Snowgirl

What better ways to spend a fine day with a lot of snow outside?


Roll them like how dung beatles do.

Ah, the fresh winter air. Smelled like some mischief.


Lock and loaded. Snowball fight Russian style!

It could have been a really awesome snowball fight.

But then again, we're already too old for kids' stuff. We do what real men do now.

Step 1:
Roll huge boulders of solid snow.

Step 2:
Stack them up together.


Snowballs like those could knock anyone out with just one hit.

Step 3:
Get a lot of auxiliary snow. Loads of it.


Our bulldozer. For the snow, or in class.

Step 4:
Fill in the gaps between the boulders to get a tall, upright, rough figure.


Smack them in!

Step 5:
The secret to all snow sculpting is to use water. It melts and turns snow into slush, and the moment you paste slush onto a cold surface, it freezes into ice. Works fabulously like mortar plaster.


Make her wet all over.

Step 6:
This is what separates the men from the boys. Be reminded that sculpting requires some respectable amount of skill.


Every woman's breasts should be firm and symmetrical.

Note the meticulous intricacy from the hind view.


It probably got so real that they became shy.

Especially from the side view.


Sadly it was only made of ice.

Step 7:
Reap the fruit of your labour!


Life-sized, human figure snowgirl.

We took slightly more than 3 hours with 4 crew members on the job. Few passers-by contributed a little bit, the rest were photo-parasites.


More camwhoring.

Snowman making is a fun thing to do, and if you ever had the chance at it, I would really recommend that you do. However, be aware that it is also very tedious, laborious and painfully cold.


Dress her up like Barbie.

What inspired us for this piece of art was what we did 4 years ago. A few of us made a snowman; I guess we all wanted to send a good picture home for our folks to see.

Well, you know, one good thing led to another. We just couldn't help it.


Archive photo of year 2004. Same mischievious crew.

Pilot

It's been a while since I last wrote a blog post. I guess if it wasn't for the encouragement of fellow friends, I would have continued to rot, grew moss on my back, and wasted my intellect away.

I used to blog, but only on thoughts and opinions. My blogs were those which were based on abstract thinking, such as opinion, criticism and rhetoric. But those were too deep and difficult to conceive on regular basis. Writing a good one was a tedious process.

I never liked bloggers who talked too much on their mundane daily lives – like what they ate for breakfast, or whether they liked their neighbour's shoes; it felt like being part of their bitching habits. Although I got to say that I do respect their choice and freedom of speech, I do think that the blogger did not understand what good blogging is all about.

My idea of a good blog is one that narrates a meaningful story or event. It should not only tell of a happening of a person's daily life and chores, but should also be accompanied by intellectual opinion, constructive criticism or provocative arguments; and be complemented by creative photography.

Anyway, after a long thought, I've decided to blog again. I don't know how long I would last, or whether I could bear the required tenacity. But I guess time will tell, sooner or later. This time I'll just sit back and relax, and write whatever I think is appropriate – as long as I uphold my principles.

For a start, anything goes, so I'll just introduce some basic essentials about myself.

This is the view from where I live:


Nice, but too cold to walk out in shorts and flip-flops.

And this is what I wear sometimes:


I like them green, and they are more comfortable than pyjamas.

Guess where I live and what I do for a living?