Tuesday, July 31, 2007
You Can't Eat Your Classmate!
Often I go into classes and there's the neglected, abused whiteboard staring back forlornly at me. Sometimes I walk in, and something wonderful greets me. The above doodle belongs to Tingwei of 2F. The drawing is simple and simply beautiful, and I like what it meant to me: it must be so sweet to get to the top of the mountain and enjoy the view, especially if you are a slow-moving tortoise! The bird was added by (who huh can someone remind me?), but it adds a very nice touch to the whole picture.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Sunday Special! - PAULZILLA!
Before the cool new Parade Square popped up, we stood on the Astro Turf in front of the podium. The announcements were read on the second floor, and there was a circular opening where Mr Lim lurked (haha, what a word to use). The announcements were lots some days - what with the prodigous amount of battles our students fight every day - so we'd stand there till the morning sun scaled the HDB flats and graze our faces. And although our faces glowed in the dawning light, our Asian eyes grew even smaller (squinting mah).
I created this farewell card for him cos he was such a BIG target for all my daily jokes. So, that was the last joke I could do of the big lug.
In Memory: King of Kowloon (Hong Kong)
Read in New Paper that a very famous Hong Kong graffitti artist passed away two weeks ago. I knew about him becos my favorite rap group Softhard (HK) used his artwork on their 1993 album.
The King of Kowloon's life was dedicated to his genius, madness and the singleminded pursuit of art at all cost. While I will not be bringing Sir Fong in that direction, I often ask myself the question: how much will I sacrifice for my passion? You can read more about him here:
http://espvisuals.blogspot.com/2007/07/rip-king-of-kowloon.html
Friday, July 27, 2007
Introducing Tiger
So, the bunnies' illegal experimentation with chemicals (see "Bunny Bubble Tea" Pt 1 to 3) landed them in the hospital. One bunny experiences a greater side effect than others . . .
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Bunny Bubble Tea
This was originally intended as the cover design for the second print of Sir Fong 1.
Friday, July 20, 2007
Sir Fong loves Star Wars
There's classroom pranks, and there's staff room pranks. This is not really related to my Sir Fong comics, but the attitude is the same.
A lot of teachers are avid toy collectors, and I can have some fun to relief the monotony of looking stern and sourly. A hastily-painted pair of eyes, some sharp teeths and a few centimeters of adhesive tape later, a fellow teacher's cute lion is now doing monumental battle with a Star Wars transformer.
And the winner is . . . the fuuuur-o-cious king of the jungle!
And here's Star Wars-inspired piece. (It's real. I daydream about this often in class.)
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Assembly
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Louder Than U
I have a big loud voice. Coupled with a bulldozer chin, I'm an unstoppable force of nature in class. As a new teacher, I deliver Science lessons with the subtlety of an Optimus Prime. Now I realised that a different kind of lesson delivery is more effective:
"Cos trust is what it's all about/My heart can't hear a word/When you scream and shout" - Love Me With Freedom by Sheena Easton
OK, so I learn some. But am still a Science Boom Box. Haha.
PS. U can click on the picture below for a larger version - cos then u can see the bunnies' expressions clearer.)
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Sir Fong at National Museum
Monday, July 9, 2007
Friday, July 6, 2007
Bunny In A Bottle
Bunny in a Bottle (right): this is a drawing by a student of my Killer Bunny. We were designing and launching soft drink pet bottle rockets (haha, 'pet' is so appropriate!) in the school field.
Below: Being a new teacher can be a stressful experience. I try to be cool, but the kids have a short cut to my heart. En route, they leave a bloody trail of destruction: broken limbs, slaughtered test tubes, kidnapped assignments etc.
Once there (your heart), they'll blow it up into little teenie weenie bits. Haha.