Stamp-ede

Chomp chomp chomp.

A pompous young lad.

Crinkle, crease, cropped.

An oversized package.

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Poppa's Pop

Dear granddaddy,

Today I shall be to you,

Crude and impatient,

Stubborn yet endearing.

Sorry Grandpa,

Hands in,

Hands out,

Go on rollout.

"Hey Poppa, what's that?"

Eyes up,

Face front,

"Don't look back son"

* * *

Eyes closed,

"Shh son... Poppa's sleeping"

Dressed in a new suit,

Italian suede too.

No tears for the years,

A drought is near.

With best interests at heart,

The other woman fears.

A great white bird flies into this room.

She rests by his head whispering "Darling, the close is at the end".

It dawns upon him that time stands still,

Past wrongs have yet to be righted in his final will.

Truth be told as best as able be.

A chicken, dog, snake, goat and deer?

A hundred days from today,

All will be real.

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Float

When I close my eyes,

Time slips bye.

Haunted memories rejoin me,

In my slumbering reveries.

Lightning strikes twice,

Once at me,

Twice it missed.

Black luck it seems.

Trapped in air,

Yet suffocating in it.

Breathe a breath,

Bubbles will make you float.

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Ee-Oh

I seek no answers,

For the questions I hold.

Want no attention,

May I ever be so bold.

You know not of this,

Experiences you lack thereof.

Asking you I do,

For replies you do not.

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The Sumo - Rai

Watch in HD and Fullscreen with speakers or headphones!

The Sumo-rai.

The atrocities of WWII shall remain un-mentioned and unsaid in this animation.

This is my take on WWII.

This animation is a depiction of the final fight of WWII, a wrestle for power after the Allied forces deployed the Little Boy on Hiroshima (6th August 1945) and the Fat Man on Nagasaki (9th August 1945). The Empire of Japan eventually conceded to unconditional surrender on 2nd September 1945, ending the war.

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Cutout

Skulking by night,

Roaming by day,

Plastered on these aged walls,

Flashing as you please.

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.20 > Forever 21

The bringer,

Of destruction and death.

A jammed lock,

The derailed track.

The purr of the Prius,

A scampering tangle of legs.

A relishing crunch,

A squeak and a yelp.

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Hydroglyphic

Let this life begin.

If it's not enough,

Is it the end?

I've lost my ways.

Vouching for puns,

It's my legacy.

The rushing of blood,

A stifled trickle,

A whisper of luck.

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Kurb

To trip, maim, and make you fall.

You grind and grind and grind.

Incessant insanity,

This war is madness.

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:)

Strip down to your favourite pair,

Of lemon scented,

Mint flavoured,

Red and white striped lovely underpants.

Kick open the shed door,

Tow out the buckets,

Shred up those rags,

It's sexy time.

Plug it into the socket,

Watch it fizz and hiss,

Curling slowly as it,

Shakes and vibrates to life.

Suck suck suck,

I command thee to,

Towards the points my finger directs,

Suck it all off the ground.

:)

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Blossom

Pickled paws in brine,

Eel jelly with thyme.

May our poetry always rhyme,

Petals blossoming into men.

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Quail

Swirls of colour paints the translucent glass,

Nimble and fluid,

It seeps through the matter,

Like blood through veins.

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Fleur

I'll follow you,

Would you follow me?

Through this exile,

I'd follow me.

I'll follow you,

In irony.

Through the lobby,

As company.

Miss Delacour,

Read my poetry.

Across desserts,

Into destiny.

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Cobalt

A dash of cobalt strikes the door,

Leaving streaks of cool blue,

Trailing down the cracks between the weathered timber board,

Seeping through years of tradition and superstition.

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Flamingo

Prrrrfgghhhh!

Stampede! Stampede!

A mass of pink feathers,

A robotic gesture.

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PEAS OFF!

I made a small teaser trailer for the upcoming 'The Sumo-rai' stop motion animation.
Stay tuned for more updates!

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Wattle White

I know its you,

Peeking in from my window.

And you know it's true,

Whether the wind blows.

The smell so good,

Like extravagant food.

Gather your tools,

And make me a rainbow.

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EXPLAINED : 割脈 Slit. Wrist. - An Animation About The Things We Don't Talk About

Death.
As living creatures, we all have a morbid fear of death. Our human-ly fear of the unknown, is an unconditional handicap. Our disability cripples us, forcing us to progress forwards with a crutch. We know not when it shall arrive; our departure.

Topics and discussions that encircle death are notorious for taboo-ness and escalated levels of tenderness as it is of our impairment, our soft spot. We are territorial and protective of our soft and tender undersides. Our primal reflexes, the fight-or-flight response; when in the face of death, guides us to cower, to flee. When death looks us in the eye, rattles our window-panes; his grin stretching across his gaunt skeletal features, revealing a toothy or toothless smile, all is lost. Death cannot be cheated.

Suicide.
However, instead of cheating death, one has the ability to quicken it. Any creature of conscience has the ability to stop life. To maim, to kill, to commit suicide. Reasons and factors that drive one to be reunited with death may be vague to some, but lucid to others. They who have lived, experienced a tryst with death, and lived again; they understand.

In this short animated film, I wanted to portray the importance of knowing. Knowing to prevent, knowing to ensure, and knowing to understand; what is occurring, recurring, and what may be of becoming.

One : A Grasp at Life

Like the High Place Phenomenon (HPP), upon nearing occurrences of death-related activities; surges of adrenaline washes through the body, making us tense and acutely aware : A Fight-or Flight response. There is an unbalanced giddiness in our mental ocean. Indirect confusion, the loss of judgmental skills, indecision.

Two : A Mental Note

A conflicted mind. Conscience urges you to hold fast, our primitive nature forces us to let go. A state of higher consciousness overrides the mainframe of the command centre. A greater force is in the works.

Three : A Cut Above

A choice of cuts. Like a steak, as juicy as possible; to get the most out of one opportunity, one cut. The cut above all.

Four : The Leak of A Lifetime

As the cold steel of the blade parts the delicate skin, slicing through the epidermis to nick at the intersection point where the Brachial artery branches off into the radial and ulnar arteries; you feel lightweight, almost free. The pass of the blade severs the artery, opening the flood gates. Your life forces seep through the slit in your forearm, spurting and gushing, your burden to be relieved.

Five : Spread The Word

As the 'burden' channels down, it sweeps away the cloud of permanent ignorance that shrouds the World in its feathery mist; shedding light upon the epidemic. The World has to know. The World has to KNOW. 

"THE WORLD HAS TO KNOW"

You are Jesus. You are Muhammad. You are Moses. You are Guru Nanak Dev Ji. You are Siddharta Gautama. You are the prophet. 

Six : Flipping a Finger

A host. A trustee. A stranger.
Holding him or her at gunpoint with your finger-gun, you hold him hostage. You hesitate for a fraction of a second. The cause has blossomed. You realise that it isn't entirely about you any more. You are enlightened. There is more. There is good to come. Your sacrifice for mankind.

His minute is up. You blast him with the full wrath.

Your time has come. His, has just begun. 

Seven : Taking It In

He begins to transform. The remnants of your mind anchors upon his memories. Your physical shell may have perished, but your ren lives on. 

From the parallel beyond, you watch over him. You are his angel. His bloodied wretch of an angel.

It appears muddy and disoriented in the beginning. He is learning to grasp the concept. The lines do not meet. Not yet.

Eight : Absorb, Ruminate, Feel

The burden is no more. With his power of humanity, he has altered the burden. Absorbing, ruminating, understanding; he begins to feel what it is to be alive.

"To die, one has to first; be alive"

The burden is now a gift. A gift of knowledge of such greatness, it renders any herculean tasks elementary. 

It is of becoming. 

Nine : Divulge

He is the divulger of secrets. The one who hears and listens. The living God.

His time has come, but before he parts this very land that he has been weaned and cultivated upon; he must share. They have the right to know.

Ten : Lifeline

The end. 
If he fails, there is none left to salvage; only bodies. 

It can be done. 
Just not today.

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割脈 Slit. Wrist. - An Animation About The Things We Don't Talk About

Here is my latest stop motion animated short, 割脈 Slit. Wrist.

Please watch in Fullscreen and HD mode

In this animation, I explore the taboo(s) where an unspoken rule reigns over the open discussions and sharing in regards of subjects and topics encircling suicide.

Many of us feel uneasy when approaching a delicate subject as such, and may prefer to overlook and ignore it in order to avoid discomfort and awkwardness. Once you decide to turn away, someone dies. These are the issues we are shy away from. The further we distance ourselves from 'it' or 'them', the more lives it will claim.

"Whenever you make the decision to turn away, to ignore; someone dies"

Sharing the pain is part of relieving the burden. We experience anguish in a form of exquisite beauty, channeling it through our veins; sharing via bloodletting, clearing and exit route for the encapsulated agony.

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Prepare Yourself

Jenny tells ya,

A tale of two tails.

One leaves a trail,

The other follows his tail.

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Crosshatch

Strange.

Bisecting shadows projected,

Crisscrossing without physically touching,

Mystique.

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Yellow Submarine

He scrubs,

I watch.

He scrubs,

I watch.

He scrubs,

I watch,

He scrubs,

I tug.

A shimmy here,

Wally there.

A nip, yelp and a little jolt,

A lug, nut and bolt.

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Curb Stomp

Over the sea,

Arriving in a foreign land.

Ushered at first,

Shoved headfirst.

Cages and claws,

Chickens and crows.

Bound by law,

Eaten raw.

Isolation,

Barred from contact.

Driven to the bone,

Mercy; gone.

The rising dawn,

A crackdown.

A meltdown,

A breakdown.

Bitten bites biter,

Slashing furiously.

Gnashing teeth,

Cross-eyed foal.

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Moaning Star

Rushing towards me,

A groaning mass.

Moaning wretched souls.

Writhing in death throes.

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Flail

With a crook and flail,

I command thee.

Nine lashes across,

Then three times more.

Chomping down on the wiggling mealworm,

The bass gulps it.

Hooks it by the side,

Flailing in game over.

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