Frail line @ SMU film festival 2010

 

31st JAN 2010 at singapore management university 8pm

Little Sputnik

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Cold

This city is so hot, but i felt cold. Deep inside me. No one speaks. All is isolated in their own world. Including me. Why is there a wall surrounding each of us? I wish, i wish. A strong tornado comes and breaks this silence wall between the humans. Open up our hearts! 

Int. Train Cannington – Perth . Day

Sitting opposite me are many black. Not too sure whether they are blacks or aboriginal. Anyway, both ways of calling are quite rude and racist. I have been hearing many bad remarks on them and many of my friends around me told me they have had bad experiences from them and told me to beware of them. Now i only feel safe in my room.I started to feel afraid of this world around me. I have no idea why. Is it because of all the hearings? Perhaps, perhaps. Sometimes, i felt that the gaze they put on me are so intimidating, like wanting to get something out of me. i wish that i am invisible. But why is there fear in my mind? Is it because of our own evil thoughts that cause our own fear?  shall we stop guess each other minds.

二零零七 的 夏天

尹詩涵 今年夏天

今年夏天                                                                                                                             友情　無聲降臨　我回味從前　想起了你                                                                       心中泛起了一波波漣漪　雖有時嘔氣卻還是珍惜                                                            朋友　曾經相惜　我站在窗前　靜靜回憶                                                                      臉上浮起了一絲絲笑意　心中雖有時感到空虛卻依舊溫馨                                            今年夏天是個充滿希望的季節　我們就要說再見                                                             不知何時會相見　曾相處的畫面　不停重複上映在眼前                                                     今年夏天有種令人不捨的感覺　徘徊在你我之間                                                               抹去彼此流下的淚水　重新展開笑顏　各自踏上錦繡的明天                                         (間奏)                                                                                                                                 友情　不曾離去　我想起從前　好多美麗                                                                       人生不一定會一切順利　但我會將你放在心裡　替自己打氣                                          今年夏天是個充滿希望的季節　我們就要說再見                                                             不知何時會相見　曾相處的畫面　不停重複上映在眼前                                                   今年夏天有種令人不捨的感覺　徘徊在你我之間                                                               抹去彼此流下的淚水　重新展開笑顏　各自踏上錦繡的明天                                           今年夏天是個離情依依的季節　我們友情到永遠                                                              對你說一聲再會(註)　輕輕畫上句點　最美的句點                                                                                                                                                                                                      詞／江婉綾　曲／尹詩涵　編曲&鋼琴伴奏／李婉婷　獨唱／尹詩涵 

Leaf

A leaf fell before me.   The air is cold.   I pick it up and place it in between a book. 

Art

What is fetish? Art by itself is already a fetish. Why the doing of art? What is the purpose? What do we really believed in? What can we get out of it? Artist, do we really know art?

Fun place

“hey, hey, do you think the place is fun?”                                                                           “well… It does not matter where you go. If you are a fun person, anywhere could be fun.”                                                                                                                                                                             – 2007 summer Greg said this to me.  

The beauty of life

Problems are good. It allows me to seek beauty in life.

Vanishing acts

The second day in perth. I took a bus which brings me to canning bridge train station. From there, i took a train ride to perth city. It was all shopping area and i was not in the mood so i decided to hop onto another train to go to Fremantle instead. It was much better, looking at the Indian ocean on the train, i heard passengers saying “wow beatutiful and stuff.” i was amaze by the beauty of it too. But a question came to my mind on the judgement of beauty. What is it that makes up beauty? Is that the colors, the weather, the place? I guess it is the mood of the person. Like i was there looking over at the ocean, but something in me felt missing.I soon reach Fremantle. Got of the train and took a map and navigate myself around the place. The place was familiar to me as i could remember coming here during the JC perth trip. The Fremantle market has handicrafts and many little souvenirs but i did not get anything considering the fact that i don’t feel like a tourist at all. It was not crowded although it is Saturday. I went back to perth city and walk around. Today’s trip was quite aimless. I entered Borders book store and happened to pick up this book “vanishing acts”. I read the quote written on the fifth page of the book.” I think it is love. The more you love the memory, the stronger and stranger it becomes”It strikes me directly. It seems to be hinting to me something. The script on burying memory that i was trying to write was stuck for months. There is something i ought to find but i have no clue on what is it. I found myself unable to get to the mood of exploring the city. So i decided to go back to the supermarket next to my hostel and get some food. I bought bread and stuffs for making sandwiches. I guess that is the cheapest to fill up my stomach here. When i got back to my hostel, i was expecting some people to have move in as i saw quite a number of international student shopping for their daily necessities. But the hostel was still empty. Tomorrow will be a beautiful day.