happy hippy skull

a design i made for my next tattoo...its basically an oldskool skull...

'syiok sendiri day'

hhhhahahhahh...its been so long since ive posted anything...after browsing thru some photo sites...i got inspired *tingggg*...so i decided to open photoshop again...

i decided to shiok diri sendiri and play around with these shots...

'swallowed bw'
Kelana Centerpoint, Petaling Jaya, June 2007


'untitled bw'
Kelana Centerpoint, Petaling Jaya, June 2007

auntie & uncle back in the day

uncle was looking through his old stuff among his old squash racquet collection...bowling balls...records and stuff...then uncle found this old picture taken together with auntie...ahhh...such wonderful memories...everytime uncle sit down after dinner to read his papers, auntie would sit down beside to tell uncle about her day...and pamper uncle with her delicious homemade cookies...

nehhh

portraits at work

p/s: Johnson has recovered from the nasty incident, he is alive and well...Kai has been rehabilitated and has now once again become part of the community, he is now happy and normal.

dangerous people

i got this shot when i was visiting an illegal fight club in Vietnam last month...its not only illegal...these brutally angry and fierce 'fighters' are only in their early 20's, and have been brought up by their caretakers since the early ages of five. They live in a very basic and almost unsanitary environment...and everyday trained to fight...and some to kill in a fight...they only heed their master. Everyone else is expandible.

this particular fighter known only as 'kai' caught my eye...(shit it rhymes) sitting there in one corner waiting his turn to unleash his brutality on his next opponent...something about him just struck me...his eyes...white as ivory sunken in his grimy face just gave me that creepy feeling that no one should mess around with him...i took this shot while he was looking away and quickly hid my camera...i didnt stay for the fight...because i rather let this shot trap all emotions and feelings i had about kai...

i shudder everytime i look at this picture...

'dont mess with the kai'
Vhran Phuc, Vietnam, September 2007

orang tua

saya pun ada gambar orang tua...ini nenek sama grand aunty saya. minggu lepas ada wedding...dia orang turun sini pigi wedding...ini semua orang Melaka...

urban arch

supp dawgg?

grissom oh...CSI...

we found our intern, Johnson Ling...lying in a pool of blood outside the office from a what would be lethal gunshot wound to the spine. The cartridge was identified as a 23-calibre usually used in AK-47's. Johnson was miraculously still breathing when we arrived at the scene, and was rushed to SJMC. He is now alive and recupperating, but suffers from a permanent facial disorder called faciulus musculitis myiatosis, where the brain no longer has control over facial muscles. He now lives in Petaling Jaya, with a permanent blur-what-the-hell-do-you-want face, as that was probably his last expression before getting shot.

'pasukan forensik'
Huevisualab, Kelana Centerpoint, September 2007

heh...some new stuff which i tot this treatment would be appropriate...

'john woo'

Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur, September 2007


'john woo' -treated
Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur, September 2007


'redcone'
Gasing Hill, Petaling Jaya, September 2007


'redcone' -treated
Gasing Hill, Petaling Jaya, September 2007

i didnt feel a damn thing...

biodegradable photographs

those birds look awesome dont they?

im finally done with my neck piece...it took in total about 4 weeks with 3 sessions to kautim this...i really love the shading and the electric blue! this awesome piece was done by my regular awesome tattoo artist Joshua Nonis.

1. Getting tattoos on the neck is cool.
2. Getting swallows on the neck is cooler.
3. Getting tattoos on the neck could fucking hurt.
4. Getting swallows on the neck really fucking hurts.

jantung hati

'jantung hati'
Krabi, Thailand, April 2007

wo de niao hen piao liang

PIMP MY HUE! in panorama

image courtesy of kaism

PIMP MY HUE!

we decided to give the office a facelift over the weekend...this meant painting the walls and rearranging the tables...this is the outcome of two days, one slave driver, one angry-turned-happy person, one freaked out intern, one doll loving chic, one rasta surfer penciler, one yoga maestro, and one brutal outlinist...what a weekend smelling paint...






here we are...hard at work...