Hey there! Brian Dys here — I’m a visual and visceral person at heart. Ever since my mom lent me her old film camera, I fell in love with photography. All of my creative musings were exemplified by my second brain, the computer. This journey is a topsy-turvy ride of creative pursuits — from electronic music to UX design.
I enjoy every dull and wild moments of it — yes, this life of mine that I share with a woman named Jaycelle and a boy named Bryce. Take a peek into my kaleidoscope!
This is the greatest discovery in my grade school days in the early 90s.
The kids who got smirks on their faces know what this “magic chant” by Vic Sotto really meant.
So I baffled Jaycelle one day with this abracadabra and told her to write it down to know its meaning.
She still couldn’t get it so I rewrote it in a nice letterning so maybe one day we can hang it up on our wall and get our kid to ask, “what’s that poster, daddy?”
Here’s a series of posters with two words/phrases side-by-side – with the opposite meaning; some are about common phrases we always say in a sentence, like for example…
I heard it the first time when my friend from Malate, Ida, gave me a mix CD with 14 tracks. This particular song captivated me in a gloomy manner – just as Diana Krall’s Midnight Sun did. But the problem was that I didn’t know the title since she didn’t bother listing the track info.
Years have passed – and I am talking CD burning here, not MP3s in flashdrives – Android phones came into being and SoundHound found its place into my phone. I tried to scratch this long time itch and was I lucky to find the singer and composer.
Violet Don’t Be Blue is a song by Herbie Mann and sang by Cissy Houston (Whitney’s mom).
Don’t let this song bring you down now:
I’ve reached the depths of Google search results for “Violet Don’t Be Blue lyrics” – page 6 to be exact – and still failed to find the lyrics of this song. I even used different search engines like Bing and Yahoo! to no avail.
So I transcribed the song lyrics myself (I’m unsure of several lines, though).
A summer sun kissed a flower
And warmed an hour in May
On her young face
His smile dried the dewOh, but the time was coming near
When spring would light another year
Hear the cold wind blowing
Violet don’t be blueA wishing star closed his eyes
When Violet dreamed of love
When her hopes like her petals
All were newBut now her tears had turned to snow
Her heart’s a place icicles grow
Hear the night wind blowin’, singin’
Violet don’t be blue
The reason I wrote a thing or two about this song is because I’m experimenting on animated icons – wherein as the song goes, the icons animate the lyrics.
I’ll be posting samples soon.
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What does hair on your head mean to you? Definitely, hair (facial or wherever) – its meaning varies from culture to culture. I would not try to explore deeply the Filipino culture but my own (and maybe yours, my good reader).
This is the first hair on my head out of my mother’s womb:
Nobody could say, “I styled that hair” but nature itself. Until we’re one. Hair begins to grow into our eyes and onto our food. So mom and grandma morph into instant beauticians and take the bowl out of the kitchen to stencil our unadulterated hair to works of art.
What do you remember about your first hairstyle/cut?
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