19 November 2007
It's been a month since the last post,
apologies and milkshakes for the hiatus.
Us cows were just taking a break after the WDNNE exhibition, and our day jobs at the farm have been chaotic (old Mcdonald had a seizure after overdosing).
So bear and graze with us, we'll be back before you can say
"What?! Cab fares are going up again?!"
21 October 2007
Many thanks to the Bastard for graciously sending these in.
Photos from the BURMA embassy taken a few weeks back.
Make love not war.
Free Burma, Peace.
03 October 2007
The following shots, which were taken long long time,
have been resurrected for your viewing plaisur.
Mostly taken around Bencoolen and Bugis yet again.
but hoops are passe liao.
Mr Cryptic says "Subscribe for life.."
to Yun Nam haircare (while hair stocks last)!
It's special ok.
Retail outlets are the happiest, next are your girlfriends,
even if you give carved stones or semi-destroyed origami stars.
But we cows believe that everyday should be Valentines day..
Sorry but we dropped out from Chinese classes :(
but we think it says; I *hearts* Chow Yun Fat!
(before you sue us, please note that we can only
pay you with our milk-money)
More traffic lights and cheese coming soon!
P.S. Please do check out the "We Dont Need No Education"
link on your right!
Brought to you by Purper Cow & Familia (tastes+RED inc.)
Public ArtRoar is officially under tastes+RED inc.,
but we are too lazy to update. Well, now you know!
19 September 2007
All the intensity of M. Night Shyamalan, with the fuss of 2-mins instant noodles.
Any other guesses to what the bins could be referring to?
(we know the real answer, but its no fun. Mooo)
04 September 2007
Phantom of the Traffic Opera
p.s. these pics were taken a LONG time ago.
Are these still there?
20 August 2007
But who cares?
Spotted along Bugis, opposite the national library.
We f*cking love this.
04 August 2007
Yes, we are feeling the much needed love from Ms Vanessa this week..
This self-proclaimed pink pig was trotting around Arab Street on 15th July, snapping all these pics for us. *gets teary-eyed*
Help!! What's SVC?
What the hell is up with Singaporeans and abbreviations, ah?
The cows favourite at the moment is TITO (tap in, tap out).
It's a SBS thing, but it sounds so dirrrtttyyy.
"Whatcha looking at you stupid cow, you wanna suck on me tito?!"
"Hey baby, you up for some TITO tonight?"
Yes, kill us.
Oh, thanks Vanessa! Much love, Oink Oink!
30 July 2007
20 July 2007
We are pleased to introduce our new series - HeartLanded!
This series will feature public art in residential areas (HDB only) from all over Singapore. We encourage aunties and uncles to go crazy with their handphone cameras and send us photos of anything worth mooing for (instead of just using it to check 4D and Toto).
First up is the very magical Marine Parade, where reclaimed land and imported sand come to life.
We believe that if you follow the arrow,
it will lead you to their trap...
And there they will force you
to buy outrageously overpriced D24 durians.
1. stoked (from urbandictionary.com)
"stoked" - adjective - to be "stoked" is to be completely and intensely enthusiastic, exhilirated, or excited about something. those who are stoked all of the time know this; being stoked is the epitome of all being. when one is stoked, there is no limit to what one can do.
"Man oh man am i stoked for getting splashed at during NDP!"
08 July 2007
when a certain man's gaze was felt.
She turned to her left and found...
a shrivelled Ethan Hawke on a bad hair day.
That was not what you said ten years ago, assholes.
SFAVFE TFHFE EARFTFHF,
MFOO... *speaking cryptic*
30 June 2007
In between higher levels./?
It's pretty cool because it's blue and water,
and water is naturally cool.
But a masterpiece? (read 3rd pic (if you can (if not, then ask)))
**Ya lah, all cannot see but all lazy to ask. Bluek.
"GRAFITTI: A form of scribbling art on wall.
This masterpiece is a continuation of the waterfall (on the right wall), with "blue" representing the coolness and calmness of water."
18 June 2007
Line 2: Lao fu zi - the adorable old man from a renowned Manga
Much love to our conspiracy theorist of the week - Has, for sending this photo in.
06 June 2007
and we came across a patch of grass that came straight from the loo.
Donna Ong's work at Raffles City, a part of Singapore Arts Festival Outreach Programme;
Project Eden: The Festival Nest
As said by the festival's holy website;
"Childhood memories, storybook gardens, lost hours of play... these come to mind as the membrane between the present and the past, reality and daydream, is perforated. An opening into a parallel world beckons and who can resist an opening?"
We were hoping the swing was made out of recycled materials too.
toilet bowls and stuff.
Up above, in a trailer far, far away,
there was a secret garden.
With a little contrast and maybe a few gnomes,
we definitely do not mind lazing here.
We came across another lady when we were up there,
and she was simply ecstatic,
"So clever! Who would have thought that normal things like these can become a garden!"
28 May 2007
It's one thing to be a rascist, another to be a homophobe.
Or maybe this is like a secret code...
We think this could have been an inside job *gasp*
You know say daddy me snow me-a gon blame
A licky boom-boom down
'Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me
stab someone down the lane
A licky boom-boom down
Oh my cow.
Maybe Snow did this.
The last time we checked, Wrath was gone, replaced by an even bigger wrath.
The following were taken around Raffles City;
4. Greed NOKIA presents Julian Something.
5. Sloth Tie a yellow bunny round the old pink tree.
Wild. Very wild.
To be continued...
16 May 2007
but these were spotted around City Hall ...
(we kinda forgot to get the exact road name/junction;
to be moo-ed shortly)
To be continued...
09 May 2007
Blogspot's bugs are as irritating as live bugs.
Due to the untimely bug attack, we shall leave you intimately alone with the pictures below, and deprive you of the cows' cheery, inspirational, thought-provoking (aka bullshit) chatter beneath each box of life-altering work of art.