J was a connoisseur of life. Ate the best, dressed the best, had the best of everything. He had taste and an impeccable fashion sense; Which made buying gifts extremely difficult. I hated celebrations involving gifts, cos I could never buy anything right for him (don't forget J is also descendent of the 'I love stuff' gene pool). This is a regret I carry to date...
In accordance to Taoist traditions, we have burnt mock-ups of iPhone, iPad, luxury cars, properties as offerings to his soul (J was well loved by everyone. My cousins went crazy at the religious provision store, we almost bought everything!). Our initial thoughts were to provide him with the best, to afford him the same lifestyle he had while living. He was a photography enthusiast, so it was elementary to get him a SLR camera to continue capturing breath-taking images of the nether world. When the store keeper told us they no longer produce the paper SLR, we went into shock. He then rationalize with the introduction of iPhone, there won't be a need for an SLR because the phone comes with camera function. Talk to any photography enthusiast, a camera phone can never replace the SLR. We then imagine J spewing a string of swear words without his 'toy', so we had to do something...
When W my sis in law broached the subject of making one for him, I was skeptical at first. She was ready to pay for the customized paper mâché at an exorbitant price (SGD$150!), I just had to stop her. Who better to make the camera but me. I didn't graduate top honors from design school for nothing. It's my chance to give my brother the best gift ever...
Nikon D800 |
If the camera had to be customized, it had to be done right. The camera in name is the Nikon D800; Top of the line in it's league. I jumped into research, sketching and calculating. I spent many hours thinking about materials and construction. And when I was at work, it felt like design school all over again. Perhaps it was fatigue, the process was hindered by frequent emotional outbursts and feelings of regret. As I clocked late nights making the camera, I had the radio tuned to my favorite frequency. Familiar songs brought memories of our childhood days to my mind. It was hard...but I managed.
How it looks originally |
The Basic Shape |
waiting for the right buttons |
Viola! Final product |
From a brown cardboard box, It turned into the camera that would finally please J. I filled it up with my anguish, fears and regret of losing him. It had tears, promises and lots of love. I am finally ready to move on.
J has left, but he gave me a wonderful sister W. He also rekindled the love for my parents and the bond of my aunts and cousins. I know now I will walk but not alone, because he will always be with me...cos he will always be my Kor.