what was needed for the new programme, all with four children aged between 6 and 14. I attended a workplace assessment training course, and I remember the same feeling of a light going on that I got when I first decided to be a vet. It was exhilarating to be back with people, learning. The bubble burst for a while when the staff were so negative... scathing that a vet had been employed to run the programme with no teaching background... I spent some time at my desk getting my head around all the new jargon and requirements, occasionally crying in frustration and exhaustion! Gradually I figured out what was needed and started the programme with 20 real students and two fantastic part time vets to help. I ate and slept that course every spare moment, writing every assessment, upgrading handouts and teaching. All in 20 hours a week - yeah right!!!!
It was a sweet moment four months into the course when we had a visit from the National Accreditors. My bosses put on suits. Everyone, staff, students, clinics were interviewed. All the written material was scrutinised. We passed... they cracked champagne and toasted me!! I realised they were surprised. That there had in fact been some expectation I might fail. Not only did we pass, but there was nothing I had to do better! Highly unusual apparently. The only thing expected was the polytech was advised it was unrealistic for expecting me to do it all in 20 hrs a week, and that I was to be given more hours, more pay, and more assistants!!! The staff who had belittled me apologised. Hey - that champagne started to taste better and better. With that wonderful gift of hindsight, I do realise what a gamble they took; that those staff were right to be concerned about my lack of teaching knowledge and skill, and that the pressure on me was probably unfair. It does not happen today - stringent interviews and requirements are now in place. I still get to work with both of the wonderful vets, Cath and Francesca, who helped me through that first year, both still working for our wonderful clinic , that teaches the students.
Francesca also still teaches with me today and is running her own website - The Pet Hub..
Since then, as part of our philosophy of life long learning, I have completed my adult teaching certificate, and am now working on my diploma and post grad online education papers.
To the first class of 20, some of them pictured above, we have added new programmes; this year we have had 130 students training with us, and in a couple of years, we will be offering the diploma in vet nursing... steady expansion.
It has also been a pleasure to be involved with the New Zealand Veterinary Association, to oversee the training of para veterinary staff in New Zealand on a national level, working closely with the NZ Veterinary Nursing Association, many animal industries, other vets and training providers all over the country.
We work with the Agriculture Industry Training Organisation to write the National Qualifications in Animal Care and Handling. As providers, we get together evey year and share goals and ideas.
See Terry Marler - front row :) 2004
and 2006
This year it was in Rotorua.
I have made so many friends and enjoyed some fantastic times with them all. It has been a privilege to be involved, to feel part of such an exciting industry, and to have made a contribution, as I always wanted to all those years ago.
Have I made a difference? Truly improving their employment conditions will take many years yet, but I hope I have been part of the process that is making it happen :)
After investigating the possibility of living back in Auckland, where I knew there was a chance of getting work training vet nurses at what is now Unitec, we soon realised there were too many issues about living back there and relocated to the South Island, spending three wonderful years in Queenstown before arriving in Christchurch in July 1997. As soon as I had the children settled into schools, I went looking for some locum work, and was stunned to discover the local polytech was looking for someone to run the new National Qualification in Vet Nursing! Wow.. my reaction was - you mean they do it south of Auckland!!!!
Twelve years ago this week, they flew me down to Dunedin (felt so strange to be that close to Queenstown again within a month of moving north!) to learn from my mentor and good friend, Terry Marler, who was the first in New Zealand to run the new vet nursing course at Otago Polytechnic. The date is indelibly etched in my mind because it was the week that Princess Diana died and I spent it learning everything I could by day, and watching CNN news all night in the hotel...hardly sleeping because of the time difference.
I returned to what was probably the strangest few months of my life. I was employed half time as a vet, and the rest planning what was needed for the new programme, all with four children aged between 6 and 14. I attended a workplace assessment training course, and I remember the same feeling of a light going on that I got when I first decided to be a vet. It was exhilarating to be back with people, learning. The bubble burst for a while when the staff were so negative... scathing that a vet had been employed to run the programme with no teaching background... I spent some time at my desk getting my head around all the new jargon and requirements, occasionally crying in frustration and exhaustion! Gradually I figured out what was needed and started the programme with 20 real students and two fantastic part time vets to help. I ate and slept that course every spare moment, writing every assessment, upgrading handouts and teaching. All in 20 hours a week - yeah right!!!!
It was a sweet moment four months into the course when we had a visit from the National Accreditors. My bosses put on suits. Everyone, staff, students, clinics were interviewed. All the written material was scrutinised. We passed... they cracked champagne and toasted me!! I realised they were surprised. That there had in fact been some expectation I might fail. Not only did we pass, but there was nothing I had to do better! Highly unusual apparently. The only thing expected was the polytech was advised it was unrealistic for expecting me to do it all in 20 hrs a week, and that I was to be given more hours, more pay, and more assistants!!! The staff who had belittled me apologised. Hey - that champagne started to taste better and better. With that wonderful gift of hindsight, I do realise what a gamble they took; that those staff were right to be concerned about my lack of teaching knowledge and skill, and that the pressure on me was probably unfair. It does not happen today - stringent interviews and requirements are now in place. I still get to work with both of the wonderful vets, Cath and Francesca, who helped me through that first year, both still working for our wonderful clinic , that teaches the students.
Francesca also still teaches with me today and is running her own website - The Pet Hub..
Since then, as part of our philosophy of life long learning, I have completed my adult teaching certificate, and am now working on my diploma and post grad online education papers.
To the first class of 20, some of them pictured above, we have added new programmes; this year we have had 130 students training with us, and in a couple of years, we will be offering the diploma in vet nursing... steady expansion.
It has also been a pleasure to be involved with the New Zealand Veterinary Association, to oversee the training of para veterinary staff in New Zealand on a national level, working closely with the NZ Veterinary Nursing Association, many animal industries, other vets and training providers all over the country.
We work with the Agriculture Industry Training Organisation to write the National Qualifications in Animal Care and Handling. As providers, we get together evey year and share goals and ideas.
See Terry Marler - front row :) 2004
This year it was in Rotorua.
I have made so many friends and enjoyed some fantastic times with them all. It has been a privilege to be involved, to feel part of such an exciting industry, and to have made a contribution, as I always wanted to all those years ago.
Have I made a difference? Truly improving their employment conditions will take many years yet, but I hope I have been part of the process that is making it happen :)
Pub Golf
The things you learn on an afternoon/night out...
1. Binge drinking is not cool, it’s not smart and it’s not to be repeated. Until the next time. Having said that the whole British heavy drinking thing does worry me. If only everyone was a happy drunk then it would be fine, but alcohol fuels a whole set of issues that costs this country a fecking fortune. ‘Nuff said.
2. Pub Golf is not cool, it’s not smart and it’s never to be repeated. But just in case you were wondering, how it works is this...you set up a round of pubs. Each pub is a “hole” in a golf course. Each hole has a par. Par in this game relates to the number of sips you are allowed to take from your drink. Under par and you score low in the game – over par and you score high. The person with the lowest score wins. If they are still standing and if anybody else still cares.
3. Health and safety note - I am not recommending that any one out there tries this game.
4. But if you do...you’ll find that almost everyone drinks their glassful down in one. With the inevitable results.
5. Drinking lots does not make you sound any better when singing karaoke.
6. Drinking shots does not make you sound any better when singing karaoke.
7. Drinking everything in a one-er gets pretty boring so you end up with an extra drink in each round that you can sip while chatting (talking pish) with your pals.
8. Whisky burns twice as much coming back up the way it came down.
9. Walking home is Not A Good Idea when you live four miles away from the last pub. Especially when it is raining.
10. Drinking LOTS of water is A Good Idea before you go to sleep.
11. Getting up in the middle of the night because your head is spinning and standing out in the back garden with no clothes on, arms wide, mouth open to catch the raindrops also comes into the category of Not A Good Idea.
12. The next time I allow myself to be talked into such a night out I will prepare for the morning after by having the correct foodstuffs in the fridge to make a monster fry-up.
13. I read an article ages ago which mentioned that a few notable writers (e.g. Dylan Thomas) used to be wrecked when writing. It seems they wrote lots of good stuff while soaking their oesophagus in alcohol. I learned that this does not work for me. My characters all ended up talking like Yoda. “Innocent I am”, “A lovely day I am having.” This experiment is not to be repeated.
14. Sometimes you NEED to let it all hang out.
‘Nuff said.
Shob Choritro Kalponik (Afterword) [2009]
Rituparno Ghosh has made some remarkable movies on the frailties, nuances and undercurrents of human relations, be it Utsab, Dahan or Shubho Mahurat. But his take on male-female equation in his latest outing, Shob Choritro Kalponik, might just have been the most difficult to execute. The movie is about Radhika, a working professional, and the complex relationship she shares with her poet-husband Indranil, more so given that she is involved in an extra-marital affair with Shekhar, who happens to hero-worship Indranil. Radhika isn’t happy in her marriage, but when Indranil suddenly drops dead, she ends up, in a way, being enslaved by his brooding and seemingly inescapable presence. Bipasha Basu and Jishu Sengupta, as Radhika and Shekhar, have delivered surprisingly layered and effective performances, while Prosenjit, as Indranil, has given a wonderfully matured and restrained portrayal in what was easily an author-backed role. And add to that a leisurely narrative that jumps back and forth in time, and the magnetic poetry by Joy Goswami, one of the finest Indian poets alive, and what you have is a movie that could one day be regarded as the most important in the Bengali auteur’s oeuvre.
Director: Rituparno Ghosh
Genre: Drama/Psychological Drama/Romance
Language: Bengali
Country: India
1/12 Design Chair by Reac Japan
Hello people, I had just received this recently and was so happy before it became a discontinued items already. I am so into miniatures especially foods, furniture or vehicles. The new goodies I have here right now is 1/12 Design Chair from Reac Japan. The set contents 6 boxes of different chairs design by the top furniture designers around the world. It is not cheap too, costing me around $100 for 6 mini design chairs.
1/12 Design Interior Collection
The contents, 6 pieces of nicely print out packaging
One of the very first box that I opened
Very detailed and colored
The cushion has a soft feel to it just like the real thing
The second set of Design chair, saw one of this chair in one of the local furniture store in Kiulap, I think most likely it's fake
The third set of Design chairs which come with 2 seperated chairs
The fourth set of Design chairs are 2 set of cushion chairs. By the way, I was searching for furniture last week and found one store with identical cushion just like the pink colored one.
The fifth Design chair with foot stool
The final Design Chair and also one of my favorite!
1/12 Design Interior Collection
The contents, 6 pieces of nicely print out packaging
One of the very first box that I opened
Very detailed and colored
The cushion has a soft feel to it just like the real thing
The second set of Design chair, saw one of this chair in one of the local furniture store in Kiulap, I think most likely it's fake
The third set of Design chairs which come with 2 seperated chairs
The fourth set of Design chairs are 2 set of cushion chairs. By the way, I was searching for furniture last week and found one store with identical cushion just like the pink colored one.
The fifth Design chair with foot stool
The final Design Chair and also one of my favorite!
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Snakeskin
“I gotta tell you something,” said Little Biker Boy, my eight-year-old neighbor. We were sitting on the front porch as usual, me drinking my morning cup of tea and him running lego cars up and down the step. He paused dramatically. “The other morning when I came over, there was a snake on your front porch. Right here.”
“What happened when you walked up?”
“It went right away – fast!”
Like most kids, Little Biker Boy is fascinated with snakes. The ones that live in this region are harmless – mostly just garter snakes or common water snakes. And they do sometimes sun themselves on rocks or roadways or the concrete step to a house.
So when I went for a walk with Little Biker Boy and Ponytail, we looked for snakes. We found a small one, hiding in the cracks of some cement blocks near a neighbor’s driveway. And then in another spot, where Little Biker Boy told me he’d seen a bigger snake, we found crumpled skin, coiled around a post.
Little Biker Boy held the snakeskin carefully in his hands and carried it back to my house, where it’s now sitting amongst the toys and lego blocks on my front porch.
“What happened when you walked up?”
“It went right away – fast!”
Like most kids, Little Biker Boy is fascinated with snakes. The ones that live in this region are harmless – mostly just garter snakes or common water snakes. And they do sometimes sun themselves on rocks or roadways or the concrete step to a house.
So when I went for a walk with Little Biker Boy and Ponytail, we looked for snakes. We found a small one, hiding in the cracks of some cement blocks near a neighbor’s driveway. And then in another spot, where Little Biker Boy told me he’d seen a bigger snake, we found crumpled skin, coiled around a post.
Little Biker Boy held the snakeskin carefully in his hands and carried it back to my house, where it’s now sitting amongst the toys and lego blocks on my front porch.
Final Fantasy 7 Play Arts Vol.1
Yeap, I got this for myself too! This is FF7 : Action Figure Play Arts Vol:1 "Cloud Strife & Hardy Daytona" manufactured by Square Enix Products. I guess the name of the bike is the said name after. In my opinion, I would prefer Hardy Daytona then Fenrir. I think Fenrir is too unreal. I have to admit that Fenrir is cool in its own design, very futuristic looks but it doesn't have that classic look of a bike like Hardy Daytona.
The Box is huge....
....the bike is huge in scale too....
....Cloud action figure....
....his super massive sword....
....I am more into this bike then the figure....the qualities and details is just jaw dropping....
....check out that NOS bottle(blue bottle) !
Check out the suspension with cooler (gold colored cyclinder)
Detailed Handle bar and Gas Cover
The coolest part of the bike...radiator can be seen with piping
....nothing much to say about him, posability is excellent!
Cloud Strife and Hardy Daytona
Recent Work
Here is some work that appeared/was published this past week.
Though this advertisement was shot a while ago, it was announced this week that Frazier would be returning to Winnipeg to rejoin Beau & Tom on 99.9 BOB FM. This photograph was taken during a break between the shooting of this TV commercial
I was on my way to a shoot for A&W when the phone rang from The Canadian Press, asking 'how fast I could make it to the legislature?' Apparently there an impromptu news conference under way. I made a 5 minute stop, and made it to the next shoot 5 minutes early, score! Gary Doer announced his resignation, and these photos had some decent play the next day including this Winnipeg Sun cover photo, a frame in the Winnipeg Free Press, a tiny photo in The Globe & Mail, as well as appearing in ~15 other newspapers/news sources across Canada.
Like the BOB shoot, these were shot a while ago, but this final poster is finally hanging in Sobeys stores across western Canada. It was extremely hot shooting in the Natural Bakery, but the images look great.
Winnipeg Free Press cover from the the AC/DC concert from the night before. Like always, I had the first 3 songs to photograph, and no use of a flash. Though the lighting was pretty impressive, it was still darker than I would have liked, they were shot at ISO 1250, but they look great.
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Though this advertisement was shot a while ago, it was announced this week that Frazier would be returning to Winnipeg to rejoin Beau & Tom on 99.9 BOB FM. This photograph was taken during a break between the shooting of this TV commercial
I was on my way to a shoot for A&W when the phone rang from The Canadian Press, asking 'how fast I could make it to the legislature?' Apparently there an impromptu news conference under way. I made a 5 minute stop, and made it to the next shoot 5 minutes early, score! Gary Doer announced his resignation, and these photos had some decent play the next day including this Winnipeg Sun cover photo, a frame in the Winnipeg Free Press, a tiny photo in The Globe & Mail, as well as appearing in ~15 other newspapers/news sources across Canada.
Like the BOB shoot, these were shot a while ago, but this final poster is finally hanging in Sobeys stores across western Canada. It was extremely hot shooting in the Natural Bakery, but the images look great.
Winnipeg Free Press cover from the the AC/DC concert from the night before. Like always, I had the first 3 songs to photograph, and no use of a flash. Though the lighting was pretty impressive, it was still darker than I would have liked, they were shot at ISO 1250, but they look great.
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1/400 Bandai AZIERU Pt.2
Hello again, final part of Azieru. Yea, I managed to had this kit completed in 2 days or around 4 hours of my times. It is a very simple kit, but I am very happy with the outcome of the kits size and the details coloring.
I think that two huge cyclinder things are booster instead of legs.
Completed transformed Azieru
Looks kinda like an eagle....
....those tiny bits are detachable and comes with stands too....
....here are some sneek pictures of the completed Azieru
It also comes with 2 units of 1/400 Gundams
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