Here we come autumn back to Australia. I characterize autumn as a romantic season. From the colours it carries to the aroma it exudes, they all express a glamorous sense. Perhaps my past timelines have contributed some of the elements. I would never forget the imposing moments which turned up in my life during this season. When those moments meet with my senses, their mixtures stay. Whenever the same senses arise, memories will be evoked.
Hey, can you hear me? Anybody home? I'm just a passer-by with curiosity but I'm searching for a place which can adopt my partner and myself.
Hey, can you hear me? Can you tell me what it is like to be living inside? Are there any conflict and confrontation?
Hey, can you hear me? Don't be afraid. I'm just a lonely guy looking for companions without any obligations.
It has been so dry. I could hardly count how many days since we have decent rain. We were told that our water reserve was only enough for less than one and a half years. What about the solutions from the government? I don't know. It's untouchable. All I know is level 5 water restrictions are now in force. That means all outdoor water usage is banned. I can only reuse as much water as I can to keep my outdoor plants alive.
Now I'm used to keep every drop of the water I consumed in a big bucket for my life rescue action. I can feel nature is so close to me.
I meandered around trying to awaken my past. Until I got lost, I tried to locate myself with what I recognized. But I failed. The reflections made the picture even confused. I couldn't find exactly where my memories happened. My sentiment for nostalgia had gone so I stopped and took the final shot to wrap up my trip.
When I was a teenager, I have already obsessed with involving in various forms of creations. Perhaps this is a side effect from my training in art and design. I express things commonly seen in new perspectives and inject my stories inside. In the process of creation, I feel complete and focused.
I created this site not only to be a platform to expose my creations, but also to act as a motive for me to create. It is public yet personal. Frankly, I don't really care people like it or not. It is basically for my own enjoyment and fulfillment. I have got enough judgements by the money givers regarding my commercial creations. I consider this territory is my own space crafted by myself without any interference.
If this site is the one you would keep coming, I hope you could get something from it to enlighten your life.
Long ago, I escaped. I gave up what I had established and possessed. With firm and brave steps, I marched towards my own Utopia. This day, I doubt if my Utopia ever exists. I start to ignore my expectations, disregard what the world is going on. It don't matter to me if it is unfair or what. Just think simply and live freely, avoiding my emotion hurts me ...
I begin to realise that the Utopia is in my mind.
It's hard to define absolute black or absolute white. It is all about comparison. Similarly, it's hard to tell right or wrong. Some people may think they are saving the world but in fact, they are causing collateral damages in order to propagate their so-called good deeds. Solving one problem by creating another, what's the point? At the end of the day, it's all about fame and status.
Words of wisdom, it's not enough.
These characters and scenes were created about two years ago. I intended to use them as the elements of my new company website. Now I'm not sure if I have time to complete this project anymore as I don't know what I would be facing behind the new door.
To avoid my creations being buried under the binaries, I decided to cast them in a new animation, giving them life to weave their stories. I hope the stories will continue, even they are just short pieces.