Keep walking, walking, walking... oh yeah, that's what I wanted...
Nothing about working in my mind!
Passed those crowd---men dress no style, young women wear high heel shoes, old woman in Vietnamese traditional hat and those annoying bikes. On the right hand is a banana shop, one cute banana sign on the shop. On the left hand is a fashion shop, very similar with a Taiwanese brand.....The road was leading a path where is suitable for taking a walk, taking a walk and didn't think so many things in such a busy life.
***
The busy life decays many details and push the action quicker and quicker.
I tried to make things neat and not so satisfactory.
Even in the free time, I found I should slow down but I didn't.
I'm getting used of the quick mode, even much quicker than Taiwanese life!
Too many working and personal plans are going on together. Sometimes I also have to work at night, so tired!
2010/10/18
2010/10/11
A Simple Apologize
The webpages stayed there...I hestitated to act immediatedly... to email the guy I was unfamilar at all. I will do that after writting down the post.
It was this morning, I read the book City Dharma as usual. The sections decipted some dialogues and plots in true scenes. I was attracted by the author Arthur's ways of writing. It's not the first time I enjoyed his styles but I haven't connected the way he did to his background as a playwriter for 10 years until today. He once gave up a good job to seek for the dream. I thought even he didn't keep the career later, he did write this book successfully (for me!). I haven't thought of being a writer seriously but I do want to learn writing from him. Of course, there are countless classics since human civilization developed but what I am reading and what is close to me is this book. Then I thought of one scene at college suddenly:
I once formed a theater group that time. I participated in the theater works since high school.
One day, I had a meeting with my group members and the school brother came and asked me could him have some materials from me. In fact, it's nothing at all so that I didn't remember what's it now. I didn't have chances to talk him more than 10 words just greeting and I only knew he loved theater performances and did a good job. I think I was too defensive and too closed to my own world, so I refused. He said nothing and left, still wore smiles. From then on, we didn't have many chances to see each other so we didn't know each other at all.
It was this morning, I read the book City Dharma as usual. The sections decipted some dialogues and plots in true scenes. I was attracted by the author Arthur's ways of writing. It's not the first time I enjoyed his styles but I haven't connected the way he did to his background as a playwriter for 10 years until today. He once gave up a good job to seek for the dream. I thought even he didn't keep the career later, he did write this book successfully (for me!). I haven't thought of being a writer seriously but I do want to learn writing from him. Of course, there are countless classics since human civilization developed but what I am reading and what is close to me is this book. Then I thought of one scene at college suddenly:
I once formed a theater group that time. I participated in the theater works since high school.
One day, I had a meeting with my group members and the school brother came and asked me could him have some materials from me. In fact, it's nothing at all so that I didn't remember what's it now. I didn't have chances to talk him more than 10 words just greeting and I only knew he loved theater performances and did a good job. I think I was too defensive and too closed to my own world, so I refused. He said nothing and left, still wore smiles. From then on, we didn't have many chances to see each other so we didn't know each other at all.
2010/10/09
Cats with Ropes
Under a stair, three or four Vietnamese people were chatting arond a woman selling soy milk.
It's today's morning.
Next to the big pot, the end of a very thin rope was a little kitty. I gazed her for a while, she moved slightly and naively. Such a cute creature, I thought. And I knew I couldn't stay longer
My schedule was a little tight and I couldn't think more about WHY a kitty need to be tied for a long time (of course, I think I know)...since they must be a kind of animal enjoy plenty of being alone, unlike dogs. I was sorry for her really. These people may start to notice me, but they just kept going their dialogues. One kitty losing the freedom was nothing special as the soymilk everywhere.
Then I went to market to buy flowers, next to a fruit stand, I saw a cat, who was very happy and ran up and down on a stair and also went back her home, a small box, for a while.
I couldn't help but was affected by her pleasing style at that moment, so I touched her fur and so soft and comfortable. I was happy too.
No difference, she was tied with a rope.
................I cannot draw any conclusions here and it's unnecessary.
Just cats and ropes in Vietnam.
It's today's morning.
Next to the big pot, the end of a very thin rope was a little kitty. I gazed her for a while, she moved slightly and naively. Such a cute creature, I thought. And I knew I couldn't stay longer
My schedule was a little tight and I couldn't think more about WHY a kitty need to be tied for a long time (of course, I think I know)...since they must be a kind of animal enjoy plenty of being alone, unlike dogs. I was sorry for her really. These people may start to notice me, but they just kept going their dialogues. One kitty losing the freedom was nothing special as the soymilk everywhere.
Then I went to market to buy flowers, next to a fruit stand, I saw a cat, who was very happy and ran up and down on a stair and also went back her home, a small box, for a while.
I couldn't help but was affected by her pleasing style at that moment, so I touched her fur and so soft and comfortable. I was happy too.
No difference, she was tied with a rope.
................I cannot draw any conclusions here and it's unnecessary.
Just cats and ropes in Vietnam.
2010/10/08
What Art and Artists Could Be?
Looked out the window, where was filled in Dalat's pretty houses and sky, I still pondered what I'm going to write the aesthetic experiences in Dalat.
I found a proposal in graduate school called ''An Analysis of the Successful Designers from the Environmental Factors.'' It seemed too far away I once learned the interial design and architecture. The most attractions must be aesthetics and art history. It's the time I viewed many exhibitions as much as possible and I drew and design blueprints for houses, which were complicated I have to say. I am not a person doing accurate stuffs I think even evil is hidden in the details.
Maybe the artists are people who are most difficult to be understood or communicated in the world. Sometimes I wanna to work with them objectively; however, in next second, I think I don't like them so much...for example, sometimes they are proud but cannot give a word to explain their ideas about their works ( it also means that they endow the viewers with great power to interpretate, don't they?). I am not sure how much I will involve in the artworks and artists right now.
What I dare to say is one of the most horrible things in the world may be falling in love with artists.
But who knows am I not one of them?
(Let's try not to define art and artists and read the post again.)
I found a proposal in graduate school called ''An Analysis of the Successful Designers from the Environmental Factors.'' It seemed too far away I once learned the interial design and architecture. The most attractions must be aesthetics and art history. It's the time I viewed many exhibitions as much as possible and I drew and design blueprints for houses, which were complicated I have to say. I am not a person doing accurate stuffs I think even evil is hidden in the details.
Maybe the artists are people who are most difficult to be understood or communicated in the world. Sometimes I wanna to work with them objectively; however, in next second, I think I don't like them so much...for example, sometimes they are proud but cannot give a word to explain their ideas about their works ( it also means that they endow the viewers with great power to interpretate, don't they?). I am not sure how much I will involve in the artworks and artists right now.
What I dare to say is one of the most horrible things in the world may be falling in love with artists.
But who knows am I not one of them?
(Let's try not to define art and artists and read the post again.)
2010/10/07
Robert Frost - Directive
The tower in Dalat is under the mist, so dreamy.
I walked by the window hurrily and submitted imperfect reports as the end of today.
It was 9:30 pm.
My heart was very weired in the two days.
It thought of some people who may walk out my life already, some exhibitions I once saw in Taiwan, the suburban lanes under the sunshine where I once learnt architecture classes...
I started to aware I am getting older as the old time flew again and again.
Some are sorrowful but I know they are very valuable and I also have deeper visions to see through them and
I would like to say ''yes, thanks for you accompaning me for a while... even I am still sorry that we cannot keep traveling together. ''
I walked by the window hurrily and submitted imperfect reports as the end of today.
It was 9:30 pm.
My heart was very weired in the two days.
It thought of some people who may walk out my life already, some exhibitions I once saw in Taiwan, the suburban lanes under the sunshine where I once learnt architecture classes...
I started to aware I am getting older as the old time flew again and again.
Some are sorrowful but I know they are very valuable and I also have deeper visions to see through them and
I would like to say ''yes, thanks for you accompaning me for a while... even I am still sorry that we cannot keep traveling together. ''
2010/10/01
Warm Sadness
On the street to a coffee shop, I thought what happened today was quite psychological and never experienced so much in school: for the constant misunderstandings, my Vietnamese colleague lost her temper today finally.
The psychological misunderstandings are:
* She didn't know my want was task X and she thought she knew.
* I didn't know she didn't know task X and I thought she knew.
* She didn't know I didn't know she thought was task Y and she thought I knew.
The tasks X and Y just little dark pieces from a depressed vocalno for a long time.
Yesterday, I asked A to do task X, she thought she understood what I assigned, it's doing Y, so she told me '' em hieu (I understand).'' I thought she understood due to her respond and didn't know she thought the task was Y instead of X. However, today I found she did wrongly and asked her to do again. And she told me she didn't understand until today. I felt very confusing since she should tell me she didn't understand in the beginning. Why we often need to revise the same papers? I told her so and she stared to revise. At the time, I didn't know: she exactly understand in her way, but not understand in my way, so it's right she understood exactly in one aspect! I kept feeling the thing was very rediculous...
The psychological misunderstandings are:
* She didn't know my want was task X and she thought she knew.
* I didn't know she didn't know task X and I thought she knew.
* She didn't know I didn't know she thought was task Y and she thought I knew.
The tasks X and Y just little dark pieces from a depressed vocalno for a long time.
Yesterday, I asked A to do task X, she thought she understood what I assigned, it's doing Y, so she told me '' em hieu (I understand).'' I thought she understood due to her respond and didn't know she thought the task was Y instead of X. However, today I found she did wrongly and asked her to do again. And she told me she didn't understand until today. I felt very confusing since she should tell me she didn't understand in the beginning. Why we often need to revise the same papers? I told her so and she stared to revise. At the time, I didn't know: she exactly understand in her way, but not understand in my way, so it's right she understood exactly in one aspect! I kept feeling the thing was very rediculous...
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