its a weird feeling painting in the dark. the lack of light creeps up to you and leaves you feeling like shit in every single way
roy at Thursday, June 11, 2009 4:03 PM | 0 comments

there is nothing in this left for me and i can only choose to paint over everything with a thin veil of grey to not make a decision but made a decision not to.
roy at Wednesday, June 10, 2009 4:28 PM | 0 comments

i browsed through a single old photo of an excursion to Chinatown during my secondary school days. Looking at the familier all white uniform and our sweet young faces, those were the good old days they would say.

Photographs age like wine.
roy at Monday, June 08, 2009 11:48 PM | 0 comments

i tink its juz the time of the day when people think about the past and let the cold of the pre-dawm settle into their minds.
roy at Monday, June 08, 2009 9:50 PM | 0 comments

what i said has truth in it, and you know it, but brush it aside as excuses u find.
roy at Sunday, June 07, 2009 7:27 PM | 0 comments

shall take part in this year's UOB painting of the year
roy at Thursday, May 28, 2009 6:04 AM | 0 comments

these days, my sleep has been tremored by colorful and queer dreams, that leaves me wondering whether im back to reality as i peel open my eyes, and recall the ending scenes of the events that had happened.
roy at Saturday, May 23, 2009 6:53 AM | 0 comments