Day 74: WARP Book


[warp-book] noun.


1) A sketchbook/work book used during the WARP class by art students to plan proposals, write ideas, draft amazing works of art, or just draw pretty pictures.

2) A self made workbook by WARP sudents; students mistakenly believe that if they create a gorgeous cover design for their WARP book, the TA or professor will be so charmed by their pretty cover that they won’t even bother looking inside and conveniently give you an A+ for all your efforts.

3) A meticulously planned torture tool designed by art professors to make the already burdened student infinitely more stressed out. Also a tool to help students cope (create) more all-nighters working on their drawings the night before they’re due.

I personally thing that the third definition is the most accurate in general, though the second definition applies mostly to me.


Day 72: Raindrops are Falling on my Head

When gloomy becomes beautiful. When depressing days become the most inspiring.

gloomy but beautiful: contradiction much?


Day 71: Old Time

Old time, expired time, outdated time, ancient time, vintage time, enduring time, aging time…you get my drift.

No, not old "times", but just plain ol' old time. We all know time is outdated. Who even owns a watch these days?


Day 70: Sometimes…

Sometimes when you’ve promised yourself that you’ll take a photo every day for a year, you only cough up photos of a leaf outside your window. Well sometimes you don’t always need to take a winning photo.

And sometimes even leaves can have a menacing aura around them (I blame the red).




Day 69: Flying Saucer

There’s nothing much like turning your everyday items into alien spaceships.

Flying saucers were inspired by kitchen utensils. Who would have thunk?


Day 68: Don’t forget your pill

Pills, capsules, medicines….they’re a particular bunch, aren’t they. I’ve never really thought about them when taking photos but they can be an intriguing subject. Just think about how mysterious pills are in them selves, we don’t really know what’s inside, it could be sinister and deadly or it can be healing.

take your pill

There's suddenly a lot more to question about a pill when you open it


Day 67: Reflections

I have so much fun with reflections. And in case you’re wondering, it’s a glass table. That’s all I’ll say so I don’t ruin the magic of reflections to you.

Only a few bubbles remain in focus


Day 66: Wash my Dishes

That’s right. This is a lid.

Maybe the only flattering view of my kitchen (through the dishes).


Day 65: Emptiness II

This photo is a (unplanned) continuation of my previous photo, Day 54: Emptiness.

It’a  metaphor for loneliness, and I think this basket portrays it on a more internal level than the the chair version. What’s your interpretation?

What's sadder than an empty basket is an empty basket with holes.