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#抓週計畫 #essentials #東西 #stuff English below👇🏽
文藻邀請我三月底去學校演講跟畢業生分享我的運動和創業人生🤓 為了海報我拍這張照片：展現我生活中的重要物品😆
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大家可知道我不太喜歡累積物品，而比較喜歡累積經驗 ~ 因此我擁有的東西大部分都是工具（讓我活的更好）！那麼不是工具的就代表我的人生風格！🤟🏽🔥
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🏄🏻‍♀️衝浪板：我的熱情，創業原因，真愛，精神來源!
🎒背包：跟著我到好幾個國家，好幾個會議。工作/旅行都有它
📋Get Shit Done牆畫：我們辦公室裡的畫=團隊的激勵句！就是要 get shit done!
🍱保鮮盒：環保主義，但常外食的我
💻電腦：工具，從創業到現在都是它
🔑鑰匙： 店，倉庫，家裡，貨車，電動車，腳踏車。我好忙😆
📱手機 ：又愛又恨的工具
📆月曆：控制時間，安排計畫的必備【工具】
🎧耳機：沒有一天不聽音樂或跟遠距離家人通話
⌚️手錶：時間管理
🍼水壺：水=生命。塑膠瓶=死亡
🍌香蕉：代表我為了保護環境與動物我選擇吃全素！
☕️咖啡機+杯墊：每天上班前一杯防彈咖啡
🧘🏽‍♀️瑜伽墊：平常在都市工作的我，每天需要至少花一個小時在瑜伽墊上，找內在的平靜和身體力量
🐺麻吉：我的狗。隨時提醒我要活在當下。保持單純樂觀的態度就能享受最簡單的快樂。
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So I got invited do hold a speech at Wenzao University in March, & they asked me to take this photo for a poster haha.. 🤓�You might know I don’t collect “stuff”. I collect EXPERIENCES. But the things I do own are either important tools for me (to make me live better), or they have a deeper meaning to me 💕
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🏄🏻‍♀️Surfboard：My passion, my source of energy!
🎒Backpack： Screw suitcases, I need to be able to run😆 Meetings, flights, surf, travel. This backpack goes everywhere.
🔨Get Shit Done：Self-explaining! Hanging on the wall of our office. The girls know this better than any other english vocabulary😂
🍱Tupperware：Screw plastic.
💻Computer：I got this one since I started my biz.
🔑Keys：Shop, storage room, home, van, electro scooter, bike… busy life xD
📱Phone：It’s a tool. Sometimes becomes my enemy.
📆Agenda：Time management.
🎧Earphones ：Can’t live without music & long distance calls…
⌚️Watch：Again time management. I feel naked without watch.
🍼Bottle：Water is life. Plastic bottles are death.
🍌Bananas：Representing my love for veganism and my effort for the environment & animals.
☕️Coffee & coaster：Bulletproof coffee before work.
🧘🏽‍♀️Yoga mat：One hour on the mat every day before work! Otherwise I might be hyper active. Or hyper grumpy.
🐺Maji：My dog. Reminds me to live in the moment, to be happy for no reason & enjoy the simple things in life!
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Nobody’s Fool　　( January 2011 )

Yoshitomo Nara

Do people look to my childhood for sources of my imagery? Back then, the snow-covered fields of the north were about as far away as you could get from the rapid economic growth happening elsewhere. Both my parents worked and my brothers were much older, so the only one home to greet me when I got back from elementary school was a stray cat we’d taken in. Even so, this was the center of my world. In my lonely room, I would twist the radio dial to the American military base station and out blasted rock and roll music. One of history’s first man-made satellites revolved around me up in the night sky. There I was, in touch with the stars and radio waves.

It doesn’t take much imagination to envision how a lonely childhood in such surroundings might give rise to the sensibility in my work. In fact, I also used to believe in this connection. I would close my eyes and conjure childhood scenes, letting my imagination amplify them like the music coming from my speakers.

But now, past the age of fifty and more cool-headed, I’ve begun to wonder how big a role childhood plays in making us who we are as adults. Looking through reproductions of the countless works I’ve made between my late twenties and now, I get the feeling that childhood experiences were merely a catalyst. My art derives less from the self-centered instincts of childhood than from the day-to-day sensory experiences of an adult who has left this realm behind. And, ultimately, taking the big steps pales in importance to the daily need to keep on walking.

While I was in high school, before I had anything to do with art, I worked part-time in a rock café. There I became friends with a graduate student of mathematics who one day started telling me, in layman’s terms, about his major in topology. His explanation made the subject seem less like a branch of mathematics than some fascinating organic philosophy. My understanding is that topology offers you a way to discover the underlying sameness of countless, seemingly disparate, forms. Conversely, it explains why many people, when confronted with apparently identical things, will accept a fake as the genuine article. I later went on to study art, live in Germany, and travel around the world, and the broader perspective I’ve gained has shown me that topology has long been a subtext of my thinking. The more we add complexity, the more we obscure what is truly valuable. Perhaps the reason I began, in the mid-90s, trying to make paintings as simple as possible stems from that introduction to topology gained in my youth.

As a kid listening to U.S. armed-forces radio, I had no idea what the lyrics meant, but I loved the melody and rhythm of the music. In junior high school, my friends and I were already discussing rock and roll like credible music critics, and by the time I started high school, I was hanging out in rock coffee shops and going to live shows. We may have been a small group of social outcasts, but the older kids, who smoked cigarettes and drank, talked to us all night long about movies they’d seen or books they’d read. If the nighttime student quarter had been the school, I’m sure I would have been a straight-A student.

In the 80s, I left my hometown to attend art school, where I was anything but an honors student. There, a model student was one who brought a researcher’s focus to the work at hand. Your bookshelves were stacked with catalogues and reference materials. When you weren’t working away in your studio, you were meeting with like-minded classmates to discuss art past and present, including your own. You were hoping to set new trends in motion. Wholly lacking any grand ambition, I fell well short of this model, with most of my paintings done to satisfy class assignments. I was, however, filling every one of my notebooks, sketchbooks, and scraps of wrapping paper with crazy, graffiti-like drawings.

Looking back on my younger days—Where did where all that sparkling energy go? I used the money from part-time jobs to buy record albums instead of art supplies and catalogues. I went to movies and concerts, hung out with my girlfriend, did funky drawings on paper, and made midnight raids on friends whose boarding-room lights still happened to be on. I spent the passions of my student days outside the school studio. This is not to say I wasn’t envious of the kids who earned the teachers’ praise or who debuted their talents in early exhibitions. Maybe envy is the wrong word. I guess I had the feeling that we were living in separate worlds. Like puffs of cigarette smoke or the rock songs from my speaker, my adolescent energies all vanished in the sky.

Being outside the city and surrounded by rice fields, my art school had no art scene to speak of—I imagined the art world existing in some unknown dimension, like that of TV or the movies. At the time, art could only be discussed in a Western context, and, therefore, seemed unreal. But just as every country kid dreams of life in the big city, this shaky art-school student had visions of the dazzling, far-off realm of contemporary art. Along with this yearning was an equally strong belief that I didn’t deserve admittance to such a world. A typical provincial underachiever!

I did, however, love to draw every day and the scrawled sketches, never shown to anybody, started piling up. Like journal entries reflecting the events of each day, they sometimes intersected memories from the past. My little everyday world became a trigger for the imagination, and I learned to develop and capture the imagery that arose. I was, however, still a long way off from being able to translate those countless images from paper to canvas.

Visions come to us through daydreams and fantasies. Our emotional reaction towards these images makes them real. Listening to my record collection gave me a similar experience. Before the Internet, the precious little information that did exist was to be found in the two or three music magazines available. Most of my records were imported—no liner notes or lyric sheets in Japanese. No matter how much I liked the music, living in a non-English speaking world sadly meant limited access to the meaning of the lyrics. The music came from a land of societal, religious, and subcultural sensibilities apart from my own, where people moved their bodies to it in a different rhythm. But that didn’t stop me from loving it. I never got tired of poring over every inch of the record jackets on my 12-inch vinyl LPs. I took the sounds and verses into my body. Amidst today’s superabundance of information, choosing music is about how best to single out the right album. For me, it was about making the most use of scant information to sharpen my sensibilities, imagination, and conviction. It might be one verse, melody, guitar riff, rhythmic drum beat or bass line, or record jacket that would inspire me and conjure up fresh imagery. Then, with pencil in hand, I would draw these images on paper, one after the other. Beyond good or bad, the pictures had a will of their own, inhabiting the torn pages with freedom and friendliness.

By the time I graduated from university, my painting began to approach the independence of my drawing. As a means for me to represent a world that was mine and mine alone, the paintings may not have been as nimble as the drawings, but I did them without any preliminary sketching. Prizing feelings that arose as I worked, I just kept painting and over-painting until I gained a certain freedom and the sense, though vague at the time, that I had established a singular way of putting images onto canvas. Yet, I hadn’t reached the point where I could declare that I would paint for the rest of my life.

After receiving my undergraduate degree, I entered the graduate school of my university and got a part-time job teaching at an art yobiko—a prep school for students seeking entrance to an art college. As an instructor, training students how to look at and compose things artistically, meant that I also had to learn how to verbalize my thoughts and feelings. This significant growth experience not only allowed me to take stock of my life at the time, but also provided a refreshing opportunity to connect with teenage hearts and minds.

And idealism! Talking to groups of art students, I naturally found myself describing the ideals of an artist. A painful experience for me—I still had no sense of myself as an artist. The more the students showed their affection for me, the more I felt like a failed artist masquerading as a sensei (teacher). After completing my graduate studies, I kept working as a yobiko instructor. And in telling students about the path to becoming an artist, I began to realize that I was still a student myself, with many things yet to learn. I felt that I needed to become a true art student. I decided to study in Germany. The day I left the city where I had long lived, many of my students appeared on the platform to see me off.

Life as a student in Germany was a happy time. I originally intended to go to London, but for economic reasons chose a tuition-free, and, fortunately, academism-free German school. Personal approaches coexisted with conceptual ones, and students tried out a wide range of modes of expression. Technically speaking, we were all students, but each of us brought a creator’s spirit to the fore. The strong wills and opinions of the local students, though, were well in place before they became artists thanks to the German system of early education. As a reticent foreign student from a far-off land, I must have seemed like a mute child. I decided that I would try to make myself understood not through words, but through having people look at my pictures. When winter came and leaden clouds filled the skies, I found myself slipping back to the winters of my childhood. Forgoing attempts to speak in an unknown language, I redoubled my efforts to express myself through visions of my private world. Thinking rather than talking, then illustrating this thought process in drawings and, finally, realizing it in a painting. Instead of defeating you in an argument, I wanted to invite you inside me. Here I was, in a most unexpected place, rediscovering a value that I thought I had lost—I felt that I had finally gained the ability to learn and think, that I had become a student in the truest sense of the word.

But I still wasn’t your typical honors student. My paintings clearly didn’t look like contemporary art, and nobody would say my images fit in the context of European painting. They did, however, catch the gaze of dealers who, with their antennae out for young artists, saw my paintings as new objects that belonged less to the singular world of art and more to the realm of everyday life. Several were impressed by the freshness of my art, and before I knew it, I was invited to hold exhibitions in established galleries—a big step into a wider world.

The six years that I spent in Germany after completing my studies and before returning to Japan were golden days, both for me and my work. Every day and every night, I worked tirelessly to fix onto canvas all the visions that welled up in my head. My living space/studio was in a dreary, concrete former factory building on the outskirts of Cologne. It was the center of my world. Late at night, my surroundings were enveloped in darkness, but my studio was brightly lit. The songs of folk poets flowed out of my speakers. In that place, standing in front of the canvas sometimes felt like traveling on a solitary voyage in outer space—a lonely little spacecraft floating in the darkness of the void. My spaceship could go anywhere in this fantasy while I was painting, even to the edge of the universe.

Suddenly one day, I was flung outside—my spaceship was to be scrapped. My little vehicle turned back into an old concrete building, one that was slated for destruction because it was falling apart. Having lost the spaceship that had accompanied me on my lonely travels, and lacking the energy to look for a new studio, I immediately decided that I might as well go back to my homeland. It was painful and sad to leave the country where I had lived for twelve years and the handful of people I could call friends. But I had lost my ship. The only place I thought to land was my mother country, where long ago those teenagers had waved me goodbye and, in retrospect, whose letters to me while I was in Germany were a valuable source of fuel.

After my long space flight, I returned to Japan with the strange sense of having made a full orbit around the planet. The new studio was a little warehouse on the outskirts of Tokyo, in an area dotted with rice fields and small factories. When the wind blew, swirls of dust slipped in through the cracks, and water leaked down the walls in heavy rains. In my dilapidated warehouse, only one sheet of corrugated metal separated me from the summer heat and winter cold. Despite the funky environment, I was somehow able to keep in midnight contact with the cosmos—the beings I had drawn and painted in Germany began to mature. The emotional quality of the earlier work gave way to a new sense of composure. I worked at refining the former impulsiveness of the drawings and the monochromatic, almost reverent, backgrounds of the paintings. In my pursuit of fresh imagery, I switched from idle experimentation to a more workmanlike approach towards capturing what I saw beyond the canvas.

Children and animals—what simple motifs! Appearing on neat canvases or in ephemeral drawings, these figures are easy on the viewers’ eyes. Occasionally, they shake off my intentions and leap to the feet of their audience, never to return. Because my motifs are accessible, they are often only understood on a superficial level. Sometimes art that results from a long process of development receives only shallow general acceptance, and those who should be interpreting it fail to do so, either through a lack of knowledge or insufficient powers of expression. Take, for example, the music of a specific era. People who lived during this era will naturally appreciate the music that was then popular. Few of these listeners, however, will know, let alone value, the music produced by minor labels, by introspective musicians working under the radar, because it’s music that’s made in answer to an individual’s desire, not the desires of the times. In this way, people who say that “Nara loves rock,” or “Nara loves punk” should see my album collection. Of four thousand records there are probably fewer than fifty punk albums. I do have a lot of 60s and 70s rock and roll, but most of my music is from little labels that never saw commercial success—traditional roots music by black musicians and white musicians, and contemplative folk. The spirit of any era gives birth to trends and fashions as well as their opposite: countless introspective individual worlds. A simultaneous embrace of both has cultivated my sensibility and way of thinking. My artwork is merely the tip of the iceberg that is my self. But if you analyzed the DNA from this tip, you would probably discover a new way of looking at my art. My viewers become a true audience when they take what I’ve made and make it their own. That’s the moment the works gain their freedom, even from their maker.

After contemplative folk singers taught me about deep empathy, the punk rockers schooled me in explosive expression.

I was born on this star, and I’m still breathing. Since childhood, I’ve been a jumble of things learned and experienced and memories that can’t be forgotten. Their involuntary locomotion is my inspiration. I don’t express in words the contents of my work. I’ll only tell you my history. The countless stories living inside my work would become mere fabrications the moment I put them into words. Instead, I use my pencil to turn them into pictures. Standing before the dark abyss, here’s hoping my spaceship launches safely tonight….

Feeling bored at home and love spicy food? Can try this #spicychallenge then. I thought it was all okay until when I need to visit toilet the next day hahaha. PEDAS tapi sedap~

PS: Make sure you get your water ready.

For you spicy lovers out there who want to take good care of your guts as well, restore the balance of good gut bacteria with #PROBIOME. PROBIOME has prebiotic and probiotic that helps you have a healthier guys and stronger body.

READ MORE: http://www.tianchad.com/2021/04/review-aemis-probiome-probiotic-prebiotic.html

- PROBIOME PROVIDE MULTI-DIMENSIONAL PROTECTION
- Perfect triangle of probiotics in PROBIOME (Lactobacillus, Bifidobacterium, Streptococcus)
-TWO types of PREBIOTICS: FRUCTOOLIGOSACCHARIDES and INULIN
- NO REFRIGERATION NEEDED
- SAFE AND RELIABLE (From the largest supplier in the U.S.)

【PROBIOME is suitable for people who are】
- Unable to lose weight even with exercises and controlled diet
- Underweight caused by difficulty in nutrients' absorption
- Having rough, dull, allergic and acne-prone skin caused by intestinal problems
- Living a hectic lifestyle with excessive processed foods and always eating outside
- Suffering from chronic constipation, always rely on detox products
- Experiencing weaker immunity, often fall sick
- Waking up tired even with sufficient of sleep
- Experiencing chronic diarrhea with foul-smelling stool

【MY PERSONALREVIEW】AEMIS PROBIOME
“I have a weak stomach, and I love to try out street food whenever I travel. Therefore most of the time I easily catch stomach flu or diarrheas if I ate too much of street foods. With the bio-science base knowledge that I have, I do know that probiotic and prebiotic are both very important and healthy to me to maintain a healthy gut.

After consume Aemis Probiome for almost a month, I can see that I have stronger immune system when it comes to food. For example, after I ate the raw crab, prawn and salmon dishes at @omgcrab in The LincKL, my tummy have no issue at all. I noticed I have better bowel movement and no pain when I excrete human waste a.k.a. poop.

It is very suitable for someone who has constipation or diarrhoea, loose and watery stools, so if you want a healthier gut like me. Try out AEMIS PROBIOME probiotic for better health today.”

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Ohayo Tokyo Konichiwa
Sumimasen I'm foreigner
I don't speak Japanese
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When you say Wakarimashita
I say Hitachi Toyota
Kawasaki Nintendo
Canon Sony Honda

I'm losing my way
Obasen where should I go?
Shinjuku so big
I need a Doraemon
You speak Japanglish
And show me body language
What can I do?
Where should I go?


No nonono
Makudonarudo (McDonald's)
Guguru (Google) Toiletto (Toilet)
Kitto Katto (Kit Kat)
Dizunilando (Disneyland)
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Sebun Elebun (Seven Eleven) Miruku (Milk)
Basu (Bus) Biru (Beer)
Sutabakkusu (Starbucks)

Ohayo Tokyo Konichiwa
Sumimasen I'm foreigner
I don't speak Japanese
But I love Ramen Tempura
When you say Arigato Konbanwa
I say Suzuki Yamaha
Uniqlo Toshiba
Casio Godzilla


I'm losing my way
Obasen where should I go?
Shinjuku so big
I need a Doraemon
You speak Japanglish
And show me body language
What can I do?
Where should I go?
Please take me home

No nonono
Makudonarudo (McDonald's)
Guguru (Google) Toiletto (Toilet)
Kitto Katto (Kit Kat)
Dizunilando (Disneyland)
Takushi go Hoteru (Taxi go Hotel)
Sebun Elebun (Seven Eleven) Miruku (Milk)
Basu (Bus) Biru (Beer)
Sutabakkusu (Starbucks)

Sarada(Salad) Hanbaga (Hamburger)
Sandoitchi (Sandwich) Soseji (Sausage)
Kohi (Coffee) Keki (Cake)
Aisukurimu (Ice-cream) Konbini (Convenience Store)
Furaidopoteto (Fried potato)
Esukareta (Escalator) Arukoru (Alcohol)
Bareboru (Volleyball) Besuboru (Baseball)
Basukettoboru (Basketball) Gorufu (Golf)

Makudonarudo (McDonald's)
Guguru (Google) Toiletto (Toilet)
Kitto Katto (Kit Kat)
Dizunilando (Disneyland)
Takushi go Hoteru (Taxi go Hotel)
Sebun Elebun (Seven Eleven) Miruku (Milk)
Basu (Bus) Biru (Beer)
Sutabakkusu (Starbucks)

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香港現在的疫情還沒有散去 我本來下定決心要脫離宅女人生的計畫
要去滑獨木舟去野餐去衝浪的活動全～部都取消了
結果最後自己在家野餐好像也是蠻不錯的（剛剛的決心呢？

這次影片很開心受到SOFINA Jenne透美顏的邀請
去年就已經有合作過一次 今年則試了美白款的飽水控油雙效系列

這次總共試了三個產品：
現在買有85折的優惠喔
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⇢透美顏飽水控油雙效化妝水
這款的質地類似精華 比一般的化妝水稍微更稠一些 但使用起來完全不會油膩
很輕鬆就可以吸收進皮膚 而且輕輕拍打近皮膚之後 可以明顯感受到臉部有保水的感覺

⇢透美顏飽水控油雙效水凝乳液
這個是我自己的心頭好 試用了一個半月 幾乎早晚都會用它
質地非常水潤 有淡淡的花香(不用擔心 完全不刺鼻 我真的很喜歡) 搭配化妝水 整個保水度會更持久!
另外這款可以幫助T字部位控油 讓接下來的上妝更服貼 讚讚

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最後一個步驟就是絕對不可以忘記的防曬!!
這個小小的一罐 有很高的防曬系數 SPF+ 50++++ 雖然係數高但不會油水分離
質地很～水 雖然是乳白色的 但是吸收進皮膚之後就會剩下一點提亮的效果 不會泛白～
另外如果是容易長痘痘體質的朋友 這一款是無油配方 不容易生長青春痘 可以安心使用唷～
有時候我只會上這個防護乳 加一點遮瑕和蜜粉就出門了(夏天嘛～)

透美顏家的產品價格上都相對是好入手的
所以如果大家有 像是夏天是油水分離的肌膚困擾 但預算有限 其實都不一定非要買專櫃的產品
符合自己肌膚需求的才是最重要的唷～

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