Archive for August, 2006
↓ Sponsored LinksJunk Architecture in Africa and NEWater
1 Comment | August 30th, 2006
Talk about recycling junks, Sammy Ansah transforms refuse into objects of beauty. Sammy Ansah is an architecture graduate from the United States, according to Mr.Ansah, during his university years in New Jersey, he slept on the bare pine floor in his apartment and that is basically how he fell in love with wood. Read the whole article at BBC UK.
This reminds me of Singapore’s effort in recycling water, a tiny island with no natural resources and water, the Singaporean Government came up with this idea of recycling waste water into drinkable water. Yes, you heard me loud and clear, drinkable water from whatever thry flush down the toilet. The reason behind this quest to recycle the water lies in both Malaysia’s and Singapore’s fault, both party refuses to give and take, inorder to be a little bit independent, Singapore finally found a new source of water – NEWater and need no buy it from Malaysia anymore. The funny part is:
“In the landmark deal, Malaysia has agreed to divert its vast sewerage network across the peninsula into Singapore so that the island republic can have unlimited supply of human waste for recycling into Newater.” – PlanetArk
How to Charge the Pablo Picaso and Hokusai Way
No Comments | August 27th, 2006Legend has it that Pablo Picasso was sketching in the park when a bold woman approached him.
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“It’s you — Picasso, the great artist! Oh, you must sketch my portrait! I insist.”
So Picasso agreed to sketch her. After studying her for a moment, he used a single pencil stroke to create her portrait. He handed the women his work of art.
“It’s perfect!” she gushed. “You managed to capture my essence with one stroke, in one moment. Thank you! How much do I owe you?”
“Five thousand dollars,” the artist replied.
“B-b-but, what?” the woman sputtered. “How could you want so much money for this picture? It only took you a second to draw it!”
To which Picasso responded, “Madame, it took me my entire life.”
This reminds me of the Mad Poet, Hokusai (1760-1849) the great Japanese artist once said that – “At a hundred and ten years old, everything I do – be it but a line or a dot – will be alive.”
What are you worth? How much do you charge for the wonderful work that you do? How do you communicate your value to your clients?







