Heal.

I’ve not been feeling well last week, still a little weak… in a strange way, it is good to slow down, sleep, rest and listen. To realign. To remember the things that matter, beyond the busyness of life…

I recall this movie I watched – “Born into Brothels” where a documentary was filmed about children born into Asia’s largest red light district- in Calcutta. I remember the lady who set up “Kids with Cameras” , where she taught the children photography and turn that into a fund raising method to raise funds for their education. Very touching.

“For me personally, photography is a means of transformation.”

– Zana Briski

One day, I hope to take some digital cameras + wireless photo printers to East Timor… I remember the faces of the people that I took… and showing them how they looked in the camera… and telling them how beautiful they are…

Turn the Heat Up

I’m hoping to take a cooking class in Bangkok this weekend (ok, not France, but what-the-heck, I like Thai food)… Would love to learn how to cook Pad Thai and Green Curry. YUMZ.

Just finished this book I’ve got from NY – Fab for those who enjoy cooking. It’s a bit like Ratatouille – except that it has more kitchen slave stories… it’s an ex NY writer’s journey and quest to learn raw, basic, authentic Italian food. He’s so into it that it’s funny… and he writes well.  It’s what the Japs call “Otaku” I suppose… A total delight to read.

And gosh… I miss NY *random muse*

Shoe Fetish

Popped by Merve’s house for housewarming a few months back, heh, amused that he’s got such a shoe fetish – for collectable air Jordans. Though I have 21 pairs of shoes, I’m sure the total worth of my shoes will probably amount to max 3 pairs of his.

I must say, the Air Jordans are pretty.