although i would agree that Dali had a rather disturbed mind, i still love how he likes to tickle the brain with surrealism. the ideas are rather playful and enjoyable at times, like the photograph he produced by throwing cats and water around. haha. i never knew he did such a broad range of work, from sketching and painting to fashion design to jewellery to film making to photography to stereoscopy to ballet to building a real surrealist place. i really enjoyed the short film that Dali made with Disney. how the music and the graphics made you want to dance and bounce away together with the characters. and loved how the forms merged and morphed into another. i think even if you are convinced that Dali is a nutcase, you would not deny that his drawing skills are just awesome, having the same kind of proficiency as Leonardo da Vinci. I was amazed at his ink sketches. jema was amused by how he made the cracks on the paint deliberately on certain objects in his paintings. and one random thing i found: his scrawly notes near his sketches are even smaller than shulin's handwriting! and he managed that even with his cursive scrawly writing style!
the next day i had the first lesson of the semester. it was quite a trauma to suddenly acquire a whole load of group work and also find out that i was leading BS the following week. besides, i don't think i had gotten over my previous trauma from skiing and was feeling lethargic and having bluish/purplish toes. but thank God this week was a lot better. the run helped, the wind is crazy, the purple toes persisted, but i am happy working away. maybe i am a workaholic?
i realised i haven't blogged about my skiing trip. i think my favourite part of the trip was the sleep on the bus. haha! i was sleep-deprived and it was so nice to sleep and wake up finding snow all around you outside the bus! poor agnes' skis were too slippery and she couldn't get anywhere or do anything before her knees started hurting so she had to stop early. the rest of us completed the proper training by the instructors. after that andrew and gang persuaded us to take the lift up and ski down since we've already paid so much for the lift pass. i shouldn't have listened to them knowing that i've got speed-phobia :\ the part when we were transported up the mountain was the coldest of the whole experience with the wind blowing in your face and not being able to move, but it's also cool to see the people skiing down below you. when we reached the top, i was scared and didn't dare to ski down, started cramping (prob cos we skipped lunch), kept falling (made myself fall whenever i got afraid of the speed which is very often) and took very long to get up and into my skis again after each fall (i think it's because i don't know how to do the asian squat), found out that we were late halfway down the mountain (and that wasn't good at all cos we came with another church group on a bus) so i started panicking and the trauma sets in. but we prayed and though at first i was feeling like jonah with the vehement (cold) wind that grew stronger, God proved Himself faithful cos we found a shuttle bus in the middle of the mountain because we had to walk as it was taking more time trying to ski and falling all the time. so we all got back down to the bus safe and in once piece and within half an hour late. will i ski again? wellsss, i'd say i'll need a lot of persuading. i wouldn't mind going just to sightsee and to build snowman though! :)