Monday, November 16, 2015

Damn I've been stewing over some shit the past couple of days and now I'm ready to share.. The world has become increasingly more globalized largely due to technology, not only by disrupting institutionalized economic models and industries- but with those shifts come the cross pollination, assimilation, appropriation, and tragically, violent reactionary byproducts of differing ideologies. If I were to measure what social progress means to me in this era- in the face of extremist terror whether it’s state sponsored, religiously fueled, domestic or abroad- any person or group that believes in a centralized ideological supremacy risks the consequences of a one size fits all solution. To me, being cloaked in any flag means acknowledging the imperfections and missteps that plague any country’s exercise of their chosen set of ideologies. That by merely being a sore exception to someone else’s sacred beliefs, your existence is a threat to their very way of life. 

When I hear mind numbingly jingoistic cries of “attacks on our way of life” there is one part of me that immediately repels because it makes me feel like I’m being recruited for an army of mental slaves because I’m not sure which way of life I’m supposed to assume they’re talking about. But there is another part of me that readily accepts at the core of our imperfect reality- my very real way of life I enjoy is because of the proximity of my privilged nationality. A nationality that was inherited because of a lifetime of sacrifices made not only by a lineage of those related to me but also to countless suffragettes, social activists, free thinkers and doers, and anyone who has given their life to freedom- who all believed in a different, better world that gives voice, value, and equal rights to those who historically have been denied. Because of this, it makes me more vigilant about the milestone social progressions and strides that have sent loud messages to not just the rest of the world, but also to those of us living in these so called first world countries what can and does happen when people continually come together to understand the injustices and welfare of others that are different from ourselves. 

So when I think of how “our way of life” is being attacked, I think that though often times “our way of life” can be and is criminally imperfect and dysfunctional, it is important to continue to be critical of even our own ideologies because our interconnected futures in this global society are probably not as linear as we would like to believe. Peace is not a given. Achieving and maintaining it is a process that in this day an age, to benefit from it seems like a first world privilege and exception to the overwhelming toll of human suffering that has always existed. I think as long as the future doesn't slip into a complete "Idiocracy" type situation, there will always be hope.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Saturday, September 26, 2015

One word- WOW. One question- Peacock? One thought- soundtrack reminds me of the intro to "Amelie".

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Thursday, September 10, 2015


Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Fall classes are starting now..

Shout out to the HD reader who misses my musings. That's love right there. I don't think in the history of Heavy Discussion dot blogspot dot com have I ever not posted for an entire month. Forget almost two months! Fuck- blowing it. This blog used to operate as both an escape and an archive for my thoughts. But recently in the past month of launching Onto, it's been non stop; my point of view as an individual, as a designer, and as an entrepreneur are going through some major thresholds of transformation which is both scary and exciting. At the bottom of this post is a great Business of Fashion lecture about the realities of starting a "fashion" business. I recommend it to anyone who's ever thought about it or know people who have or are.

Picked up Wild Swans by Jung Chang in Hong Kong recently and am halfway through this epic book. It's given me a great insight into my own history as a Taiwanese/Chinese American currently traveling to China/Asia as much as I do. Most Chinese people do not talk about the past ever which makes this book all the more unique. I don't think there's any book like this out there and I just wanted to share it with others who are interested in the subject. It's also an incredible read for those who are interested in the lengths governments go to indoctrinate ideologies for the sake of "social stability".

"Wild Swans, in which 100 years of Chinese history is told through the eyes of three women (her grandmother, her mother and her), became the highest-selling non-fiction paperback book ever published.Translated into 37 languages, and selling more than 10 million copies, it established Chang as the spokesperson of 20th-century China, a woman who experienced the Cultural Revolution first hand – including her parents’ torture, her own brainwashing as a member of the Red Guard, periods of forced labour, and subsequent disillusionment – but who recorded it with a calm if moving dispassion." -

Friday, July 10, 2015

These remind me of my grandma (RIP). It's funny how sentimental the most common, mass produced items can somehow become meaningful and personal over time. So bizarre how there's actually a book that features this specific object as a token of anthropological significance. To quote the excerpt, these tins definitely appeared "all over the house". The book I came across is called "Visual Anthropology: Photography as a research method" by John and Malcolm Collier.

Natas almost always has an epic t shirt on.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

In it’s 220 year history, only four women justices have served on the Supreme Court: Sandra Day O’Connor (1981-2005); Ruth Bader Ginsburg (1993-Present); Sonia Sotoymayor (2009-present), Former Solicitor General Elena Kagan (2010-present). The latter two nominated by President Barack Obama. 
There are a lot of things that are constantly happening in the world, and this week is no exception. It’s been one hell of a week. I’m still processing it as much as the next person. 
“Progress on this journey often comes in small increments, sometimes two steps forward, one step back, propelled by the persistent effort of dedicated citizens. And then sometimes, there are days like this, when that slow, steady effort is rewarded with justice that arrives like a thunderbolt,” Obama has eloquently put.
Growing up I went to a non-sectarian, private girl’s school in San Francisco where as a Kindergartener and lower school student we were immersed in classrooms where countless portraits of historic American women filled the walls above the chalkboards like feminist wallpaper. Founded by a Women’s suffragist, our educational curriculum revolved around the names and contributions of American women, many of who made lasting strides in the struggle for equality. This formative experience undeniably formed a unique basis of my understanding of self and identity at a young age. 

To be taught that women are capable of great things at a young age is beyond empowering. To experience being raised by mostly a single mother, for me, was character building. To see three women sitting on the Supreme Court who continue to empower that legacy for others as our democracy evolves, in what will always seems to be uncertain times is a steadfast reminder that the future never announces itself, it arrives like a thunderbolt.