TED on Glamour

I learned today that an important part of what I strive to capture in my photography is... not truth, but glamour! Not to reveal the dreary details of everyday life, but to inject within the possibility of mystery and poetry, a little dollop of dream.

Hm.

09.27.2009

I wish my secret magic is the ability to disconnect my spirit from my body. Oh, to fly into the bewildering corners of this universe, the wilderness of unlimited space, unrestrained by flesh!

自由开朗

Sky. 06.17.2009

慧眼张开，目睹红尘

红尘本灰，无可忘怀

从灰寻白，黑里挑灰

如此度日，如此逍遥

传说联想。

铺天盖地. 04.03.2009


黄泉路边忘川河
忘川河上奈何桥
奈何桥末望乡台
望乡台旁孟婆汤

三生石上
故人回首
藕断丝连
来世再见！

随笔花痴。

李俊基。。。这是所谓的男生女相吗？还是简直就是女人?!

男人还是这样的好。什么时候才能进化到每个人都相貌如此？DNA啊，刚快改良吧！

东邪西毒。

oses. 05.28.2009

刚刚又看了王家卫的《东邪西毒》。他的作品总带种淡淡的——或，如你有过在情中煎熬，浓浓的——伤感。他可以把欧阳锋想象成为情而远走他乡，为情而冷酷，为情而疯狂。连洪七公都得到了一段前所未有的浪漫史：有个怎么甩都甩不掉的老婆。

在他的世界里，人好似一爱上就永远无法自拔，注定痴痴的刻骨铭心。而且那爱的开始往往只是个偶尔的相视，随随的一瞥，无心的几句调侃。

可惜我不是那么罗曼提克的种子，无法理解这些人乏味的自我挣扎，也只能远远的欣赏他们有诗意的种种痛苦。从我西方式眼光看来，电影里很多情节其实挺容易处理，何谓煎熬？这些人！难道感情与行动无关？难道忘却而重生是那么那么难，而无奈是做人的最好心态？无法理解！

其实我经常纳闷：为何佛定要以情为戒，说它令人迷茫于红尘？为何在中国传统理论来说，爱总好似悲剧的开头？

现在不是新世界么？幸福就在咫尺之外，有胆便可得到。

看来，optimism还是富裕国家的奢侈！

A Thought.

Beijing Airpot. 04.09.2009

It occurs to me everytime I travel, I discover something new about myself.

What an introverted perspective: to move through the world yet finding changes only in oneself!

偶尔的悲伤

Path. 04.20.2009

我此世
没什么刻骨铭心的爱
回想来
大都是我伤他人
偶尔他人伤我
（屈指可数）

浅浅的爱
浅浅的伤
不算什么

事到如今，我只可说
曾真的被某些人注意过
看过某些人在我面前，一掠而过，眼底心底的欣喜
也尝过（虽然只那么一小口一小口）爱的甜蜜，爱的辛苦

生日也过
人生也过
时间在眼前消失消逝
虽然还没到红颜消散的年华
却总觉我以站在某种人生的插口。。。

接下去要怎么走？
大智若愚
还是迷迷懵懵
自己也看不出
只能下此定论：
注定不是草草婚嫁，生儿育女，驻地扎根，温馨稳稳的过个平凡！

奇怪啊
那么多从小的以为
到现在都一一推翻了

我到底要怎么？
苍天啊，或者你
给我个回应吧

生日（不仅到了，还过了）

Birthday. 05.09.2009

幸福这东西

要看心态

郁闷时

远在天边

快乐时

近在眼前

谢谢你们陪我又增长一岁

好好把握时机

我们都要过得快快活活!

生日（还没到！）

Moss. 04.20.2009


又过一年，又一生日
好似Damocles之剑悬在顶头
摇摇欲坠
于是我对如下几句颇有感觉:


三十功名尘与土
八千里路云和月
莫等闲
白了少年头
空悲切！

Scenery.

Guilin, China. 04.18.2009

红尘不爱缘难解，
从此白头论乾坤。

Cherries come again.

Petals. 04.03.2009

Consider this: beauty exists in the blooming flowers, and beauty exists in the fallen petals.

Given the choice, which do you prefer? One is abundant life ascendant; the other, the inevitable fate of all things. Each possesses its own truth. And truth, Keats tell us, is beautiful.

But why do I pose these pointless questions? There are no answers, or none worth discussion.

-- They flutter in the wind, and drift upon grass. The world, a cotton-candy swirl as far as eyes can see.

Beauty exists everywhere. And I like it.

Photography.

03.13.2009

What is it about photography that intrigues me so?

Not the technical aspect which draws so many. I drown in a sea of aperture, f-stops, ISO.

I just want to capture the beautiful ephemerals in this world: the fleeting movements, colors, the atmosphere. Composition. A feeling. A casual impression. A certain blue in the sky. The deceptive geometry of cities that change as you shift your viewpoint.

I suppose, after all, I am trying to achieve poetry via pictures.

Existentialism.

Sunset. 08.2007.

There was a time when I wept at twilight, for it was the death of the sun, the day, the light.

For I have walked the precipice on the edge of death, and saw how sharply do the cliffs fall. And the darkness beyond is as intense as anyone can imagine, a darkness without light, without even the dream of light.

Rarely do we realize that life is but a flicker, a tiny peck of color, the merest breath of warmth surrounded by nothing. We are alive within illusions -- that death is distant, ever unreachable -- a journey to which would take all time and beyond. Yet, the space between life and un-life is that of "1" and "0" in a binary system.

"1" you live.
"0" you die.

It has no reason. No rhythm. No meaning. It is the fate written in all our stars -- a vast river thundering towards ... what? The gods only know.

Therefore, consider: What do you have to fear?

Carpe diem, and live.

Travel.

These days an old familiar restless is coming to haunt me. I feel an intense urge to be in motion, flight, drive, doesn't matter, so long as it's some place I've never been. I therefore made a list of places I've been so far, and where I'd like go, in no particular order.

North America
U.S.A.
- California -- La Jolla, Los Angeles, San Diego, Santa Barbara
- Connecticut -- Bridgeport, Hartford
- Delaware
- District of Columbia
- Georgia -- Atlanta
- Illinois -- Illinois
- Maine 
- Maryland  -- Baltimore
- Massachusette -- Boston, Cape Cod & Martha's Vineyard, Springfield,
- Michigan -- Ann Arbor, Detroit
- Nevada -- Los Vegas
- New Hampshire
- New Jersey
- New York -- Albany, Buffalo, New York City, Rochester
- Ohio -- Cleveland, Toledo
- Pennsylvania -- Philadelphia
- Rhode  Island
- Washington -- Seattle
- Vermont
- Virginia
Want to go: Arizona, Florida, Hawaii, New Mexico, Texas

Canada
> Ontario -- Ottawa, Toronto
> Quebec -- Montreal, Quebec City
Want to go: British Columbia, Newfoundland

Europe
- United Kingdom -- London
- Spain -- Barcelona
Want to go: Denmark, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hungary, Italy, Ireland, The Netherlands, Norway, Portugal, Turkey

Asia
- China -- Beijing, Chongqing, Guangzhou, Guilin, Hangzhou, Hong Kong, Nanning, Taiyuan, Wuhan, Xi'an
- Japan -- Tokyo
Want to go: India, Indonesia, Korea, Mongolia, The Philippines, Russia, Taiwan, Thailand, Vietnam

Africa
Want to go: Egypt, Madagascar, Morocco, South Africa

South America
Want to go: Brazil, Mexico, Peru

Australia
Want to go: Australia, New Zealand, Papua New Guinea

Wow.. seems like I've got a lot of travel to do.

And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.