The Sun Shines & the Igloo Melts

A Bloke Accosted by Kids, Lombok

2011-05-07T16:01:05Z

The All Singing & Dancing new The Sun Shines & Igloo Melts Photoblog has moved to www.igloomelts.com. A new easier to use site with the same award winning style & approach to black & white photography in Asia. Please come by here & update your links & feeds as the my expressions site will no longer be used from the middle of May 2011.

Lombok Wedding

2011-05-04T16:01:26Z

The All Singing & Dancing new The Sun Shines & Igloo Melts Photoblog has moved. A new easier to use site with the same style & approach to black & white photography in Asia. Please come by here & update your links & feeds as the my expressions site will no longer be used from the middle of May 2011.

Lombok Wedding

2011-05-01T16:01:05Z

Lombok Wedding

2011-04-27T16:01:05Z

Buddhist Temple, Singapore

2011-04-24T16:01:30Z

People's Park Complex, Singapore

2011-04-21T16:01:06Z

Temple Street, Singapore

2011-04-17T16:01:06Z

Supermarket, Vivo City, Singpore

2011-04-14T16:01:05Z

so you want to be a writer? by Charles Bukowski if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don't do it. if you're doing it for money or fame, don't do it. if you're doing it because you want women in your bed, don't do it. if you have to sit there and rewrite it again and again, don't do it. if it's hard work just thinking about doing it, don't do it. if you're trying to write like somebody else, forget about it. if you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently. if it never does roar out of you, do something else. if you first have to read it to your wife or your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your parents or to anybody at all, you're not ready. don't be like so many writers, don't be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers, don't be dull and boring and pretentious, don't be consumed with self- love. the libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind. don't add to that. don't do it. unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don't do it. unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it. when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. there is no other way. and there never was.

Taxi Queue, Vivo City, Singapore

2011-04-11T16:02:10Z

You Who Never Arrived Rainer Maria Rilke You who never arrived in my arms, Beloved, who were lost from the start, I don't even know what songs would please you. I have given up trying to recognize you in the surging wave of the next moment. All the immense images in me-- the far-off, deeply-felt landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected turns in the path, and those powerful lands that were once pulsing with the life of the gods- all rise within me to mean you, who forever elude me. You, Beloved, who are all the gardens I have ever gazed at, longing. An open window in a country house--, and you almost stepped out, pensive, to meet me. Streets that I chanced upon,-- you had just walked down them and vanished. And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors were still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows? perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us yesterday, seperate, in the evening... Translated by Stephen Mitchell

MCA Bookshop, Sydney

2011-04-09T16:01:06Z

I bought a wonderful book: 'From Here to There: Alex Soth's America'. Conscientious has a review: 'We’re living in a world where everything has to make perfect sense, where simple answers, preferably posed in such a way that they provide comfort for our binary world, are what we are looking for. The only problem is that life simply doesn’t work that way. Life itself is considerably more complex, and that means the lives of artists and their output are, too. That’s something we have to accept and maybe struggle with. From Here to There: Alec Soth’s America makes it clear that it’s not just our struggle; first and foremost it’s the artist’s.'