My Mini Exhibition! (Updated)

Dear Readers


I will be holding my first mini exhibition to showcase some of my acrylic paintings in MAAD (Market for Artists and Designers) Flea market on the 4th to 5th April 09. I will like to extend my welcome to you and your family (and everyone out there) to this two days event. Below is a short description of my exhibition theme:

Exhibition Theme
Under the impression of famous surrealists painters (eg. Salvator Dali) and a couple of modern and abstract art painters, MOOD Art was created by self taught local artist (Miu) who started painting in 2007 and till date, she has created more than 20 acrylic paintings and sold some.

The series of paintings you will see at the exhibition will include modern, abstract and surreal paintings, using not only acrylic medium, but also embellishments and materials. You will not find a replica for each painting, thus making MOOD Art exclusive and unique.

MOOD Art will introduce some of her works in this exhibition.


Details of the event:
My booth’s name: MOOD Art
Date: 4th - 5th Apr 09 (Sat and Sun)
Time: 11:00am to 7:00pm
Venue: Red Dot Design Museum, 28 Maxwell Road, Red Dot Traffic, Singapore 069120 (Nearest MRT Station is Tanjong Pagar)
Websites: http://www.maad.sg/about.htm and http://www.flickr.com/photos/maadsunday/

There will be many other artists and designers who will be displaying their works and talent too.
Show your support to local artists and please forward my email to all your loved ones and friends.

Hope to see you there! :)



Signing off,
Lee Fung (Yongling/Miumiu)

Cold Play - Viva La Vida

i used to rule the world
seas would rise when i gave the word
now in the morning i sweep alone
sweep the streets i used to own

i used to roll the dice
feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
listen as the crowd would sing
now the old king is dead
long live the king
one minute i held the key
next the walls were closed on me
and i discovered that my castles stand
upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain
once you go there was never, never an honest word
that was when i ruled the world

it was the wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in.
shattered windows and the sound of drums
people couldn't believe what i'd become
revolutionaries wait for my head on a silver plate
just a puppet on a lonely string
oh who would ever want to be king?

i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain
i know saint peter won't call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world

i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can't explain
i know saint peter won't call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world

oooooh oooooh oooooh

What have I been doing lately?

I know I know I have not been updating but thats becos am concentrating on other things that deserves my attention more than anything else. Am busy setting up a mini exhibition for my paintings and currently working on more boards for the exhibition. Besides that, am also busy with work and some online stuff which I will be setting up soon (the soonest I hope). I cant wait to get everything done up!!!!

Meanwhile, here's two new boards I have worked:

(This is named as "Africa")

(This is obviously named as "Peacock")

It happened again.

It happened again.

This time, I was still in my dreamy stage where I nearly fall asleep ard 1am. I remembered I was thinking about something with my eyes close and in semi conscious stage then suddenly a black shadow seem to have swerved passed my head and lie next to me. I felt his or her warmth against my back (I was sleeping on my right side) I feel some hair. I felt “it” snuggling against my back. It was warm, like a human body temperature. I felt its old cotton tee shirt against me. I shouted in mandarin “谁！！” and opened my eyes wide.

I looked around me without my glasses on. The fan was spinning. Light wind blew against my face. It was still drizzling outside my window pane. The splatter of the rain said to me that I am not alone. Then I heard the familiar snoring my dad in the room next to mine. I knew from the loudness of it, my parents did not close their door. That gave me some assurance again, in case I shouted again, they could hear me, hopefully. Then my brain sent me a message. “It’s a child. No, it’s a lady”

I looked around again . Wondering if it’s safer to doze off again, or open my eyes to see if it will appears right before my eyes. In the end, while trying hard to force my eyes open, I finally relented to the tiredness and fall back to sleep till the next morning arrived.

Its getting more and more exciting now. It is my imagination, or it really did happen?