Saturday, November 28, 2009

trip down memory lane...


unpacked the printer's tray that I had ever since I was a little girl, full of whimsical little items that made me exclaim and smile with nostalgia. Only recently I've come to understand that a printer's tray was actually once heavily involved with typography. The cradle of type... hung there all throughout my early life, collecting dust and displaying treasures.

also, I had no idea I owned that many trolls.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009


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Originally uploaded by minky sue

I'm so damn proud of snapping this one. I love it. The colours, textures, composition....I'm proud of it and I'm not ashamed of saying it.

I'd like to thank my sister for inspiring me, (to take photos, to design, to buy the drink) and my brother for the camera.

and it tasted good, too!

Best viewed large.

yesterday's stye removal


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Originally uploaded by minky sue

today's swollen eyelid

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Don’t judge people according to their appearance | The Magenta Links

Don’t judge people according to their appearance | The Magenta Links

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Overworked.Overstimulated. "Getting Experience"...

Dreams about calendars, InDesign, Illustrator.

Enough about the pantone, what do you want from me, just take the freaking thing already and leave me alone!

Just leave me alone, can't walk away, can't say hello, try desperately to think of the politest way to say...just get off my back...

Why yes I did have 5 sips of diet coke about half an hour ago, how did you know.

I made a spelling mistake. I almost never used to make spelling mistakes. I was once meticulous in my spelling.

I'm a lucky girl to have found love.

It's like...treasure. Everyone talks about it, sings about it, tries to sell it to you in its different forms, but in the end, it comes to you like a friend, quietly, slipping quietly alongside you, walking there and you didn't even know it.

You can say that about a lot of big but natural things in life.

I am losing my English. I feel it defragmenting...I have 3/8 hebrew and 5/8 english.

Or is it 3/10 hebrew and 7/10 english?

sounds more correct.

check out inbal's new portfolio -http://www.inbaltzur.com/

I keep using Mac shortcuts because I'm getting used to a Mac for 9- 10 hours a day.

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Not as good as the first one, but...

Saturday, June 27, 2009

I'm not the greatest fan of poetry in the classical sense, but sometimes there comes along a fantastic poem, a poem that can't be ignored, a poem that speaks to the very cells within your heart and that is a poem you will remember for the rest of your life.


i carry your heart with me

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

ee cummings

Sunday, June 21, 2009


In my hands I hold a bowl of green tea. I see all of nature represented in its green colour. Closing my eyes I find green mountains and pure spring water within my own heart. Silently, sitting and drinking, I feel these become part of me. "

I found this quote on a random piece of paper in my scrap paper drawer, accompanied by illustrations... I thought perhaps I had written it, but before posting it on my blog I searched for it on-line and discovered that it is an old Japanese poem, source unknown.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

happy music squares

http://lab.andre-michelle.com/swf/fl10/ToneMatrix.swf

up

I deserve the best and I accept the best.

floating upwards...

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

I decide to be happy.

Don't tell me what to do.

I will wear whatever I goddamn want to wear and I don't want to hear another fucking word about it.

I feel like yelling, screaming, running away from my life.

Bad PMS this month.