Bunny all grown up

In the wee hour of the morning, little Bunny loves to sneak up on ma and pa while they are chatting in bed, and snuggle in the middle until day break. These days however, bunny seems to have gotten a little too big for it.

Lonely Room

Found a picture of this room on the web, it looked really lonely.

It happens when the weather is hot

Engineer bunny's computer broke down again, this time for real. Helper bunny was trying to help.

How to make your own starry night

In the summer time, when it's really hot and there's lots of flying-ant-things circling any light source in the house, bunny's bother and sister took the oldest and thinnest comforter with its separated cotton lumps, hide underneath it and held it up with our limbs against the ceiling light. Surrounded by darkness, and giggling siblings, we can see the light above shinning through the broken cotton, and it was our own starry night.

Heavy covers

In the winter time, bunny loooves to be under a bundle of heavy covers, and make sure everything is tightly tucked in.

Superhero days

This is another shot of the stairway where I grew up. I spend many years hopping up and down these stairs, imagining myself a superhero wearing capes. I once dreamed that my superhero outfit was complete with a dashing white space helmet, and a windbreaker plastic flaps in front of my face. It was one of the best dreams I've had and I believed I could do anything with that infallible outfit.

Mom and Dad

I took this picture of my mom and dad last summer when they visited us. My first effort of taking their portraits for my photography homework years ago met with extremely unflattering results. They claimed that I made then look lumpy and shabby, like a pair of refugees. I don't blame them because in their mind they still look super fabulous like this:

I don't think I ever looked that good. Aren't parents old photos from the 30s and 40s just fantastic?

Bunny suspects....

... that the lady bunny's toilet in the office is 'somehow' linked with the gentleman bunny's toilet. Because one day bunny is happily doing its business and suddenly the seat felt like a teeter-totter. Bunny could only imagine that there was a 'greater force' at work on the other end.

Polaroid

I'm in a polaroid mood lately, I think almost any pictures instantly has interests when 'polaroized'. Suddenly the present turned into the past, the meaningless became meaningful. But I also heard the polaroid company stopped making the shaking film papar, and I don't think their new instant digital camera produces that old school polaroid look. Does this mean the end of the polaroid era? How sad would that be. (It's like saying to the world: Sorry guys! There's no more cake. Eat pie instead.) I'm sure there are artists out there who's entire life's artwork revolves around the unique polaroid look and polaroid transfers. I guess they better buy up the entire leftover stock on eBay, quick!

A painting! Finally.

I saw Ray's took this photo of a park and it inspired me enough to get me off my lazy ass and paint! I hope I didn't mess it up too much :-P.

Bunny and bunny's sister loves to blow bubbles, all the time!

Foam Stairs

Wouldn't it be nice if the stairs are made out of foam blocks? Then we can hop and tumble around all we want and not get hurt.

Balloon Physics

Lesson one from my Grade 7 physic class, is a picture a little kid holding a balloon at an angle. We were supposed to learn how to calculate how much forces the little kid need to give, based on the wind forces and what the angle of the balloon is at, or something... Clearly I don't remember much from the exercise, and I never figured out how to calculate it. I just remember looking at the picture and thought: man, that is a nice balloon... and how much more fun it would be to be that little kid holding the balloon than to calculate those forces in numbers. Go balloons!

Singing in the rain

It rained A LOT these days in the Bay Area. There's more coming.

The bus that never came

Twenty years ago, on a hot summer afternoon, my brother and I decided to take the bus to go to a swimming pool. We waited for over an hour and that bus never showed up. We went back home.
My brother don't remember this ever happened, but I always remember that I was happy at the time, and the fact that the bus never came didn't really matter.

Supercorner

This corner from my childhood made me believe that I have superpowers and could jump down while hanging on to the railing and slowly float to a descend. I still wish that I could.

Fishes

Hanging up the fishes is one of bunny's daily routines.

A Typewriter in need

Bunny was cruisin' down the river in bunny boat while spotting this old typewriter floating along.

Bunny's re-enactment of file transfer! And a bunch of Summers.

Bunny loves re-enactments. It was fun to act out the flailing paper animations during a file transfer.





These are sketches of a dog named Summer, who belonged to one of my housemates back in 2001. Summer is not the brightest dog, and definitely not the slimmest, but she has this endearing quality of a dim-witted chubby circus clown, who's only thought in its single-celled brain is food.

My favorite type of transportation of all time is....

MY WIGGLY CAR!!!! Oh man, where art thou, my wiggly car?? I begged mom to buy you for me, and we had the best time roaming around the limited space of our apartment (while no one else was at home for us to run into their ankles), and you gave me such thrill of speed, control, and wind in my hair. What I wouldn't give to have you back again, and we will take on the limited aparment floor space, dodging the dangerous furniture jungle in the way, just like old times! I miss you my wiggly car, whatever happened to you? Who did mom give you away to?? Would I be able to meet you again, only in my dreams?

Miss you terribly,

your once-proud owner,

me.

Sketches round up