donderdag 31 december 2009
Digital Art
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zaterdag 19 december 2009
zaterdag 12 december 2009
University of the Philippines Diliman Q. C.
Melchor Hall, College of Engineering
Click title to view slideshow.
donderdag 10 december 2009
maandag 7 december 2009
Under Painting
Notes: painting was done using only three colours: blue, red, and yellow. Primary colours mixed directly in the canvas. Using a medium-size brush. White is not considered a colour. Black was not used.
zondag 6 december 2009
zondag 29 november 2009
donderdag 26 november 2009
Alchemy of Creation
I asked my teacher to supply me with enough clay so I could make something monumental. A minotaur perhaps.
woensdag 25 november 2009
Victory PMP-1018
Victory PMP-1018 MP4 speler 8 GB
• 1.8 Inch CSTN (160*128 Pixel)
• Super Slim Metal Back Casing
• Mp3/Wma/Jpeg/Mp4 compatibel
• ID3 Tag/Lyrics weergave
• Folder beheer
• E-Book ondersteuning
• Tetris-achtig spel
• FM Radio
• Equalizer: Normal,Rock,Jazz,Classical,Pop,Bass,3D,USER EQ
• Voice recording
• JPEG foto ondersteuning
• Certificatie: FCC, CE en RoHS
• USB 2.0 hi speed
• Uitbreidbaar geheugen doormiddel van Micro-SD (tot 2 GB)
• Ingebouwde Rechargeable Li Polymer Batterij
• (+/- 8 uur audio / +/- 4 uur film)
• Afmeting: 82x41.2x7.6 (mm)
• Gewicht: 32 Gram
Price: 24,95 euros at Expert
• 1.8 Inch CSTN (160*128 Pixel)
• Super Slim Metal Back Casing
• Mp3/Wma/Jpeg/Mp4 compatibel
• ID3 Tag/Lyrics weergave
• Folder beheer
• E-Book ondersteuning
• Tetris-achtig spel
• FM Radio
• Equalizer: Normal,Rock,Jazz,Classical,Pop,Bass,3D,USER EQ
• Voice recording
• JPEG foto ondersteuning
• Certificatie: FCC, CE en RoHS
• USB 2.0 hi speed
• Uitbreidbaar geheugen doormiddel van Micro-SD (tot 2 GB)
• Ingebouwde Rechargeable Li Polymer Batterij
• (+/- 8 uur audio / +/- 4 uur film)
• Afmeting: 82x41.2x7.6 (mm)
• Gewicht: 32 Gram
Price: 24,95 euros at Expert
donderdag 19 november 2009
Mantra
Sylvia was inviting me to one of her group meetings so I could play the guitar while they recite mantras. Self-deprecatingly I told her I'm not really that good. Liesbeth stood up and opened the shiny black piano and started playing the music to the mantra Sylvia just chanted. She was playing by ear. She told me she has very sensitive hearing. I listened and tried to chant the mantra but I couldn't seem to get it right.
Fré the teacher asked me if I was staying longer. He wanted to show me how to do the "bronze finish" on the two blackboard-black figures.
Fré the teacher asked me if I was staying longer. He wanted to show me how to do the "bronze finish" on the two blackboard-black figures.
woensdag 18 november 2009
Marianne
I finally met her yesterday. I must have given her the wrong impression. And she told me she didn't know what to do yet. She didn't have the knowledge and experience. She wasn't an expert. But she was willing to help me.
I gave her suggestions. I asked her to call some people up and to find out what she could about the matter. And she did. She told me I was right. She said there was another possibility.
I had called some weeks ago and complained about another matter. I told her some people didn't take me seriously. She probably called the people involved and someone called me up. He tried to listen to me as much as he could and didn't finish our conversation until I was satisfied. He apologized for letting me wait; he said they had a long list. We agreed to close the matter. He was happy I found the solution.
At the door Marianne scolded me for not trusting her. I had warned her that if she didn't come up with the right solution I was going to sleep it off and let things happen. She declared that I was seeing too many problems. She promised to call me up soon.
I gave her suggestions. I asked her to call some people up and to find out what she could about the matter. And she did. She told me I was right. She said there was another possibility.
I had called some weeks ago and complained about another matter. I told her some people didn't take me seriously. She probably called the people involved and someone called me up. He tried to listen to me as much as he could and didn't finish our conversation until I was satisfied. He apologized for letting me wait; he said they had a long list. We agreed to close the matter. He was happy I found the solution.
At the door Marianne scolded me for not trusting her. I had warned her that if she didn't come up with the right solution I was going to sleep it off and let things happen. She declared that I was seeing too many problems. She promised to call me up soon.
dinsdag 17 november 2009
Picasso
Today I saw him again, my painting teacher at a local store, where about two years ago I bought a reproduction of Vermeer's the Milkmaid -- I mentioned that to him. He was looking around for some housepaint of the right colour. He and I have always very interesting discussions together. We talk about art, styles, methods, principles, techniques, painters, and just about anything that has to do with painting. In others words just about everything. I told him everything has to do with everything. And he liked the idea. He seems to enjoy our conversation because he listens attentively everytime.
I gathered he had studied at the provincial Art Academy; he mentioned it to me a few times. He just told me he makes his living as a painter doing art exhibits from time to time. (He had told me I could do an art exhibit myself if I painted a lot and long enough.) He just bought an old school somewhere and is turning it into his residence together with his girlfriend.
One thing I noticed about him is that he is shy, self-conscious, extremely careful, and very polite. Sometimes apologetic. His posture and body language says it all. Exactly my opposite. I try too hard to be funny or crazy. So it seems. But he doesn't seem to mind: he loves to chat.
At the local painting club they mentioned it. My personal style. And they seem to accept it. Like I couldn't help it. It's just me. One of the members even suggested giving me the honour of thinking of and giving the club its name. As if I could think of the right name just out of the blue. I declined the honour.
I often wonder why people are extremely open towards me. It must be the local mentality.
I gathered he had studied at the provincial Art Academy; he mentioned it to me a few times. He just told me he makes his living as a painter doing art exhibits from time to time. (He had told me I could do an art exhibit myself if I painted a lot and long enough.) He just bought an old school somewhere and is turning it into his residence together with his girlfriend.
One thing I noticed about him is that he is shy, self-conscious, extremely careful, and very polite. Sometimes apologetic. His posture and body language says it all. Exactly my opposite. I try too hard to be funny or crazy. So it seems. But he doesn't seem to mind: he loves to chat.
At the local painting club they mentioned it. My personal style. And they seem to accept it. Like I couldn't help it. It's just me. One of the members even suggested giving me the honour of thinking of and giving the club its name. As if I could think of the right name just out of the blue. I declined the honour.
I often wonder why people are extremely open towards me. It must be the local mentality.
zaterdag 14 november 2009
Resurrection
Being born again. I am dying and yet I am still living. To live is to die. To die is to live. Life cycle. Don't worry!
donderdag 12 november 2009
Flu
Last Monday I was supposed to have an appointment with someone. She told me she had flu since last week and that perhaps we could meet the following day. I was immediately reminded of Mexican flu so I told her I could wait until next week. Which is probably not a good idea as well.
zondag 8 november 2009
donderdag 5 november 2009
zaterdag 31 oktober 2009
vrijdag 30 oktober 2009
donderdag 29 oktober 2009
Eletric Guitar
Paul came last week and took my keyboard away. So I decided to buy myself an electric guitar today. I hope to use it to help me become more aware of sound. To help me concentrate.
woensdag 28 oktober 2009
Self-coaching
I was able to do a lot of work today. Thanks to my new-found motivation. I also called one job recruiter this afternoon instead of waiting for him to call me. He sent me an e-mail with a docx attachment, which I couldn't read, even with the WordViewer 2003.
To be honest I'm really enjoying myself too much to worry about anything. In fact I wish I could keep doing what I'm doing for a long time. Hopefully until it's time for me to retire.
Moreover I just realized why I have the habit of collecting things. I have been a craftsman since I was a little boy and I love to make things myself. Only I didn't have the time to do so until recently.
To be honest I'm really enjoying myself too much to worry about anything. In fact I wish I could keep doing what I'm doing for a long time. Hopefully until it's time for me to retire.
Moreover I just realized why I have the habit of collecting things. I have been a craftsman since I was a little boy and I love to make things myself. Only I didn't have the time to do so until recently.
dinsdag 27 oktober 2009
zondag 25 oktober 2009
zondag 4 oktober 2009
donderdag 1 oktober 2009
More tweets
"There's nothing like listening to Belle Perez early in the morning. You just wanna mover it! No?"
"Borat makes fun of people like himself. It's nice!"
"Ajahn Brahm loves to laugh at his own jokes. What do you expect? He spends most of his time alone. Meditating."
"Borat makes fun of people like himself. It's nice!"
"Ajahn Brahm loves to laugh at his own jokes. What do you expect? He spends most of his time alone. Meditating."
woensdag 30 september 2009
Success sucks
"He had his way and his day. They're laughing at him now. But does it matter? He had made many people envious. They can't forget his smile of satisfaction. And his public humiliation. It's on YT."
dinsdag 29 september 2009
zaterdag 26 september 2009
Body and soul
The body is limited. Pride and greed have no limits.
Don't sell your body and soul to the Gods.
Don't sell your body and soul to the Gods.
vrijdag 25 september 2009
woensdag 23 september 2009
dinsdag 15 september 2009
zaterdag 12 september 2009
maandag 7 september 2009
donderdag 3 september 2009
zaterdag 29 augustus 2009
Blurtit
What did Jermaine say to Michael just before he died?
"You don't deserve it. You're black and you're ugly."
What? Did he really? Is there a clip where he says it? Deserve what? The fame?
He wrote a derogatory song about michael and recorded it...it was never published however.
"No, but I think he meant it."
"You don't deserve it. You're black and you're ugly."
What? Did he really? Is there a clip where he says it? Deserve what? The fame?
He wrote a derogatory song about michael and recorded it...it was never published however.
"No, but I think he meant it."
woensdag 26 augustus 2009
zondag 23 augustus 2009
Ik leef niet meer voor jou - Marco Borsato
Don't ask, beg, or supplicate. That's about the lowest you can go. It's like raping yourself.
donderdag 13 augustus 2009
dinsdag 11 augustus 2009
All the world's a stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
--Shakespeare
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
--Shakespeare
zaterdag 25 juli 2009
Shadow
a hidden shadow creeps;
the white waterfall
on a quiet water.
the small shadow
under a misty breeze
a river sleeps.
the white waterfall
on a quiet water.
the small shadow
under a misty breeze
a river sleeps.
woensdag 8 juli 2009
Teach me the way
Teach me how you sing
when you're alone
as silently as
the descent of a star
just to prove you can.
While we share a smile
all the things
we've talked about
tumble across my vision.
Yet we are the world.
Touch my hand
and live forever.
when you're alone
as silently as
the descent of a star
just to prove you can.
While we share a smile
all the things
we've talked about
tumble across my vision.
Yet we are the world.
Touch my hand
and live forever.
maandag 6 juli 2009
zaterdag 4 juli 2009
Read-only Attribute
To remove the read-only attribute from a file:
Right-click the file that you want to change, and then click Properties.
On the General tab, click to clear the Read Only check box. Click OK.
To remove the read-only attributes of all files in a folder, just right-click the folder and do as above.
Right-click the file that you want to change, and then click Properties.
On the General tab, click to clear the Read Only check box. Click OK.
To remove the read-only attributes of all files in a folder, just right-click the folder and do as above.
vrijdag 3 juli 2009
donderdag 2 juli 2009
donderdag 25 juni 2009
woensdag 24 juni 2009
Promises
As my eyes close tight
in the sunlight
promises of summer
signal an end
to the nightmare.
Look into the streets
ands see the children.
Ask someone for a cigarette
with your dying breath
whenever we stand
on the edge of an abyss.
Our dreams predicted this.
in the sunlight
promises of summer
signal an end
to the nightmare.
Look into the streets
ands see the children.
Ask someone for a cigarette
with your dying breath
whenever we stand
on the edge of an abyss.
Our dreams predicted this.
dinsdag 23 juni 2009
Mindless
Roll up your sleeves
and get started, she said.
Do it without eyes.
Do it mindlessly.
While the night grows still
the agents of destruction
whirl around our feet.
But I don't remember my name.
Do you understand our dream?
and get started, she said.
Do it without eyes.
Do it mindlessly.
While the night grows still
the agents of destruction
whirl around our feet.
But I don't remember my name.
Do you understand our dream?
maandag 22 juni 2009
donderdag 18 juni 2009
woensdag 17 juni 2009
dinsdag 16 juni 2009
vrijdag 12 juni 2009
donderdag 4 juni 2009
Laughing with God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
We’re all laughing with God
--Lyrics
woensdag 3 juni 2009
dinsdag 2 juni 2009
Perfectionism
We all make mistakes.
And we can't forget them.
We think they are very important.
Because we worry about the future.
We think we need to keep remembering
our mistakes to learn from them.
And we can't forgive ourselves and others.
And we can't forget them.
We think they are very important.
Because we worry about the future.
We think we need to keep remembering
our mistakes to learn from them.
And we can't forgive ourselves and others.
maandag 1 juni 2009
The root
Why worry
about not getting
any readers?
Most people
don't care anyway.
We all want readers
but have no time to read.
That's the root
of our problems.
Lesson: It is more blessed to read than to write.
about not getting
any readers?
Most people
don't care anyway.
We all want readers
but have no time to read.
That's the root
of our problems.
Lesson: It is more blessed to read than to write.
vrijdag 29 mei 2009
woensdag 27 mei 2009
maandag 25 mei 2009
vrijdag 22 mei 2009
woensdag 20 mei 2009
zondag 17 mei 2009
The Da Vinci Code
Sophie : You're saying the Holy Grail is a person? A woman?
Leigh : And it turns out, she makes an appearance right there.
Sophie : But they are all men.
Leigh : Are they? What about that figure on the right hand of our Lord seated in the place of honor? Flowing red hair. Folded feminine hands. Hint of a bosom. No? It’s called scotoma. The mind sees what it chooses to see.
Sophie : Who is she?
Leigh : My dear, that's Mary Magdalene.
-- from the movie script
Leigh : And it turns out, she makes an appearance right there.
Sophie : But they are all men.
Leigh : Are they? What about that figure on the right hand of our Lord seated in the place of honor? Flowing red hair. Folded feminine hands. Hint of a bosom. No? It’s called scotoma. The mind sees what it chooses to see.
Sophie : Who is she?
Leigh : My dear, that's Mary Magdalene.
-- from the movie script
zaterdag 16 mei 2009
donderdag 14 mei 2009
dinsdag 12 mei 2009
zondag 10 mei 2009
vrijdag 8 mei 2009
donderdag 7 mei 2009
woensdag 6 mei 2009
dinsdag 5 mei 2009
maandag 4 mei 2009
Dementor
Seeing Harry Potter 3 on DVD,
Sitting in a 3-legged chair,
Drinking a big cup of coffie,
I can hardly walk for days;
My right big toe is suffering.
Damn it, what's happening?
It must be a Dementor.
Sitting in a 3-legged chair,
Drinking a big cup of coffie,
I can hardly walk for days;
My right big toe is suffering.
Damn it, what's happening?
It must be a Dementor.
zondag 3 mei 2009
zaterdag 2 mei 2009
vrijdag 1 mei 2009
donderdag 30 april 2009
Koninginnedag
"A speeding car hurtled towards an open top bus carrying the Queen of the Netherlands today before smashing into a crowd and killing five people who were watching the royal parade."
-- Times Online
-- Times Online
woensdag 29 april 2009
dinsdag 28 april 2009
Craving produces fear and fear increases dependence
Craving: grasping, clinging, wanting, needing, thirsting, attaching, depending, etc.
maandag 27 april 2009
zondag 26 april 2009
donderdag 23 april 2009
woensdag 22 april 2009
Actually
you are related to the other person's image, or to the experience you both had, or to the pain, or the hurt, or the pleasure.
dinsdag 21 april 2009
Thoughts
I tried to meditate in the evening. But I just kept laughing all the time. It must be the energy.
zondag 19 april 2009
zaterdag 18 april 2009
Mystery
There remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my religion.
-- Albert Einstein
-- Albert Einstein
Don't apologize for being yourself
Except when you hurt another.
Everyday I wake up to realize that I've done things in the past that were harmful and hurtful to others and to myself. And I'm trying to make up for my mistakes.
Everyday I wake up to realize that I've done things in the past that were harmful and hurtful to others and to myself. And I'm trying to make up for my mistakes.
vrijdag 17 april 2009
Some definitions
Love is wishing others to be happy.
Compassion is wishing others to be free from suffering.
Attachment is neediness, dependence, or addiction.
Compassion is wishing others to be free from suffering.
Attachment is neediness, dependence, or addiction.
donderdag 16 april 2009
woensdag 15 april 2009
On attachment
"I have killed all of you before.
I was chopped up by all of you in previous lives.
We have all killed each other as enemies.
So why should we be attached to each other?"
-- The Buddha
I was chopped up by all of you in previous lives.
We have all killed each other as enemies.
So why should we be attached to each other?"
-- The Buddha
dinsdag 14 april 2009
maandag 13 april 2009
zondag 12 april 2009
vrijdag 10 april 2009
Love is space
Love is probably the space where the thoughts interact. When the thoughts are loud, the love is passive. When the thoughts become silent, that's when love becomes active.
donderdag 9 april 2009
woensdag 8 april 2009
dinsdag 7 april 2009
Thoughts are not love
Because thoughts are often false, wrong, nonsensical, confused, selfish, and self-centered. Love is real and true. Love is there when there is no vanity, fear, hatred, envy, suspicion, distrust, jealousy, anger, violence, etc.
zondag 5 april 2009
zaterdag 4 april 2009
vrijdag 3 april 2009
donderdag 2 april 2009
woensdag 1 april 2009
dinsdag 31 maart 2009
Trying to get rid of sorrow
you remain in sorrow. You can't end sorrow by reducing it or running away from it. Thru relationships, drinks, drugs, pleasures, activities, beliefs, fantasies, dreams, etc, etc, etc. Grieve!
Don't seek relationships that are harmful.
Don't seek relationships that are harmful.
maandag 30 maart 2009
zondag 29 maart 2009
zaterdag 28 maart 2009
Dream
The past was a dream.
Today is a stream
of memories of you.
Tomorrow never comes
but dreams come true.
And I love you!
Today is a stream
of memories of you.
Tomorrow never comes
but dreams come true.
And I love you!
donderdag 26 maart 2009
Is it possible to be free of self-interest?
No, I don't think so. I think therefore I am. Or: I think therefore I am not free.
woensdag 25 maart 2009
dinsdag 24 maart 2009
maandag 23 maart 2009
zondag 22 maart 2009
zaterdag 21 maart 2009
Is it possible to live without a self-image?
And not be hurt again? What is the value of a self-image that one does not respect anyway?
vrijdag 20 maart 2009
donderdag 19 maart 2009
woensdag 18 maart 2009
dinsdag 17 maart 2009
maandag 16 maart 2009
zondag 15 maart 2009
zaterdag 14 maart 2009
vrijdag 13 maart 2009
donderdag 12 maart 2009
dinsdag 10 maart 2009
zondag 8 maart 2009
A thing called love
Can you sacrifice your pride and your reputation for the sake of love? Or is there love at all?
zaterdag 7 maart 2009
vrijdag 6 maart 2009
Is there a motive behind true love?
Can one love without motive? Without expecting anything in return?
woensdag 4 maart 2009
High kicks
I just realized that doing high kicks regularly is one of the better ways of keeping myself warm, fit, and strong, and of improving my balance. Without leaving the safety and comfort of my place. Just don't overdo it or you won't have enough energy left for other things.
dinsdag 3 maart 2009
zondag 1 maart 2009
There's only One Way
It's called No Way. Wu Wei for those who speak Chinese. Negation of the Way. There's no Authority in heaven or in hell. Just beware of your neighbor's dog.
More or less
That's why I have a manager so I don't become jobless or pennyless.
It pays to hire one.
It pays to hire one.
zaterdag 28 februari 2009
donderdag 26 februari 2009
zondag 22 februari 2009
maandag 16 februari 2009
zaterdag 14 februari 2009
woensdag 11 februari 2009
zondag 8 februari 2009
Sorrow
"Most wretched men are cradled into poetry
by wrong,
They learn in suffering what they teach in
song."
-- Shelley
by wrong,
They learn in suffering what they teach in
song."
-- Shelley
woensdag 4 februari 2009
zondag 1 februari 2009
Looney Tunes
"I have no message for mankind."
--U. G. Krishnamurti
"Good, then try karaoke."
--J. Tourist
--U. G. Krishnamurti
"Good, then try karaoke."
--J. Tourist
zondag 25 januari 2009
zaterdag 24 januari 2009
woensdag 21 januari 2009
dinsdag 20 januari 2009
Stairway to Heaven
"This is rumored to contain backward satanic messages, as if Led Zeppelin sold their souls to the devil in exchange for "Stairway To Heaven." Supporting this theory is the fact that Jimmy Page bought Aleister Crowley's house in Scotland, which had become a well known Satanic church and was known as "The Toolhouse." In his books, Crowley advocated that his followers learn to read and speak backwards."
Songfacts.
maandag 19 januari 2009
The Power of Suggestion
The effectiveness of suggestion has been demonstrated over and over again in every field of medicine and human behavior. In fact, in practically every instance of research on drugs with humans, suggestion has been proven effective, In many cases it was more effective than the pharmaceutical being tested!
-- Henderson, Self Hypnosis for the Life You Want, p. 170
-- Henderson, Self Hypnosis for the Life You Want, p. 170
zondag 18 januari 2009
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