Friday, June 22, 2012

Childhood Nostalgia

I'd like to think that my parents constant questioning of whether the foundation year was a waste or not is just motivational banter. And these photos is somewhat proof that I, being semi-asian, was paying attention + did work relatively hard **wink wink**. Fulfilling stereotypes is my fave pass-time. Quite easy for me, I eat a kebab, I eat fried rice, I drink bubble tea, I squint hard, I have a hairy back, and I'm set for the day. Kidding about the last one, no fret, I be waxin' it daily! 

What you're looking at is the photo set taken at the Department of Coffee and Social Affairs to show my Unit 7 products in sitchu. The people at the coffee shop were incredibly friendly and helpful; walked up to them and said 'hiiii, i'm a student and can you make coffee for me' and handed them dino handle cups. nicely done selin, nicely done. As if I wasn't a student for the past 12 years (K-IB2), why do I suddenly find the need to introduce myself as 'student'. Maybe cause I get discounts like this! Please add 'I am frugal' to the list of stereotypes.

The accompanying explanation read:
An espresso set that coalesces the playfulness of childhood toys and the typically adult ritual of coffee drinking. The miniature lion and dinosaur toys, casted in ceramics, placed as handles on the cups bring a whimsy feel to an otherwise ordinary object. Designed to evoke carefree childhood recollections, each piece, being handmade, has it's own quirks in the same way that those memories would.'

Thursday, June 14, 2012


barbican conservatory

yas: omg look
me: what is it?
- a man sitting behind a giant pot reading a book -

That convo pretty much epitomizes that visit to the conservatory. L.A.M.E. not really. I was amazed by the garden; never been to one before, ofc, Istanbul ain't so plant friendly. The closest thing we have to a conservatory..? Probably that tiny little glass encased terrace you see on the top of Dolmabahce Palace when you pass it by bus heading towards Taksim. I might be exaggerating, Istanbul is modern! aha. Going back to the conservatory, the plant's were enormous and made me feel like I walked into a Miyazaki film. The place was divded into sections; birds, trees, bench areas + more trees, and CACTI! Dumm dumm dummmm (queue dramatic sounds). I love cacti. If they weren't so prickly, I'd scatter them around my room. But due to my unpleasant tendency to roll around in sleep, mr.cactus and I would not make such a happy couple in the bed room **tears**. If any of my friends are reading this (doubtful!), cacti make wonderful house warming gifts.

expressed my fondness for cacti.. CHECK. I am out.
Night xx