Hi I'm Sheryiin and this is my photoblog :)
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” 
― Marcel Proust                 (at Byron Bay )

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
― Marcel Proust (at Byron Bay )

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain

Hey guys ! 

I’m finally able to update a little ! It’s been really hectic these few weeks travelling and all but am really blessed to say that its been a great experience ! Australia had never been a country that I would take into consideration to travel to given my current condition but once I’ve visited this place and with all the breathtaking views and insights with lifestyles here , I have to admit half of my heart will be left here when I depart back to Malaysia so with this I promise myself that I will be back !  

“Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quiestest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.” – Pat Conroy

All these photos are taken at the NGV (National Gallery of Victoria) & these amazing pictures are credit to my boyfriend , check him out at or follow his tumblr as well at

If only we had these in Malaysia 😮#melbourne #statelibraryofvictoria #australia #vsco #vscocam #squaready #melbournestatelibrary #thedome  (at Melbourne State Library, The Dome)

If only we had these in Malaysia 😮#melbourne #statelibraryofvictoria #australia #vsco #vscocam #squaready #melbournestatelibrary #thedome (at Melbourne State Library, The Dome)

Fruitful day out !

Shoes on the wall-it means to chase away all bad things in Chinese :) #squaready #vsco #vscocam #penang #potd #shoes #wall #cage #malaysia #igmalaysia #igmsia #quotes #armenianstreet

Shoes on the wall-it means to chase away all bad things in Chinese :) #squaready #vsco #vscocam #penang #potd #shoes #wall #cage #malaysia #igmalaysia #igmsia #quotes #armenianstreet

I love the beach !  :) #squaready #vsco #vscocam #ootd #hnm #primark #flipper #penang #beach #malaysia #potd

I love the beach ! :) #squaready #vsco #vscocam #ootd #hnm #primark #flipper #penang #beach #malaysia #potd

The best! #vsco #penang #malaysia #crepe#foodporn #food #vscocam #outing

The best! #vsco #penang #malaysia #crepe#foodporn #food #vscocam #outing

Hello fish eye lens !  #squaready #potd #fisheyelens

Hello fish eye lens ! #squaready #potd #fisheyelens

Outfit of the night :)

Brewing thoughts: A place I called home


I’m very happy to finally have a place I called it a home, my website, likr finally!

Faced a lot of challenges when I was putting together my portfolio especially when it comes to decide which photographs to display. I am also very disorganized about photo storage. Multiple drives with multiple…

check out this site :) hehe 



Following Ang Lee’s second Best Directing win at the Academy Awards last night, this beautiful essay resurfaced. Here is my translation of Ang Lee’s words, written in 2006 (post-Oscar win). 

In 1978, as I applied to study film at the University of Illinois, my father vehemently objected. He quoted me a statistic: ‘Every year, 50,000 performers compete for 200 available roles on Broadway.’ Against his advice, I boarded a flight to the U.S. This strained our relationship. In the two decades following, we exchanged less than a hundred phrases in conversation.

Some years later, when I graduated film school, I came to comprehend my father’s concern. It was nearly unheard of for a Chinese newcomer to make it in the American film industry. Beginning in 1983, I struggled through six years of agonizing, hopeless uncertainty. Much of the time, I was helping film crews with their equipment or working as editor’s assistant, among other miscellaneous duties. My most painful experience involved shopping a screenplay at more than thirty different production companies, and being met with harsh rejection each time.

That year, I turned 30. There’s an old Chinese saying: ‘At 30, one stands firm.’ Yet, I couldn’t even support myself. What could I do? Keep waiting, or give up my movie-making dream? My wife gave me invaluable support.

My wife was my college classmate. She was a biology major, and after graduation, went to work for a small pharmaceutical research lab. Her income was terribly modest. At the time, we already had our elder son, Han, to raise. To appease my own feelings of guilt, I took on all housework – cooking, cleaning, taking care of our son – in addition to reading, reviewing films and writing scripts. Every evening after preparing dinner, I would sit on the front steps with Han, telling him stories as we waited for his mother – the heroic huntress – to come home with our sustenance (income).

This kind of life felt rather undignified for a man. At one point, my in-laws gave their daughter (my wife) a sum of money, intended as start-up capital for me to open a Chinese restaurant – hoping that a business would help support my family. But my wife refused the money. When I found out about this exchange, I stayed up several nights and finally decided: This dream of mine is not meant to be. I must face reality.

Afterward (and with a heavy heart), I enrolled in a computer course at a nearby community college. At a time when employment trumped all other considerations, it seemed that only a knowledge of computers could quickly make me employable. For the days that followed, I descended into malaise. My wife, noticing my unusual demeanor, discovered a schedule of classes tucked in my bag. She made no comment that night.

The next morning, right before she got in her car to head off to work, my wife turned back and – standing there on our front steps – said, ‘Ang, don’t forget your dream.’

And that dream of mine – drowned by demands of reality – came back to life. As my wife drove off, I took the class schedule out of my bag and slowly, deliberately tore it to pieces. And tossed it in the trash.

Sometime after, I obtained funding for my screenplay, and began to shoot my own films. And after that, a few of my films started to win international awards. Recalling earlier times, my wife confessed, ‘I’ve always believed that you only need one gift. Your gift is making films. There are so many people studying computers already, they don’t need an Ang Lee to do that. If you want that golden statue, you have to commit to the dream.’

And today, I’ve finally won that golden statue. I think my own perseverance and my wife’s immeasurable sacrifice have finally met their reward. And I am now more assured than ever before: I must continue making films.

You see, I have this never-ending dream.

Credited to Irene Shih for the translation.

Inspiring Story ! :D 

Today’s outfit :) 

it’a been quite some time ! Anyway met up with the  sze jie ! Love the flowing handmade skirt ! :D Can’t wait to see more of her handmade goods :)

Happy New Year !

 “I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.”
― Neil Gaiman