Go get it, it's not really that far.

"You take some mega-corporation like Starbucks. They hire some hip young design crew to make their brand appeal to youth culture. In describing their ideal demographic, they use terms like, 'Gen X' and 'Myspacers' and '18-24s'.

The design company proposes an aggresive wheat paste strategy entitled 'Starbucks - GenX Street Art Proposal V.1'. It's approved. The corporate logo is distressed, turned backwards and instead of a two tailed-creature, it's a mermaid with a Krylon can. In the name of Street Art, the cities are pummeled with the corporate sludge, every abandoned building has the gigantic 'Street Art' corp logo and without exactly knowing why, suddenly 17 year olds think Starbucks is the next 'Yo MTV Raps'. So.. Sprite, Nintendo, Dell, and the American Military all abandon their marketing strategies and launch Street Art campaigns. Pretty soon, sugar addicted, camouflage wearing, computer bruces and brucettes are joining the marine corps in record numbers.

Subsequently, they're sent overseas under the guise of protecting american freedom and democracy and all the while, a secretly installed government branch is buying all the Peruvian coffee beans at well below market value, so they can roll out a Starbucks chain closer to the source. Once the beans are bought up, coffee shops are springing up like daisies and the Peruvian cartel are trading half-caf vente double shots for crippled children. The kids are forced to the streets with propaganda pamphlets and wallpaper paste in a cartel managed effort to re-brand the organization in order to appeal to the youth of South American, something that was lost along the way between smuggling high grade blow out of the country and kidnapping corrupt poilitician's children. The dubious loop of street art continues with no end in sight.

It's truly a vicious cycle. Something I'm not really comfortable going into too much detail about."via king brown issue 2

I have a portfolio to complete. Why do I always feel so sleepy at 9pm?

I want my weekend love.

Something for the weekend.

• Final weekend at Cafe Cosmo: Serenaide performs live this Friday, and 10 DJs for Cosmo All-Stars on Saturday. Indie fans, your last chance to check out this fantastic little space before it goes.
• Singapore Portraits: A photo exhibition by New York-based portrait photographer Darlene Li at Basheer Books Gallery at Bras Basah.
  
• Off the wall: SAM's street art party.This Saturday, 9:30pm till late.
  

Check my camp mates out, too. They are performing for the Dumbass Slavery Inc Recruitment Drive at Toa Payoh Hub this weekend.

Singapore Biennale.

• Singapore Biennale: Running from 040906 - 121106, with over 85 artists from 38 countries.

I gonna volunteer.

Those To Come.

• Openstage: Something for the weekend.
  

Got to shake that jadedness out.

"POETRY du BLANC open-microphone sessions strive to celebrate poetry / prose / words at its organic state -- delivered in speech, in comfort.

Please, recite !
a prose, a poem, a letter, a page, a paragraph, a sentence, a word.
Please, picnic! cross-legged on wooden floors, surrounded by walls of literature in a cozy little bookstore.

Do bring along your own mat, cushion or newspaper. (Tea and snacks may be purchased at the bookstore.)

We would love for you to come join us for POETRY du BLANC session no. 4 happening at BooksActually / 125A Telok Ayer Street on 8.apr.2006 at 2.p.m.
and enjoy poetry and words in all its rhythmic, lyrical glory.

Au revoir!"

I missed the last one. I must go for this one.

"or uhhuh ai-bloody-mee." - 57%elizabethhurley86

Sometimes, I think we've got strange, hard-to-intepretate art forms that seems to strive more on getting themselves heard, than anything else because old, familiar traditional art forms are close to extinction and no longer appreciated. We are too caught up with other forms of living and our pragmatism just kills the simple enjoyment of old art forms altogether. You didn't have to be arty-farts to appreciate the art forms of the past that used to be just a past time. See, progress is an evil thing.

I could go on with this new theory that I realised after a fantastic coffee session this afternoon with Ezzam, this hilariously funny performance artist/film-maker/Singapore Idol contestant (he's a self confessed anti-RealityTVer, ironically. But you may just see him crying in the audition when it airs this May. And my god he sang a Disney song for crying out loud. "How gay is that?'' he said. Oh yes, he got through to the next round. ) all round Jack of All trades and my former art tutor Larry and his wife.

But it's back to work tomorrow, it's 1am and it's a bloody long week ahead.

Saturday's Poptart was fun, fun, fun. Read Belle's. I could go on but it's back to work tomorrow, it's 1am and it's a bloody long week ahead.