Digital Visual Telepathy

Sylvia

Uncle T — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 14:47:47 +0000

It’s amazing how something seemingly banal as disposable bags could fascinate me, but that’s exactly what happened at the National Museum. It was a collection of paper and plastic bags from iconic stores like Robinsons, Cold Storage and even Yaohan! But what really had me excited was seeing my Grandma’s bridal shop–Sylvia Kho–on display, with that familiar portrait of a lady against a white background.

Cold Outside

Uncle T — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 12:46:40 +0000

The idea here was that if I could just do a practice sketch every day, perhaps I’d one day be able to draw somewhat well.

Well, maybe I’ll settle on ‘sketch whenever I can’.

Check out how this got sketched out on mynetsketch.net. You’ll find my sketches when you do a search for “uncle t”.

The Jump

Uncle T — Mon, 18 Feb 2008 19:25:29 +0000

The Jump, originally uploaded by UncleT.

“Don’t do it! There’s so much still to see in life!”crowed the barnyard animals that had gathered below the shopping cart kiosks. But it didn’t matter. The pigs were decidedly going to take the plunge. Years of being called “Porky” or “Pinky” had taken their toll.

Pinky, especially, used to comment during some of her more reflective moments about her long-suffering dislike of things pink.

Never spoken of, but surely in the back of their heads, the barnyard animals knew something might happen one day. They just never imagined that Porky would follow…

Full Of Fluff #1

Uncle T — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 10:52:41 +0000

Full Of Fluff #1, originally uploaded by UncleT.

That’s One Hell Of A Bicycle Wheel!

Uncle T — Wed, 06 Jun 2007 14:59:14 +0000

That’s One Hell Of A Bicycle Wheel!, originally uploaded by UncleT.

falling off your bicycle can be embarassing.falling off your bicycle when there is no one around to see you fall off your bicycle is not so bad.falling off your bicycle when you are a 30-Storey giant who has crashed and has his front bicycle wheel sticking up from the ground is downright humiliating.

It Came From Terra Firma

Uncle T — Wed, 30 May 2007 15:35:19 +0000

It Came From Terra Firma, originally uploaded by UncleT.

Some called it the creep, others were more inclined to name it by other more sinister names. However, none could dispute the obvious; fingers, or perhaps tentacles, eminating from some mysterious well of nature that wanted to engulf the cold, hard facade of modern life.

Escargot? Chili Crab?

Uncle T — Wed, 23 May 2007 15:34:48 +0000

Escargot? Chili Crab?, originally uploaded by UncleT.

Cold and damp. These were the only real issues that bothered Harry. And really, what more was there to complain about in this aquatic lifestyle of his?

Fresh seafood, door to door delivery…weren’t these the perks of being up there with the top dogs in the food chain? Granted, he was getting slightly tired of this slug of a meal. Just one of those really generic types that seemed to invariably find their way to Chez Harry — no doubt due to their lack of ability to distinguish rocky outcrop from hungry crab.

Web

Uncle T — Wed, 16 May 2007 15:35:58 +0000

Web, originally uploaded by UncleT.

reminding her of the pictures of arteries in her biology text book, Cynthia was awestruck at the dense web of life hovering just over her head. each little leaf and thin branch seemed to twist and turn, until a beautiful canvas revealed itself to her.

Where Do You Go From Here?

Uncle T — Wed, 09 May 2007 15:28:35 +0000

Where Do You Go From Here?, originally uploaded by UncleT.

This is the hole that’s taken the place,
Of what used to be a former reading space;
a building of red brick had once stood.
Travel inside it now to find not knowledge and writings,
but rather the way to materialistic sightings.

BUBBLE-UP!

Uncle T — Mon, 07 May 2007 15:34:16 +0000

BUBBLE-UP!, originally uploaded by UncleT.

never before in the remembered history of the dreamdom, had anyone recalled a moment so mesmerizing as the one that was happening now. pulsating softly in the night sky, the dream spheres effortlessly coalesced into what some imagined to be a DNA double helix. was there some magical life force somehow forming from a primordial soup of muggy night air?