ludicrously speaking

i saw him the other day. and no, i didn’t go to hongkong recently. i was on invite at a heineken green room session on thursday. the location was at a warehouse, filled with people dressed to impress. a japanese dj was spinning some percussion thumping tunes, unknown to me, as i was geared up for some serious drum and bass. Even so, the music was wickedly addictive and got me on my dancing feet in no time. But all that’s besides the point. I saw Andy Hui. Ex-flame of Sammi Cheng. Raw, in person. Cladded in t-shirt and jeans, wearing a cap, failing miserably to remain anonymous in the faceless crowd. And then there was William So, and finally *gasp!* Fiona Xie chilling out near the entrance with them. Surreal not star strucked. Strange combo i felt. Why am i putting in this entry? I duno. Maybe its the need to tell someone you saw a celebrity. And Andy Hui’s not your local starlet you expect to see around. Hmm. That must be it.

For the longest time, i’ve wanted to complete the book and lay my growing suspense and curiosity to rest. But work got in the way.. the mere average 4hours of sleep per night didn’t encourage my will to read.

Tonight, i stand before everyone in glittering pride for i’ve concluded my Da Vinci Code experience. As i flipped to the last facing pages and saw the words “the end” from the corner of my eye, a surge of satisfaction and clarity came upon me. Before embarking on this literary adventure, Leonardo Da Vinci’s works never intrigued me in any way. I’ve studied and read about the man’s work back in my art academy days, but the facts and researches i did seldom mentioned his more fascinating involvement with the Priory of Sion. If i knew better then, my presentation on Borticelli’s work in year one would have been a lot more engaging. (I vaguely recalled someone snoring at the back of the class halfway thru my presentation.) and definitely more convincing.

Even now, The Birth of Venus remains one of my fave Renaissance period painting. With my new understanding on how feminine-symbolism had such a intriguing tie-in with the the exonaration of Mary Magdelene,  i now look at these paintings with a whole new perspective and definitely a lot more respect. I understand i’ve just read a fictitious novel, but the startling revelation of many events mentioned in it were pretty persuasive. I’m leaning towards the truth of the Holy Grail more so than our conventional biblical take on the religion now. It could be just temporary influence, i won’t really know, but what i do know for now, is that i’m feeling mighty good about completing an great exhilarating book. Go read it, my recommendation.