utown

Images from utown at the National University of Singapore. The Stephen Riady Centre in particular has both winding curves and incessant geometric constructions. Shot with the iphone4.

This is in praise of cats

Chubs

This is in praise of cats

How they have great purrsonality and avert catastrophes.

With mewling meowness, they lap the milk of human kindness.

Ginger striped burnished, they come fully furnished

with no caterwauling, or hissy-fit pussyfooting

Pawsibly psychic, they make the best mewsic.

The cream of the bowl, it’s time to rowl and roll.

No alive or dead Schrodinger suppositions,

not the product of random composition,

they’re conceived under howl and hiss,

on moonlit nights in tuna bliss.

Though they lick you into hairballs,

and scratch poetry on your walls;

this is still in praise of cats,

cuz they’ve gotta be purrfect.

30 Asian Poses

A fun little shoot I did recently.

30 Asian Poses

Individual shots found here

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mane

Mane

These are good hours, brushing muddy thoughts
through short-bristled minutes at the stables.

The horses are mostly calm. Apple-eyed, with
casual swish, their glossy mane surely one of

God’s better ideas. Not for such anomalies

as the capybara or the undecided dugong,
this covering glory for battle-worthy beasts

that hold a king’s carriage, and for us who
canter on old polo ponies, ever concussed

with joy.

BLF Fundraising Speech

BLF Fundraising Speech

by Marc Nair

 

On behalf of my colleagues at the Beard Liberation Front (BLF),

I would like to thank you all for opening your pores and letting

the hair on my words take root in your smooth-shaven chins.

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Night Walk (Yaowaraj, Bangkok)

the poverty of movement

I was privileged to watch Syv Bruzeau, a butoh dancer and movement healer (watch her in another performance here) perform at the Spore Art Salon during its 23rd Edition on 30th October 2012. It was the first time (ashamedly) that I had seen butoh, and it was both an intense and immersive performance. Continue reading “the poverty of movement”