What else can you ask for other than a nice cup of hot chocolate mocha in a cold rainy day when there is a massive design assignment waiting for you.

Paperwork kills creativity!

High Degree of Caution

I'll be off to Papua New Guinea for an environmental engineering related project together with my lecturer and some coursemates. Today, I received a forwarded email from my lecturer:

> This is an automated e-mail notification from the
> Australian Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade's
> Smartraveller advisory service.
> 
> The following Travel Advice has changed or been
> added since our last update (4 Sep 2009 10:36:37 EST):
> 
> * Papua New Guinea
>   http://www.smartraveller.gov.au/zw-cgi/view/Advice
>   /Papua_New_Guinea
> 
> Current Advice Level: "High degree of caution"
> Change Summary: 
> This advice has been reviewed and reissued.  It
> contains new information in the Summary and under
> Health Issues (National emergency declared in
> response to infectious disease outbreaks in Morobe
> Province).  The overall level of the advice has not
> changed.

So, high degree of caution huh? As if I care. I've bought my insurance and I am all set to go. If I do not return to Melbourne, I'm most likely cannibalized. But if I do, I am sure I would have learn heaps. Life is good.

Salvador Dali

Gala. Catalan. Surrealist. Impressionism. Father. Melting Clock. Millet's Angelus. Nuclear. Double image. Desire.

Went to Salvador Dali's Liquid Desire exhibition at the National Gallery of Victoria yesterday. Pretty interesting. His use of objects and colour is simply fascinating. On a side note, I still think that the atmosphere of touring the various galleries back in Europe felt way better. It felt more complete and original.

Anyway, amongst all his works, I'm somehow drawn to this: Archaeological Reminiscence of Millet's Angelus.

Resonance perhaps.

Despite all the exposure,
I still find that I can't really think critically.
To the years of fucked up spoon feeding education system,
you've done great!
You've completely fucked up my system.
I'm just an android,
lacking the necessary critical thoughts.
Boohoo.

I need Damien Rice. Like desperately.

I've been back for quite awhile.
Busy, somehow.
To come back with a different perspective,
things seems to be more interesting.
Well, here I am now,
reliving Melbourne.