Bunny Swim

Bunny contemplates jumping in.

I hate living in the past, but I am. Urg.

I spelled snow wrong.


I'm learning to pay more attention to things around me. There was a piece of dried lime around me.


I was playing with this piece of paper coil on my finger when chatting with my grandma on the phone. She can barely comprehend me now. I was really sad after I hung up, and was staring at it for awhile.


This piece of mint green cloth was in my childhood memory a lot. I remember staining it.

Bunny Flys Off

I think I almost lost my life in the playground once. All of my brothers and sisters and cousins grew up in this catholic kindergarten/sunday school place, and they have this metal geo sphere in the playground and it rotates by people pushing. One day I was climbing on the outside of the sphere and a few strong kids started turning it, REAL fast, to the point I was flying horizontal, and barely holding on. I was very scared and embarrassed and my little t-rex arms finally quit and I flew out. Luckily I didn't hit anything, except while being airborne my foot scraped my poor cousin's face who happens to walk by. I landed with a belly flop, bruised and scratched up and still in shock, saw my cousin crying in protest of being kicked for no reason. Apparently no adults or nuns and sisters were around so I went to wash up my hands and didn't dare to tell anyone. And being thick as I am I only remember this whole thing last week, and I drew it down. I wonder how many other near-death experience I had that I managed to forget?

Where do we float

Bunny Floats

I dreamed of this situation years ago, where I was trapped on a floating desk after a storm, in a bottomless room with a sky light, with emerald green sea water gleaming all around me. I hope one day my painting ability would be good enough to translate these colors out of my head.