This is a photo of the books that are no longer with me and found their new home at Fluentspace – a great co-working space that has just started in Malaysia. No questions asked, no favours expected.

And these are books that I still feel very dear to my heart and it’s almost like giving my child away. I still remember the sections and passages that has completely altered my thought process and worldview: the knowledge imparted generously by these authors becoming part of who I am now and still acts like a guiding light for me.

Why I’ve decided to give them away? Well, the logical answer is that it’s one very long-overdued task on my to-do list – ever since I embraced the minimalist philosophy and my ideal is to own fewer …

Been digging through a lot of older artworks of mine that I didn’t get to post when I first drew them last year or so. This is one of those iPad finger painting art that I’ve done on Adobe Ideas before I became a fan of Autodesk’s Sketchbook. What I liked about the app is that the you can choose a colour swatch of only five colours as your main palette and the “constraint” does forces me to be creative in using opacity extensively to blend colours. (technically I can still swap the swatches – still it’s a bit tedious if I were to swap the swatches in and out)

Onto the art, it’s a bit of a reflection of how kids would admire the adults and wished that they would …

We are born pure, without pretension.

I may have grown up to whoever I am now, and yet it’s possible that I may not be completely born yet. I’ve been raised and get used to following and chasing what others has told us to do, what ideals we should pursue, what standards to meet. From time to time, I feel a cry from within – a thug felt in the heart, sorrow and misery seeping in and felt through my veins.

What do I feel, I could not explain.

May be, just may be, there’s an inner baby within myself – wanting to be born, to see the world with fresh eyes. If that’s true, please let it be born: breaking away the husk, the shell and the façade, let me be alive …

I couldn’t put it more succinct than that.

This particularly applies to my current situation when I find myself restless and constantly seeking out for answers. Combined with my natural tendencies to hoard, I would overload myself with information on how to do something, believing that I need to know everything I possibly can before making the move.

And I forget that the main barrier is actually not taking the first step to make it happens. It’s way more important to allow myself to stop and turn within, as there are answers that I couldn’t possibly seek from the outside.

Honestly I haven’t allow my intuition to flow through me. It’s time for me to slow down and cultivate a space for myself to tune in and tap into that …

This art is greatly inspired by Dr Jill Bolte Taylor’s phenomenal TED talk: to be more specific about it’s the second part of the talk when she tries to express her out-of-the-world experience during the time when had a stroke.

I really wished that I could expand further what transpired me during those mesmerizing moments listening to her and coming up with this piece of art. My own inept attempt to describe it is that I hold on to the concept of “me” (the ego), that I’m separate from other entities within this plane of existence. However, I’m having a belief, or rather a hypothesis if you would put it that way, that there indeed exists a collective consciousness that bind us as a unifying whole, or wholeness.

There’s no …