It is truly the final time to say the goodbye. Some things just won't last forever. My friend and I speculated that this beautiful rustic village will soon be torn down and developed into an urban area. This is probably the last of its kind in Singapore. I experienced tranquility in the outskirts of the bustling city. I love it. No intentions, just pure photo taking session. It was quiet and lovely.
A rustic mosque in the kampong (Malay village)
A lonely swing at the backyard of one of the housesThe things that I do for my students. I have decided to scrap my morbid style and twist it a little. However, I've never expected it to turn out this way. Seems a little too wrong for myself. Too positive and I fear that I might just end up doing something along the lines of "Positivity" by Suede. Well children, you guys better appreciate what I do for you!
UntitledI know that I shouldn't have attempted doing a portrait of him but I couldn't help it. I wanted to push myself to do still life. Perhaps I should not even get it started. Now poor lover of mine is destroyed. I'm depressed and should probably get back to morbid painting.

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