to love animals.

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chirp chirp.

raarw.

it's a wonderful world.

to love animals.

to not beat the animals.

to not use the animals.

stop the runs.

stop the screams.

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some lovely creatures out there.

im in love with dearly little cute creations.

to feed the child that live in me, i appreaciate a child-like heart of gold.

here's some lovely creatures that made by some other very lovely hand.

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http://www.petitpoulou.com/2013/11/poupee-sauvage/

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this is one of my favorite. make me miss my dog, bubu.

http://www.pinterest.com/erikaolsongross/my-work-fox-and-owl/

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one of the most fantastic movie. - fantastic mr.fox

http://mrharristweed.tumblr.com/post/14305082291

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http://www.lucisoli.com/ydille/

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http://nechepurenka.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-10-20T23:24:00-07:00&max-results=20

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i always question myself,

there's uncountable beautiful people out there,

there's million of brilliant creations been made,

why should i create.

why should i create more rubbish, if mine wasn't one in the million.

to make it simple,

i will be just throwing an answer,

- sharing.

no.

wrong.

think again.

...

 

random bunny moment.

having fun at bazaar with friend,

feb 2014

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two depressed bunny hang themselves

at twelve bar, damansara perdana.

2013

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bunny making in process,

in a sunday afternoon.

december 2013.

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reported by bunny the slacker

BO BO CHA CHA FUN FAIR.

partnering with my dear lovely friend- mimi.

who sell vintage clothing with an unreasonable low price,

beautiful beautiful dresses in dots and patterns : )

BOBO CHACHA FUN FAIR, which happened in central market, annexe gallery

that filled with people who love to create and share.

somewhere around march 2014.

bunnies see the lights again.

finally a day stay out of the plastic box.

february 2014

this photo is just to make fun of myself,

hey look at this human who sell rabbits,

is that you?

in PUBLIKA, FUYOH ART BAZAAR.

february 2014.

time run!

december 2013

I've joined this handmade saturday market

last christmas 2013,

held at red button, TTDI.

time flies. every step count.

night rain.

do your things,
don't care about others.
read and see what other did,
but don't remember them.
live for the one person inside.
look in the eyes,
look at your soul.

you will never know,
what are you doing for.

but you will remember,
why you are here.



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The quick brown bunny jumps over a lazy me.

The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog.

The quick brown cow jumps over a lazy duck.

The quick brown frog jumps over a lazy donkey.

The quick brown pig jumps over a lazy cat.

The quick brown horse jumps over a lazy brownie.

The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog.

The quick brown bear jumps over a lazy rainbow

The quick brown chipmunk jumps over a lazy water.

The quick brown monkey jumps over a lazy fish.

The quick brown bunny jumps over a lazy me.

my heart wanna says:

please love animal more than the clothes hang in the wardrobe.

please love nature more than materials that fulfill your unreasonable need

from jealousy

and mostly nowhere.

please not be a trend follower.

please be a thinker.

please not be a use to be.

please be a thinker.

we could give love to ourselves

and we could give love to others.

from the process of giving love to others,

we get even more love.

please don't eat meat.

can you imagine being killed.

- yevon yiew

A life change of momoko

She made to be momoko.

young and pretty,

a thin bunny girl, fresh from school, going to explore her life,

going to make her view wider than her little eye.

but somehow in the middle of the night,

she refuse to be her.

she refuse that she is a bunny girl.

momoko leave herself.

looking for another cotton body to fit her soul.

i'm a little tired

until the story being told here.

she is empty. have no soul since momoko left her.

she is just one pretty bunny filled with cotton, full of needle's pinch,

have no name after all.

as a creator of her, i wish she have a soul sooner.

while i looking at her sitting beside my window everyday.

every story need a twist.

well ya, we have a little twistie here : )

to be continue...

falling in love with painters.

many times i ask myself,

art?

what the fuck?

who the hell care?

you know.

most of the times when i paint,

i can't stop questioning myself,

why should i paint.

why should i express my feelings towards others.

who care about my feelings.

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Recently I've fall in love with a few painters.

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henri matisse

1869 – 1954

French artist

Fauvism - wild, daring on colors, rough.

totally touch my heart.

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milton avery

1885 – 1965

American modern painter

he is very much influence by fauvism and expressionism as well.

but way more modern and simplicity.

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david hockney

1937 - present

English painter and multi talented artist who contribute to pop art movement.

he adore swimming pool.

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paul gauguin

1848 – 1903

French Post-Impressionist artist

he is highly influential to picasso and henri matisse.

and he is friend of van gogh which both share same style and thoughts on suicidal.

self portrait

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well, most of the influential painters never receive

any positive critique, value and even fortune

before they passed away.

Even Van Gogh,

he only sold 1 painting during his lifetime.

imagine the respect and the money roll on his legacy and paintings

after he passed away.

it doesn't make sense.

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well now i would say art is a mix of life.

besides that, nothing else.

whatever come after that piece of art created,

it's all nonsense.

Little market at pipit zakka store, 22 june 2013

a bunch of

Lovely people who made lovely stuffs.

at pipit zakka store

pipit is the very first inspiration and influence on my handmade bugs.

the first time i went to a handmade art market was during

july 2009, art market organized by pipit at Time Square.

this is the bunny that i bought back then from pocoleizi

time flies.

im glad I've done something.

to proved to myself.

Very old school but still,

Thanks pipit.

Thanks to babak my love, my pushing hand.

Thanks bunnies for the company.

Thanks my mum and dad...

.....

.....

(bounce)

(wipe tears)

excuse me

what u achieved?

....

nothing.

just made a few bunnies.

Thanks anyway.

where did you go

as a bunny maker, do i care where all the bunnies go.

this is a very special story about one of my bunny.

he is a gift, named eugene.

its for one of my very good friend who lost her boyfriend,

eugene who died of heart failure.

they have been together since forever and now

they are separated forever.

the bunny eugene became sort of like a replacement of eugene.

he have been to everywhere in this past year with my friend.

where have you been eugene?

where did the time go?

where did the lovely people go?

who knows.

in the memory of Eugene.

a piece of cake - my background music

sharing use to be very rare happen in me. sometimes i just try to talk lesser and lesser.

but here are some very nice music that i would love to share. : )

1.  breathe owl breathe - [magic central], 2010

you will know who they are if you wikipedia them.

i think they came from some kind of very cold place,

thats why they deliver warmth and happiness in their music.

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2. vampire weekend - [modern vampires of the city], 2013

they been one of my favorite band who produces joy.

Never too loud and never too easy.

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3. motopony - [ motopony], 2011

actually they are one of the indie rock/folk band like any other.

but they just sounds right, very right for me.

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everything you can imagine is real - pablo picasso

the lately existence.

back in track, facing the wall of reality full of pins of whatever.

I've been losing my arms and thoughts recently.

being in extremely low productivity situation.

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the only thing I've been into is reading.

socrates said, one thing that he know about, is that he know about nothing.

he admit that he is ignorant, but the worst thing is

people even don't know that they are ignorant.

when people busy on building fame and prosperity,

why not build the morality and fulfill the curiosity towards meaning of being.

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Franz Kafka said

- never search about the answer all around, you are a question at first.

- never ask about where you are, you are already here.

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move your hands, create something.

cheers.

i'm talking to myself.

(thanks to my lovely mate mimee for lovely company and taking this pic)

thoughts to share (not by me)

I’m Jewish, so I’m perfectly capable of understanding that what he did was just…..well, there are no words for it. But let’s not round it up to simply Jews that got killed. It was eleven million people that died in those camps, not just Jews. Did you know that homosexuals were sent there, too? Yeah, I’m sure you did. They had to wear special little symbols on their clothes. Do you know what it was? It was a pink triangle.


It was six million PEOPLE. 


But you let that roll over in your mind for a while and you are going to forever see this man as a monster, but that’s not what he was. He was someone who thought he was truly doing something right for his nation, no matter how shitty he was doing it. Believe me when I say that I don’t like him. I really don’t. My grandfather’s brothers died in those camps, and my grandfather escaped to Spain, then to Mexico. He was lucky.


This is not a monster holding hands with a little girl.


This is Adolf Hitler, a man, holding hands with a little girl. 


Yeah. It’s fucking scary. It really is. Do you know why?


It’s because you’re seeing that he wasn’t, in fact, a monster. You’re seeing in this picture that he was a man. He was a man, and that’s really the saddest part of it all.


As a History major who specializes in the history of early modern Europe, I’ve studied a lot of dictators in detail, not just Hitler. The number one mistake anyone could ever make in history is making the assumption that only inhuman monsters are capable of doing terrible things. 


Stop dehumanizing Hitler just so you can reassure yourself that “normal” humans aren’t capable of doing bad things. Hitler liked children and dogs, he was a vegetarian and he cried like a little boy when his mother died. I’m not saying he was a good, innocent person, but when you stop attributing human characteristics to historical figures like Hitler, it’s how you overlook people just like him in real life, and it’s how people like him end up back in power. That’s the real truth: Human Beings are scarier than any ‘monsters’ out there because we’re all born blank slates and BECOME our legacy."

- unkown

JUNE - market / event update

A LITTLE MARKET | HANDMADE

venue: pipit zakka store, Taman Cannaught, Cheras

date: 22 June 2013

time: 12pm-6pm

FUYOH ART BAZZAR

venue: art row, publika

date: 30 june 2013

time: 11am-8pm