Minimalism and shit

When I was sixteen, I dreamed of being a scientist whose mission was to cure major diseases. I held on to that dream as I did my national exams, and then entered junior college to further my education in the field of science (and taking up a special art program at the same time). Three weeks into slightly-more-advanced biology I decided I had no interest in knowing what is inside a nucleus, nor put up with pretentious artist-wannabes, therefore I jumped ship and entered a design school.

Fast forward almost ten years later I found myself looking like a technician in a Jil Sander lab coat and sunglasses that could have passed off as safety goggles. It was from the same season that made every blogger in the world do that shredded tee thing (myself included). I did it with a sweater and posted a photo here many years ago. It’s actually quite lolworthy but don’t bother searching for it because it’s buried underneath lots of crappy experimentations.