Golden ‘Nigz’ Rong

The heat hit today, hot and humid. Can’t give anyone a hug cause its soo damn icky. So a picture says a thousand words. So Ima try this new thing, I’ll post my photos up and you just come up with a story of what is happening.

have fun hope this woks

That my friends is the title for the exhibition, that an acquaintance and facebook friend, Zhang Jie-Song. I went to the opening reception tonight.

Before even going up to the gallery, there was a line to get on the elevator to go upstairs. The elevator was only allowed to have 6 people on at a time. Upon entering the elevator, first thing you notice is that it was extremely dark, and light by a barely lit red light. Looked very much like a dark room. Maybe it was for the ambiance of the show or what, but it was weird and cool. When I got up to the gallery, it was packed, and it started to begin feeling like a sauna. With my sweat pouring out of my glands, i tried to not get it on anything. (thought, why wasn’t there AC?) Immediately, when looking at the pieces of art, i saw some amazing stuff. What i was most impressed with was works by Zhao Bo and Chen Nong.

Zhao Bo’s work was amazing woodblock prints. Here’s two that i liked a lot.

I was amazed with the use of color and the amount of effort it must habe taken to make these prints. Also admired the nice frames that keeps this work protected and up.

With Chen Nong’s work i didn’t take any photos of it, because it’s against my taking photos of photos belief. So what Chen Nong did was took film prints, and then hand colored them in, and had people dressed up or dress down, and it was just stunning the technique and also the beauty that his pieces hold. Here is a photo taken from the gallery site.

The show was pretty good, I liked the pieces used. I didn’t really get a chance to read the story that was being told with the news articles and such. I will probably try and go back to read the story that was trying to be told.

There she is,

I see, her, does, she see me?

What’s she thinking?

Who’s this chubby guy in front of me?

Who’s this Cute guy in front of me?

Is he going to just look at me?

And I’m just thinking to myself, why are you soo pretty?

Sitting there with your

Hair pulled back like a kid,

Wearing your big shades,

in your cute outfit,

Thinking, Should i talk to her?

But it’s too late, I gotta get off the train.

Back in the city, haven’t had much inspiration to blog. Maybe I have gotten writer’s block, or maybe my heart isn’t being broken and torn and shit.  Anyway, been down to Dumbo lately and its frikking awesome, i love it in DUMBO, gotta go get me a loft there with the crew.  Just been working, chilling, and getting on with my daily grind.

Saw Enchanted, yea that disney movie with McDreamy.  Saw it under the Brooklyn Bridge, and it was good, and Yes homo as louie would say.  Well it got me thinking, and then seeing other things.  Everyone is in a position where they are in love.  Love is what keeps us all going.  By that I don’t just limit it to that generic relationship type love.  I’m talking bout those things you do all the time that you love, that passion that keeps you going, that reason why you feel like shit sometimes, and the reason why things just ain’t the same.  I found love.  Pursuing my dreams is following this love.  I love photography.  The feeling you get when you capture a perfect moment in time, the way you have to try so hard to get it right.  The time i have to dedicate to finding these moments, the people i have met because of the my love.

I realized right now the reason i dont have anything interesting to write about is cause life is how it should be.  I wish i had more to write but i don’t.  So till i got something to run to my macbook pro about farewell. here’s some photos to enjoy

GOTTA GET MY NEW LENS

I was waiting till I was done with my finals and stuff to do this.  I guess it gave me time to reflect on everything that’s happened.  Well I’m done with my first year of College.  I think shit was fucking awesome.  Had my ups and downs, discovered many new things, made new bonds.  I feel sad that I am going to be leaving, but i got to follow my dreams.

I am going to miss those nights where we would drive out a 2 AM to go to the middle of nowhere, where we sat and just talked, how i wanted to take photos of these places but never got the chance to.  I’ve been missing it for a while.

Those nights where we stayed up till the sun came up and realized i had class at 8:05, fucking journalism.  The shortcuts we discovered, the fastest point from A to B.

Getting to know you, sitting next to you in Writing class, drawing my comics of you and i.  Hoping that eventually, you’d realize, maybe your with the wrong person.  I wanted to tell you, I wanted to spill my heart out and just tell you, but it just didn’t happen. So maybe you’ll understand eventually.

I am going to miss those nights, where we sat there, the three of us, you two trying to study, and me telling my stories, you two laughing.  Me just sitting there tell you the stories of how I messed up talking to a girl or the way i got into a nigger moment.  I’ll miss just sitting there late night and just chatting it up.  You two always giving me advice, and me never listening but there just to enjoy the chat.

Going to miss playing handball till 3 in the A.M.  Then going to Kelly and eating food that ain’t good for a person at 3 A.M.

All of you have made your impressions on me and we’ll meet sometime later in life, it is a small world after all =D

Going to miss all you who have made these past 8 months of my life quite memorable, so to you all.

I’m sorry I’m leaving, I wish it didn’t have to be this way, but gotta follow my dreams.

had a louie moment, i just bought it cause i thought it was cool, and spent too much.

Finally got to chill with Grace,

Saw what the life of an R.A. was, some hard work, gotta be nice to people, open some doors, walk around sit in an office. hard stuff, well mainly just being nice to people.

But the more important issue, its people where is my 9 comments. I was on a roll the past 2 entries have been droughts on comments, not cool people. Soo if you visit take time out of ur life to read this, please FUCKING comment. Thank You, and god bless

Urbandictionary.com defines a Nigga Moment as

So today in my art history lecture, there were two guys sitting in front of me talking loudly and disrupting my learning environment.  So eventually i got fed up, and i said

“yo shut the fuck up, i’m trying to listen.”

so the guy looks at me and is about to say something and i say

“you can talk about sucking each others cocks later”

and he turns around and shuts the fuck up the whole lecture and ocassionally looked back and grilled me.

i ignored it cause this dude wasnt going to do shit, if he was he wouldve said something earlier.

when lecture ended, he got up and said to me

“I demand an apology, me and my friend would’ve quieted down if you would have asked politely for us to quiet down” and i said

“Shut the fuck up, your fucking rude for talking like you hot shit” and he responds

“your going to get punched in the face later in life for doing shit liek that” and i said

“here you can take the first punch”  and i pointed to my jaw,

“fucking punch me bitch” i exclaimed.  Slowly the bitch ass motherfucker walked away with his cock sucking buddy, and i said

“punch me bitch”.

the moral of the story is, don’t cross my fucking line, fucking bitch ass niggas.

I was suppose to wake up at 7, suppose to meet Janet at 8 at Roosevelt.  That was suppose to happen, I woke up at 8:44, and I showed up at Roosvelt at 9:30.  When I got there, Janet really needed to pee.  Amazingly, she was able to hold in her pee for 30-45 minutes or longer.  Had morning porridge at Good Ole Fu-Wong. Got that Seafood congee, ahh good ole Fu-Wong.

Afterwards we headed over to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Yes, I made her cut school to go to the Met, haha. I had to go see a piece for my museum report. While wandering in the Met, I finally found the cool Modern art spots, not that bullshit shit. Saw Warhol’s work which i was like its alright, its cool looking. I loved Mao though.

I also saw Chuck Close works. I have to say, he gives modern art a good name, i can’t say bout the rest of the stuff in the museum. But Chuck Close’s painting’s are really fucking amazing, its soo real, and it actually looks like a photograph. Then his special grid style paintings, holy shit, its really amazing.  But those fucks who copied his style for the art competition are a bunch of fags for not being original.

Saw this cool stuff on walls made of the like foils, took an illegal photo of the exhibit.

Saw a light that every asian has in their household put diagonally, as i do, with lights i took a photo.

Then Janet had to show me the Gustav exhibit, and Origin of the World. This guys work is amazing, its so real, and its funny, and its just great. Usually the Met is alright, but Gustav exhibit you gotta go see it.  Also it is amazing how he self taught himself photography, the guy was int he 1800’s man 18 freaking hundreds.  Here is his painting called, Orgin of World.  It may be a litle vulgar for those who can’t handle this.

Amashing!!!

Doing my paper on this.

Then, we left, cause i had to go to work. Janet waiting at coat check.

Then we took some photos in the area.



Went to work, and i got my old kids again, their pretty cool. This kid is no n00b though, hes a level 70!!! Who fights for the horde.

Awesome first official day of Spring Break. Well Day and a half actually.

Came back yesterday on the good ole LIRR, almost missed that shit but made it just in time, cause I’m sexy like that. The ride was decent, slept didnt get robbed sounds successful.

Soon as i got home, i dropped my shit, got ready to go out to the hood. I went handle some business, my Road test is wednesday! hope i pass. I was at CPC, working making that bread. Afterwards went on the errand run with Louie, Allen and Adley. When we got to Uniqlo, Allen went nuts and tried to buy everything out of the store. Then we headed back to Chinatown without Allen and got food at Big Wong. Miss the Chinatown food na mean. Saw Louie Chalk it up.That’s a drawing of Adley haha.

Today went out to meet Kingston and Debby to get my macbook pro power charger adapter thing cause i forgot mine. I called Olivia out while waiting for Kingston and Debby. Suprisingly she wasnt doing anything soo i was like =O. While i was wandering round Columbus Park taking care of some assignments, I ran into Nick and Jeff OMG. So we started playing football with some of their friends. We Won 7-6, cause of my amazing play calling and pass. The play was Bitch Left right up down middle side. Jeff or Nick caught it, forgot but we fucking won.

Then we were hungry decided to go out and eat. New Chao Chao restaurant on Mott, not bad, it was pretty good. Then Olivia Showed up. =O omg Olivia. Haven’t seen her in ages, missed her much. soo afterwards we went back to columbus park. They have Saturday performances at Columbus park its pretty interesting, enriches Chinese culture man, and that song Shanghai Chaan.

yea , got this Emo shot of the couple. Then we decided to play football again cause Nick and Jeffs friends again. However this time my team was, Nick, Jeff, Janey, Chris, Olivia, and I (Thank you Nick). We went against 5 guys. We gave them a pretty good game. We had a good come back. We were down at one point 5-2. We came back and lost 7-6. But you know what Olivia and Janey did really good. Heres some Action shots. Chris isn’t in this cause he’s taking the photo after he cramped up his calf.

This is us in a huddle discussing the name for our play haha.

Check out my forearm brolic son, and the form, and how my ass looks soo nice here.

Nick saved the game here, it was amazing he blocked the pass.

Me, giving the heads up to crowd and curl and go deep.

yea, soo after the game, headed over to Mama Cafe with Olivia. I know Mama Cafe is eh, but them sandwiches is amashing. After wards went off to Battery Park City. Sat at Hudson River park watched the Sun go down, and realized it was starting to get cold. then spontaneously decided to go watch The Other Boeyln Girl. It was decent, Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson. HOT. The movie was decent, its not one of those movies ull always remember but it wasnt horrible like Gigli status.

After movie, went to bus stop waited for Olivia’s Bus, Then i went home.  Now I’m Bloggin and i have to wake up soon for driving lessons.  Great start, i’m out.  Winter pick me up from work please Thank You. =D<3

I found this while doing nothing procrastinating on facebook. I found this thing on this kid name Kevin Szeto’s photos. The caption to this is “Seagulls are just as good as eagles and mooses =)” When i saw this i decided to come to my blog and go WTF.

Way to proclaim all u do is advertise for a company, and think its cool to wear the same shirt in -12408320-458230-458 different colors. its cool to have a few but man if ur whole wardrobe is from Hollister r u fucking serious. I feel that you give us Asians a bad name. why?

because you are epitomizing the fact that we have no fucking identity. Asians are caught in between cultures. We said goodbye to our native cultures and traditions, and decided to be American. The only way to do this? You decided to look like every other asian,who is caught in between the flux of culture.

Us Asians sway between black culture and white culture.  Many a years ago, i remember asian children use to run around going im a gangsta, wearing that ecko, phat farm, some even got braids, and wore a du-rag and spoke like they were illiterate fucks.  just cause they thought it was cool.  They thought it was cool to take African American culture, and try to make it there own, by dressing like them and trying to act lik them.  But they never went through the struggles to udnerstand why they wore the baggy shirts and jeans, why they braided their hair.   You helped rape a fucking culture of its richness.

Then eventually being gangsta wasnt cool anymore.  So you decided to hop on the next bandwagon.  You joined the white culuture.  Where life was epitomized by wearing a logo on ur chest.  All the kids did it why shouldnt i?  It’s understandable life has its bandwagons and you jump on to stay cool.  However you still arent recognizing who you truly are, you have dumped your native culture for a fucking logo.  You are a walking advertisment, to the company, you are a walking billboard for them.

Good going, show the Americans were just a bunch of idiots who dont have minds for ourselves and wear whats considered cool now. I bet you were one of those kids who wore ecko when it was cool, wore roc a wear when it was cool, i bet you even try to collect sneakers. Wow i prolly have jsut described you didn’t i. Make your own identity motherfucker you aint impressing no one by wearing the same shirt in different colors.