A different perspective on juggling that goes beyond the traditional.  As a performance artist he creates visual instruments that plays with the viewer’s perception of space and time in three dimensions.

I like his process of creating.
“I never know what I’m working on or why I’m working on it. I don’t know what it is yet and that’s good. I like not to know as long as possible because then it tells me the truth. Instead of me imposing the truth.”

Click here to watch his ted performance.

Sometimes, I forget how to play. I become so wrapped up in the ‘adult world’  where everything has to have a purpose. I believe the heart of play is purposeless and that’s the beauty of it.

A colleague told me a story about his daughter. His friend was over for dinner and his little daughter asked him what he does. He said he was a college teacher. She asked him what he taught.
He said “I teach drawing.”
She responded wide eyed “People forgot how to draw?”

In the movie Julie & Julia, I wanted to learn more about Julia Child’s story than Julie Powell’s. So, I checked out from the library My Life In France by Julia Child and Alex Prud’homme (her grand-nephew). The writing in this book is amusing and lively. Julia Child’s personality shines through with some paragraphs ending with her delightful word choices such as Hooray! or Yuck!. I enjoyed reading about her awakening in France–how she learned french, cooking lessons at Le Cordon Bleu and life with Paul (her husband).

However, what I found most captivating in this book was the massive amount of thought and work that she put into writing “Mastering the Art of French Cooking” for an American audience. She truly did revolutionize the cook book.

Here are just some bits and pieces of her process that I found fascinating.

“We experimented with recipes, tools, and ingredients, and made several useful discoveries. In working with piecrusts, for instance, we tested French versus American Ingredients. To our horror, we discovered that French flour has more body than it’s US counterpart, and that the French needed a third less fat to make a nice crumbly crust. Why was this? I wanted to know. We supposed that, in order for U.S. flour to last forever on supermarket shelves, it must have been subjected to chemical processes that removed its fats. The French flour, in contrast, was left in its natural state, although it would go “off” more quickly and become maggoty. In order to make our French recipe work for an American audience, we tested different proportions of flour-to-butter, flour-to-margarine (a substance I abhorred and referred to as “that other spread”), and flour-to-crisco; then we tasted the crusts hot and cold. Based on our experiments, we adjusted our ratios. It was labor-intensive, but a thoroughly satisfying learning process.” 125

“I had to iron out all these questions of how and why and for what reason; otherwise, we’d end up with just an ordinary recipe–which was not the point of the book. I felt we should strive to show our readers how to make everything top-notch, and explain, if possible, why things work one way but not another. There should be no compromise!” 133

“Paul and I came up with a new way to illustrate the making of recipes: rather than the standard depiction of a cook working away at a table, we thought, why not illustrate, say the trussing of a chicken from the cook’s sandpoint?” 184

One term that I will take away from this book is “the operational proof”: it’s all theory until you see for yourself whether or not something works. This term works well in life.

Thank you Julia for sharing part of your life.

I still wanted to share this. A, D and I were singing this on Christmas Eve (or at least the lyrics that we remembered).

My arch nemesis Jet Lag has captured the Slumber Fairy. Damn you (I shake my fist of fury!). I thought I defeated you last Saturday but I was wrong. Good grief. I can’t sleep until 7 in the morning. All my plans have been foiled. Drinking caffeine during the day has just given me an unhappy stomach, planning my morning outings have been spoiled by the lack of energy since I probably fell asleep only 1 hour before and low level lighting at night might work on hamsters but not me. Temporarily, I’ve given up trying to sleep at night. You may have won this round Mr. Lag but I’ll get the last laugh zzz’s. I’ve turned myself into a productive night owl for now.

There are some upsides of my desynchronosis (It just means jet lag. Sometimes I want to sound all fancy and expand my vocabulary). I’ve been listening to some interesting radio stories in the wee hours.

One was about the Coffin Academy. For $25 in South Korea, you can write your epitaphs and play dead for 10 minutes in a coffin. Click here to read more.

A story that deserves to be shared is about the World’s only flying eye hospital.

“ORBIS International, a non-profit humanitarian organization dedicated to blindness prevention in developing countries, stands out from other charities in several respects. Our world renowned Flying Eye Hospital, numerous endorsements from heads of states, highly educated and experienced volunteer medical staff, and our focus on long-term sustainability place ORBIS International in a class of its own.”

What I love about this organization is that it creates a sustainable infrastructure. They teach local doctors the necessary skills to cure blinding diseases. The interior of a DC-10 jet has been transformed into a fully equipped mobile teaching hospital. Click here to learn more.

Check out a human instead of books at the library.
For more information visit human-library.org

I went to the Hong Kong Science Museum. The top floors were meh. It wasn’t until I went downstairs where I found the exhibits engaging. The bottom floor reminded me of Science World at Telus World of Science. I figure it’s a prerequisite for all science centers to have a puzzle station and a bunch of hands on exhibits.
My favourite exhibit was The World of Mirrors. I enjoy illusions so this was up my alley. It’s a pretty simple exhibit when you break it down. It consisted of a combination of ordinary plane mirrors “set up and aligned in special ways to give unusual reflections.” Some of the highlights were the Mirror maze, Vanishing body, and total reversal.

I like the World of Mirrors because the audience become part of the exhibit. No photoshop done on the vanishing body picture above. You can probably build one at home using the formula of multiple reflections. This may sound complicated but it’s not.

Attention all screenprinters, book lovers and everyone inbetween. If you haven’t heard about Tara Books, click here now. You will not be disappointed.

“Tara Books is an independent publisher of picture books for adults and children based in Chennai, South India. Now in our fifteenth year, we remain a collective of dedicated writers, designers and artists who strive for a union of fine form with rich content. We continue to work with a growing tribe of adventurous people from around the world. Fiercely independent, we publish a select list that straddles diverse genres, offering our readers unusual and rare voices in art and literature.”

One of the highlights for Type Camp India was meeting the most jolly Mr. A and the Tara book Family, visiting the Tara book office and buying the most beautiful books in the world and getting to be the first foreigners to screenprint in the studio. The posters we designed might be part of a traveling art exhibition in Chennai.


See you soon Vancouver.

I’ll be leaving in the wee hours of Jan 12 and arriving in the evening of Jan 11. I had a wonderful time in Hong Kong. Mostly due to the amazing generousity and hospitality of Auntie G and Uncle E.

Hong Kong is an odd place. It’s a mix of east and west. Which isn’t very surprising considering it was under British rule until the hand over to the People’s Republic of China. I didn’t explore Hong Kong as much as I should have. I was little overwhelmed with the pace of life in Hong Kong. Over 7 million and counting. Crowding is an understatement. Also, I think I needed a little time to recoup from my travel to India. Most of my time was spent visiting family, eating, shopping and some sightseeing.

Hong Kong is consumerism at its best and I partook in this capitalist economy. I am not a big shopper as I rather spend my money on traveling and art supplies. However, I made an exception because clothes fit me nicely here unlike shopping in North America. I bought more clothes in 2 days than I have in 5 years (that’s not really saying much considering I buy only one to three new pieces of clothes a year and the rest are hand me downs ).  I couldn’t really avoid stepping into a mall as one is attached to almost all the MTR stations.

One of the best things in is the “Octopus rechargeable contactless stored value smart card used to transfer electronic payments in online or offline systems in Hong Kong.” I wish a system like that could work in Vancouver but we just don’t have the numbers compared to the 7+ million population in Hong Kong.

I would recommend the cable car ride (Ngong Ping 360). Thanks J for taking me. The Victoria Peak view would have been nice had it not be so foggy on the day I went up.

The next time I’m in Hong Kong, I’ll do some of the hiking trails and visit some of the islands. Hong Kong has some beautiful natural landscapes when it’s not being destroyed to make more room for highrises.