Evening break sessions at Foreign Policy take on various forms. One of which, and our most recent favourite, includes going a few doors down to Creamier for a cone (or a cup — different strokes for different folks) of ice cream.
One evening, not feeling entirely up for my cone of pistachio ice-cream, I hand my cone over to Min Min for a bite. “Wah.. this flavour is very jelak, and very heaty,” she goes.
“Feeling heaty” appears to be a trope in our conversations, so much so that Iryna (who’s from Canada, and is fortunately not subject to the arguably absurd notion) laments whenever it comes up: “This shit again..?”, “Heaty? Isn’t it always heaty in Singapore?”
Yet, those unfamiliar with the concept will soon learn: feeling “heaty” won’t resolve itself by being in an air-conditioned room; it won’t prevent you from developing a fever, a nosebleed, a sore throat, ulcers, excessive thirst or irritability, but having a glass of starfruit juice will (as Min Min will have you know).
It’s not so much a situation that manifests itself externally, but internally; kind of like a feeling, and often, feelings can be a challenge to describe. If foods generated a vibe or an energy, this would be it. Jackfruit and I have always been civil with one another, but too much of her gives me feelings of irritability. Likewise, too much of Lettuce has me lethargic.
In light of this, our resident health advisor Vanessa has shared some of her tips on the energy of specific foods — warranted by her mother’s age-old knowledge.
Oh hi, everyone. It’s us. Has our prolonged disappearance earned us the reputation of Zombie Boy? Or in other words, the boy who got lost in the woods?
Unlike Will’s disappearance, however, we’re pleased (or maybe in fact saddened) to announce that we haven’t encountered The Upside Down.
We’ve always been here.
But while we do continue to be chased by a hoard of demadogs (aka deadlines), some amount of effort has been made in keeping up with the rest of the world, and we thought we’d drop by to say hi.. to whoever it is who’s out here.
Alright, hard truths are painful.
From crying for help in between deadlines to rioting about the absence of a certain food centre, we’ve come to realise that we’re still really fond of talking to each other. So much that we are often left speechless when it’s time to update you on our thoughts about the the world around us.
Let us have some time to go under our tables and reconcile what goes on within our minds; we promise to come back with better things for ya.
xo, Foreign Policy
Ah … where should we start?
Haven’t you seen a cuddly furry little one on the sidewalk or one strategically self placed in the warmth of the sun and thought – “I want that”. I have, you probably have too, unless you are one of those cat haters who repeatedly comments on cat videos that dogs are better. Come on, #alllivesmatters #lovewins, learn to love a a wide eye kitty or JUST STAY AWAY.
Ok, got carried away, got slightly agitated there, i apologise. Now back to business. I’m writing this to kindly inform and educate everyone on the secrets of performing a catnap. The actual task is easy, but the preparation is slightly more complicated. It might be seen as an illegal act, but it truly depends on how you do it.
Silence, something almost unheard of these days. In a world of immediate communication, updates and repetition of information, we are loaded and saturated with almost too much sights and sounds.
In the rare moments of silences, it almost feels strange and unnatural, the silences when we run out of small talk, the silence when your mobile devices die and you realise that you have no idea what to do, the silence the morning after the party, the silence when you are stuck in the washroom listening to someone else doing their business in the next cubicle.
Of course, there are instances where silence can be appreciated and enjoyed. The starkness of the dawn, the silence that follows the breeze and the crashing of the waves, the silence of watching the sunset or the stars in the night sky, the silence of your own room, the silence of comfort.
Our longwinded politically-correct rationale:
Largely a design studio/consultancy/bureau/think tank, we want to recognise the purpose of our work in a wider scope, by delving into culture and design of all sorts. You can expect studio updates, thoughts, and explorations of our individual and communal interests. Maybe more questions than answers, but we are hoping to get a conversation going between you and us.