Lunched today at simply bread at robertson quay, with River Place in view. It was an unusually normal lunch with a friend (I would now call), whom we had spent that year 'battling' for our dear passion * design * on 4th level of soon-to-go Lasalle SIA campus block at Goodman Road. Tanny had her Club Sandwich and I, the Chunky Egg sandwich. It was absolutely yummy (just my share cost s$8.10, for which was loaned on the terms of simply grace extended by this dear friend. :D) It was simply heaven, just sitting by the river, biting into our chunk of stuff.I was shown STPI gallery, which holds the 27th Anniversary Exhibition of Printmaking Society Singapore.

It was not the exhibit. Out of 'no-where', I realised the art form as an expression of the diversity of human perceptions. There can be no explanation, no limitation. Or vice versa. It becomes your call. Definitely you can say I am wrong. ;)Gosh, so philosophical. A sign of growing up, I guess.
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