Johnston Lim

The Bare House  |  Bare.


Founder at The Bare House  |   Otherwise stated, I craft all written doodle and musings


Saturday, October 18, 2014
709/ You too must seek the sun

You too must seek the sun / Post-Production



Tuesday, October 14, 2014
708/ You too must seek the sun

You too must seek the sun / Filming resumes / 6 more fucking months


Sunday, August 31, 2014
707/ In the same light

In the same light of lightness, on hiatus, this period of quiescency. 


Saturday, July 19, 2014
706/ Mood of indigo

Mood of indigo / Thank you all for the kind wishes


Monday, July 7, 2014
705/ Portra 400

Musings from Portra 400, shot with Canon AE-1


Monday, May 26, 2014
704/ Bali

Bali / May 14


Thursday, March 27, 2014
703/ As I lay dying


Sunday, March 9, 2014
702/ 你和我獨處的房間

你和我獨處的房間 / I woke up one morning enormously worn out. I felt my tired bones. I adjusted myself at the far left edge of the head rest, overlooking your neutrality and adjusting myself to the still air that kept me oversleeping, then it's a minute later, then another minute, then another. 


Thursday, February 13, 2014
701/ Scenes of Musing

01/ Scenes of Musing


Wednesday, January 22, 2014
700/ Self

One way or the other we essentially become wounded and how effectively you've grown to become the persona of yourself. How everyone perceive you in their strangest way possible is irretrievable and misguided in means of abstracted impression. I enjoy musings or rather intricate introspection of the emotional process. Knowingly vulnerable to the aspect of daily commitment on this society and everything rigid and effective. I appreciate effectiveness, getting the job done and seeing results is necessary and it's part of life. Then there's a point in life where everything's worn out and everyone is exhausted, torn, some way or the other-torn by faith, worn by belief.