This is typography and web design practice to see if I can come up with a nice no frills design for a microblog. Not sure how much I'm going to use it. One liners and sketches go here.
THIS ISN'T PARTICULARLY CHRONOLOGICAL, BUT THE NEWER ONES ARE CLOSER TO THE TOP.
Starlight is made of photons that travelled for million years, falling into your eyes.
I reread all my blog posts from this year. It certainly has been a year...
A REMINDER THAT THE RANDOM EMPTY SPACES ARE PART OF THE DESIGN
All this while and I still can't conjure up an accurate 3-dimensional head from my imagination, at least I know where I'm lacking.
My current art project is to try to capture "Stock photo energy".
Children's heads are tougher than you expect, but not used as often as you would like.
My photography section is a weird time capsule of the pandemic and lockdown.
I voted in an election for the first time in my life.
Being in Covid quarantine alone feels a lot like LARPing Kafka's 'Metamorphosis'.
I love side scrolling websites. I wonder why they aren't the norm.
I'm trying out Mastodon, but all the quality microblogging goes here.
I saw the dreaded double bars. Down with Covid.
The new goal of this microblog is to outlast Twitter.
JUDGING BY THE HOLE IN THE SATELLITE PICTURE
I unironically like Smash Mouth's "All Stars".
On the other side of your dreams, lie only nightmares.
Interacting with kids these days feel like someone just opened a 100 youtube tabs at the same time at full volume.
Another Inktober completed. I'll probably only scan it and put it up after December.
I can't help but feel like I was a much more interesting person during the lockdown.
It's amazing how many ideas I can come up with when I'm stuck in a lecture hall.
Scientifically, there is no such thing as a 'fish' or everything with a backbone is a fish. I subscribe to the latter view.
Everbody I know has a mental illness. Why do people think that having one makes them special?
Why does Starfish Hitler exist, but not Brittlestar Churchill?
I've had a few false starts for blog posts, but I got distracted by cool visual ideas and started drawing instead.
I just read some medieval Arabic poems, one by a wife about how she hates her husband, the other by a man that was consoling his friend about a fart. Imagine if that was the only proof of your existence...
I had something to say about the abortion debate, but I realised that my take doesn't add anything at all and that there are better, more informed opinions.
That late night Maggi goreng that I ate tasted so sinful, like it was seasoned with the Tree of Knowledge.
I had a dream where I was using a mechanical keyboard. That's all I remember of it.
Lost things are always at the last place that you think of looking, because you stop looking as soon as you find it.
I'm tempted to become a NEET, but then I realise for working adults that's just looking forward to retirement.
Failure is not an option. It's part of the basic package.
Children are the purest expressions of the human condition. That's why they are insufferable twats.
It is the job of philosophers to take ideas that are simple and good, and make them frustratingly opaque.
I just finished colouring in a comic. It's not something I want to do again anytime soon.
The cream rises but shit also floats.
I promise to stop trying to be deep and start writing about more frivolous topics soon.
Anyway, my dearest one, we still have the moon. ---Margaret Atwood; Owl and pussycat, some years later.
I spent the whole day thinking that there was something wrong with my telephoto lens. Turns out I forgot to turn off the 5m-∞ switch.
I found a whole bunch of junk parts at my local model shop. Kitbashing is fun.
WILL YOU LOVE ME TOMORROW?
This site turns one year old tomorrow.
Making comics is hard. Like really hard.
When I was a teenager I expected life to be like the Lord of the Rings movies, with sweeping soundtracks and fast paced action. It turned out more like the book, with long commutes, endless meetings and random encounters with Tom Bombadil.
Making comics is hard. Like really hard.
I just realised that my blog is full of random topics. Perhaps this is a result of just pursuing what I like and not curating a brand.
I wonder if I'm too nostalgic. Maybe I should start looking towards the possibilities of the future instead of thinking about the lost past.
TURN A TURN TURN A TURN TURN AAAAAAAAAAA
I once had vegan Asam laksa. It tasted like lukewarm Limau panas with noodles and tofu in it.
There is a strange lack of cat videos on Neocities. Perhaps this is a barometer on whether something is niche or mainstream.
DO YOU REMEMBER, THAT OLD LULLABY?
I have no nostalgia for blinkies. Even though I am in the right age range and I was on the internet during their peak, I never liked them. I am very easily distracted and they were always so visually distracting.
"My website is a shifting Vietnamese War era communist tunnel complex next to the river of knowledge"
Or going even further, it's a block of wood with a rectangular hole in it.
The ultimate minimalist camera is one that doesn't even take photos. Maybe it's just a lens and you record the image into your memory.
I feel a strange sense of achievement now that I've uploaded some comics online.
That feel when you've solved a CSS problem that has been bugging you for a while.
I need to get around to scanning in and uploading all the art that I've made.
I'd really like to eat an idli with some nice dhal.
Sometimes it's good to step back from a piece of writing and ask yourself if it is better as a sentence.
AS MUCH AS I LIKE MELANCHOLY AND BEING ALONE, I LIKE GOOD NATURED GUYS
Crepuscular drive - 1. A need to go out at dawn or dusk. 2. Driving a vehicle at dawn or dusk.
All elementary or primary schoolers are now born after 2010. Damn.
A game I used to play in Wikipedia was to get from one random page to another by only navigating the links.
SUPER -MUNDANE HAPPINESS
Family reunions are exhausting. At least this pandemic makes them rare events.
Ultrabots. I finally found the name of a game that was vague memory to me.
"The Lazy Song" was released more than a decade ago? Why does it still register as a new song in my head?
I had a minor panic when my computer went to sleep and couldn't wake up.
I somehow stumbled into Project Gemini and it's been a fun time exploring it.
The emergency is over, but the crisis continues.
Finally I've uploaded all my inktober stuff. This is why I'm terrible at posting these kinds of things on social media.
I was relieved that 2019 was over, and 2020 was worse. I was relieved that 2020 was over, and 2021 was worse. I'm relieved that 2021 is almost over...
IF THERE WAS A HELL, I'M SURE THIS IS HOW IT SMELLS
I made the mistake of watching the live action Cowboy Bebop.
Good news is bad news that hasn't arrived yet.
I like reading propaganda from China, it's so pleasantly optimistic since bad news isn't allowed.
I was sitting with a bunch of friends and they were reminiscing about their old embarassing blogs. I nervously hid the fact that I'm still blogging in 2021.
It's almost the end of November and I haven't finished uploading all my inktober stuff yet...
Almost the whole day spent inking and I only have 12 pages done.
Gulai Kambing Jawa tastes amazing.
That's the end of this year's inktober. I need to catch up with my scanning and posting, but at least it's done.
I've finally started using RSS. It definitely helps with my reading.
I'm such a boring person that this website is one of my most shameful secrets.
The Entry Grade Gundam is a really fun kit to build. Good color separation and some really great engineering.
A couple more weeks of clearing through work, then I can actually spend some time on passion projects. I have a backlog of stuff that needs to be uploaded.
Mooncake season is here again. I've been eating a lot of red bean ones, but I haven't had a lotus paste one yet.
Tibetan Momos are delicious dumplings. I'd like to try them again sometime in the future.
THIS TOO SHALL PASS...
When I have to deal with people problems, I ask myself: What would you do if they were a cute anime girl?
YES MY SWEET, YES MY SWEETEST, I WANT TO GET BACK WHERE YOU ARE...
I've been taking a lot of photos. Some are actually good so they won't go up here. This website is reserved for the terrible experimental stuff.
Time to start overhauling the photography section.
I'm tempted to buy a Raspberry Pi and camera module and try to build a digital camera. But I won't be dumb and impulsive. I'm an adult.
I'm not in my 30s, I'm an Epic level 10 year-old.
Work is picking up again so less time for drawing.
Got my vaccine sorted out. Now with 2 doses.
I'm surprised that I actually liked the last Evangelion movie.
Missed a vaccine appointment because I mistook the 13th for the 15th. Dyslexia will be the end of me.
MOSURA YA MOSURA
DONGAN KASAKUYAN INDO MUU..
I regularly quote Char Aznable, but my friends never get the reference. I hope it makes me look cool and mysterious.
I want to build an old school web page that uses table instead div. But I have no ideas on what to put on it.
ECCM ON. NUMBER 2 GOING. 3.2.1. FIRE!
Am I the only the one that remembers Bert's Dinosaurs?
I haven't eaten a naan for more than a year.
It's interesting how little I post in this format when there is no incentive for likes and retweets.
WHY AM I SOFT IN THE MIDDLE NOW? WHY AM I SOFT IN THE MIDDLE THE REST OF MY LIFE IS SO HARD.
This entire website is written with the assumption that nobody actually bothers to read it.
WHEN THE WORLD IS NO MORE, THE MOON IS ALL WE'LL SEE, I'LL ASK YOU TO FLY AWAY WITH ME
I just learned how to use the sections tag. Very useful for cleaning up website layouts.
It seems like drawing is the only way I can cope with pandemic stress.
I'm drawing quite a lot, but nothing is really worth uploading. This probably makes me look like a better artist than I actually am.
‘IT IS NO MEASURE OF HEALTH TO BE WELL ADJUSTED TO A PROFOUNDLY SICK SOCIETY.’ —JIDDU KRISHNAMURTI
"The Artist is not a painter of trees, but of their broader and more general features; he cannot therefore pretend to depict them precisely and minutely, because he cannot see them either on the masses of Light or of Shade." -J.D.Harding
Writing section upgrade completed.
Sorting through my writing and reorganising the writing page behind the scenes.
AND I WILL CONTINUE RUNNING
Why do I feel like real life ended in 2020 and now I'm just in some strange warped version of the world.
The gallery section back up again!
The gallery section is finally getting an overhaul. Putting on my curator hat and changing up the format.
Digital gardens sure are a rabbit hole to explore. I wonder how I can implement it on this site.
A good thing about online meetings is I can turn my camera off and do my inking.
Just changed the background for this page. The illustration took me a week, most of it was just waiting. The final inks were just a couple of hours.
Human history makes perfect logical sense if you assume that all humans are insane.
Qanon and Antivaxx are Chuunibyou for boomers.
THE LEGENDARY GARGANTUAN'S POWER WILL RIP APART THE WORLD
Been looking into redesigning the gallery section. Too many images and it's started to load a bit slow, so I need to reorganise the whole thing.
Wrestling with @font-face isn't fun at all.
Cobras have really big innocent eyes. They're quite shy animals as well. They even open their hood to warn you. Such nice polite creatures.
Getting vaccinated was surpisingly fast and hassle free. With Covid powerless against me, I am now unstoppable.
I THOUGHT I REACHED THE END, THE END OF A LONG LONG JOURNEY...
I've made it a rule to use only web safe fonts for this website. They don't look too bad if you use them sparingly.
After all these years, I'm finally beginning to appreciate Helvetica.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING WHEN ARE YOU COMING HOME?
I'm not a half-empty or a half-full person. I'm just happy that I have a glass.
Centipede stings are surprisingly mild. Less painful than a bee, wasp or even an army ant.
Sublime suffering or cheap happiness? -Yes please.
A WIND BLOWING AT 40 METERS PER SECOND
I'd like to think of this as some sort of alternate reality microblog, where things happened differently and twitter wasn't a thing.
I think I'd prefer hell over heaven. Hell is full of suffering, and that means that it's far closer to the experience of living than heaven.
THE RANDOM EMPTY SPACES ARE PART OF THE DESIGN
Between kufr and iman, and half remembered rubaiyat by long lost Persian poets. I will meet you there
"THINGS THAT ARE COMPLEX ARE NOT USEFUL. THINGS THAT ARE USEFUL ARE SIMPLE"
Centering these lines was a nightmare.
"MAIN TRANS ENGINE:
No. 1 2 ON.
No. 3 4 OFF.
No. 5 6 7 8 ON."