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Independent Singaporean Literary Writer & Fine Artist

Meryl
(maiden nickname)

(Mdm.) Yeo, Yawen
(full maiden name in order of Surname, First name. Yes, when I was born I was already a ‘Madam’, as in Madam President rather than of escorts)

Registered in Switzerland* as: Ms. Yawen Schindhelm nata Yeo
*Only valid when spelt in full without variances.

“Blah blah blah” — Random People

~Under construction~

TRUEORIGIN is my channel name.
It’s never been a surname. It’s never been a virtual asset. I’m the sole owner. I’ve never been a virtual persona.

I’m firmly non-AI.
I’ve never been a model, but I have friends and ex-colleagues who were or are. In my early 20s when I was more on the showrunner side (preference), I looked out for them and often gave them a heads up on good jobs and castings. So in my late 20s when I became an air hostess, I got roped in a lot for gigs mostly on camera. That was a surprise for me, It was a lot of fun and the gigs were all paid. I hadn’t thought twice about anything, so I was touched that they really wanted to see me succeed and seemed to understand what I was doing and why. But basically yes those photos and videos I’ve shared of myself are real, that really is me in those settings with those people. But now the difference is that I am producing/representing my own creative IP, rather than just the face of someone else’s business or product.

The last photo of me published on an official source was on SingLit Station hosted by the Substation, for my 2016 Art of Zinemaking workshop (by Meryl Yeo Yawen — that’s me!). IUnfortunately Google AI’s writeup wrongly attributes my workshop and profile to a wrong person’s Instagram account. She looks subcontinental Indian and petite, whereas I’m Singapore Hakka & Hainanese Chinese with a much more distinct upper body profile — I was a junior Gold medalist in track & field (upper body) had the highest tied entrance score for Art Elective (gifted), won golds & distinctions for Cambridge English & Theatre (group, sound design tiebreaker) with recommendations from two of my English teachers to be sent to a higher gifted program that was better equipped and with global opportunities. Went on a detour, dropped out from Fashion degree and rubbed shoulders with the model crowd, eventually I paid my own International Tertiary school fees (Business/Finance). So yes, I look pretty distinct and even if no guarantees that you’ll find me conventionally pretty, pleasing or of a suitable age, people respond the way they respond so there’s no denying there’s appeal/a market for it. Unfortunately in the better half of the last decade, deceptive administration was used to make it look like I was on assistance or somebody else’s payroll/instruction when I was always paying in full to be independent. My instagram is handle is nodamnpie, and I’ll share my artist instagram account once I’ve updated it.

I have never had any children, real or adopted.

I do no Ghostwriting, no paid-for-hire.
I run my own practice as a standalone Artist.
I’ve never transferred or sold my IP/Copyrights or Channel.
No representatives. Please only deal direct with me.

I’m a happily self-sufficient business owner, running my own practice using my own original IP. I do no paid-for-hire or ghost-authoring. No AI. Took longer and rewards are slow to come, but seeing my priceless gains makes me realize it pays to make the tough decisions when it counts. I took a chance on me, listened to my heart and trusted my gut, invested in myself, and it’s paid off.

Since I made and hold the contracts as Owner, it makes no matter what anyone writes on physical paper after the fact. I’ve always emphasized a win-win situation over the traditional scenario where someone has to lose. People like it. We did great together, and shifted many things. I see it.
I’ve never stopped. I’ve never given up. I’m on my way.

I’m at present busy using my talents for myself, incubating, producing something to a specific high quality that meets my standards. There’s certainly a lot of plagiarism about, but its the existence of the originals that will tell on them and ultimately lead to the real source. Luckily, some of us have more faith in ourselves and in humanity than that, and a whole lot more life going on for us too!

I divorced Switzerland in Nov 2024, returning twice in 2025 to conduct my own independent investigations and put in place missing administration.

I’ve never been a refugee. That was just a rumour spread by bad actors/relatives who were angry and had tried to orchestrate my removal from Australia when I thwarted their plans to falsely/non-consensually declare me, my mum and brother as refugees for their own claims and government benefits because they had gotten themselves in huge debt. And I dashed their plans when I appeared in the local Melbourne (Australia) rags in 2011/2012 proving my success — there I’d put myself through school paying my own fees, and what I forked out yearly without complaint was enough to cover the annual school fees of 3 Aussies. The last local business I was hired to be in charge of frontend saw their daily takings shoot up by 50-150% and their public ratings go from a B- to an A+ in months from my direct in-house activities, training and restructure and our team enjoyed a zero attrition rate with 500-600% increase in tips from team vibes and mojo. We had 3 glowing articles in the headlines, all in close succession — I personally took the reviewers through the full PR and red carpet walkthrough, only an Owner can convey a sense of ownership and give them the confidence to write such reviews. Whereas among my critics in Australia was a dole ex-regular on a pity visa who’d been unable to find a job for a decade despite having 2 degrees and has been trying to go the charity case route and even drag me, my mum and brother into that charity case. They were angry as they’d been trying to convince everyone that they should listen to them and give them the helm but they kept making businesses lose money, while I never tried to convince anyone — I was seen helping businesses make money, find solutions and options, and raise their profile, but the problem was that I needed a certain amount of capital for business and was doing everything without any assistance on hard mode. For someone like me, of course I can just rent any junk garage and turn that into an oasis. I could’ve done it in Switzerland. But there’s no point if you own nothing you make or store there, none of the insurance companies or essential services recognize your ownership due to their administration while you pay top dollar for it, and everyone who lives there seems to know that full well. If those are the conditions, I might as well have donated all my works and belongings to the canton and criminals upfront and I could’ve even saved 5-8 years of my precious life and career, instead of letting them waste my time playing these stupid games in a 24/7 fake emergency pretending they’ve fooled anyone about what’s going on.

Also, some “friends” in Singapore seemed to confirm the rumours my relative was spreading because they didn’t understand how it was possible I could make it and felt I didn’t deserve my success or they were still singing the fatal tune of loser-pity to my newer supporters (who think they’re supporting a champ and were shocked at how I was sometimes being discussed by my own side), since they had only last witnessed my parents fall from the sky while I was a kid. By age 14 I had junior track/field gold/silver trophies under my belt, a bunch of original essays, a Distinction certificate for University-level English (UNSW), a team gold in National/Interschool theatre for my tiebreaking sound design (KMW '97, but in the real world at that age I had only just been able to fire off legal letters that successfully secured us dates at Appeal Court, but none of it mattered. They only saw how the adults behaved towards me after our family made the headlines when our cousins got kidnapped for ransom (it was meant to be us). Then there was some kind of internal squabble because my mum is Catholic, I got dragged despite being a never-baptized Freethinker and Ignostic. It was how they’d last seen me, needing to stay quiet for my life and in hiding, sleeping or otherwise being mostly harmless. Caught in a war between ruling elites who were ruthlessly purging the competition, and our family was descended from an even higher line since we had the direct bloodline of the ancestral rulers and war leaders of the commune that Singapore’s Founder couple Mr. & Mrs. Lee came from. Brilliant (sarcasm).

So when I went to Switzerland, some “friends” also slyly made attacks disguised as compliments to the Swiss side. Meanwhile the nutters in Australia also went apesh** and started emotionally trying to convince everyone I was a refugee or homeless, that they were me and should be ascribed my achievements. It didn’t help that a younger relative took some of my physical property from my Art Studio on Collins which people associate with me, like my full set of Rob Ryan “Other planets cannot be as beautiful as this one” plates, limited run posters, originals and other bits.

I paid my own school fees. I put together my own curriculum. Nobody did this for me. My earnings are from my own contracts, which I procured on my own after sponsoring my own independence in ways people said was impossible. Yeah, maybe impossible for them but why should they want to speak for me and why would I let them.

It’s been a challenge to find a mature enough society where romance or related favours are not constantly plugged as if it were the primary consideration for anyone’s life path/career and quite a number of these industry gatekeepers suffer from some kind of gaping maw of need which makes them feel like they never have enough. Some fine folks who worship the homogenous societies as gods on pedestals, decide the elevated talent is not for them and choose to go all out to destroy the person or disfigure them artistically. Just look at the multitude of European female artists who’ve had the misfortune of giving one of those guys a chance. They do it to their “own kind”. How would they do better for us.

As the Business Owner I’ve been busy conducting my own investigations and research, and am preparing photographs along with other developments in the pipelines which I’d been prevented from rolling out before.

I’m very lucky to have left Switzerland on the initial run when I found out what other players in their government were doing while I was trying to lay my “nest eggs” there. It was other players who were part of the Swiss government doing it, weaponizing government administration on documents only they could issue — there was never any issue from regular thieves or regular “stress” factors. There are no thieves, Switzerland is safe enough for you to keep your things unlocked and walk alone at night anywhere, anytime without worry. There’s nothing wrong with Swiss people or regular immigrants who clearly are earnest about doing their best, or going with what authorities tell them. Their government people struggled to grasp my profile, it was just too much information for them in one go which was too much of a shock, requiring a huge leap of understanding that they had yet to take, and all the while they had been under the impression that they were fairly advanced in that regard. It was just too much in one go and I was already having to scale back so much on contact to keep things constructive and for where it counts. Honestly — the man I married is the most tanned man I have ever dated. I still find it extremely amusing since I have never dated a brown person (just because real-life unions at that level are actually much rarer around the world than how it’s shown in popular media, we often work together with international teams but starting families is something else entirely), much less one who’s physically a white person (‘I had no idea you could even..’) with certain credentials that make for excellent ‘wrong party’ jibes, so I really appreciated the diversity in-joke and was game enough to wear the helmet. :) If anyone thought to humiliate us with that, they’re the joke — they’re just a little slow in realizing. In my life, I was always the diversity person, and always ensured we had a good mix of people who could genuinely respect each other — no outside politics, just honest work, the right attitude, bring what you’ve got and let’s go. That’s why my teams always did well, and it shocked people who subscribed to the rhetoric that we should be unable to get along and work with each other. So this produced some unexpected fuzzy and protective feelings in me and I felt they should have a chance to be restored to their full confidence. I have the ability to do since I was fully preserved after the fall and made it back up from nothing. Plus it’s not like anyone else with a strong-enough lineage dared to step up to the plate or face a force of nature; no one really likes to feel like you can read their deepest secret thoughts. They mostly just came at me like I’m a monster outside a castle, when I turned out to be other than pokemon. I’ve never published my material, so it’s all still with me and I’m extremely relieved. Now I have a real chance to create the great future that I deserve, with the opportunities that are already awaiting me through the groundwork I laid for myself before stepping foot there, and the great connections I have who are just now realizing what happened. I still look and feel great, and of course it’s hardly like I’ll keep it to just this blog and walls of text — just that due to my self-confidence and the fact that I actually like myself, I’ve been quietly enjoying my time and private moments. It’s tempting to take a little more time because as an extrovert I’ve shared my whole life with people since the beginning, tolerating a lot of intrusion, suddenly it’s all for me now and I’ve been in no hurry to share again too soon — but I’m here now and ready! :D That’s me, never sitting still unless I sleep (which I do a lot), always going for the great. My style is, no need to argue with idiots — My version of success will be the best answer. ;) It was arranged so that I had to temporarily make private my photos and profiles to prevent misuse, but that was a really stupid thing some people did to try and force me off. Once I step out into the public again with my profile and photos, the truth will be instantly apparent especially because I’ll never need to say a thing or even mention these governments and corrupt people in government establishments. I’m at the start of something great, probably about to step into the best time in my life (personally, for me), I’m gonna do some catching up with people from back home before it gets real busy and it’s time to leave Singapore again, which is an unsuitable environment for my craft and turnover horizon.

It’s far from ideal but I’ve been recuperating in the only place where people can be charged for entering and taking things since we’re registered as the property owners (and our identities can be traced back to pre-Temasek, multiple freehold title deeds and major headlines in the main local papers). There was just one instance where a domestic helper gave someone access to my room and they removed an A1 art print and some effects, while I was in Australia covering ground. When I was travelling across Europe and Switzerland last year, a Non-Resident subcontinental Indian tried to register a bogus business to my Singapore home address. So for precautions, my current room is in a huge clean mess and my belongings everywhere, to slow them down in case they try to pull one on me and exploit loopholes. Most people need a spartan room to keep things clean, but I have eidetic memory, professional tools and some knowledge of materials/chemicals so it’s no problem for me. Like I’ve said before, you never know where a person is at in their life and why they/ their lives look a certain way in one given snapshot so never judge a book by its cover. I have photos of what my space looks like when I actually own it and therefore can secure it. By the way, anyone can access eidetic memory. I’ve demonstrated it, showing the bridge as part of my works. One such incident in progress is recorded in a phone taping of my 2016 workshop, visible on my Instagram. At least 19 individual participants hold evidence in the form of direct copies made by hand, we did a bit of alignment together to get them through the labyrinth and they chose what to make of it in the temporary space. They can continue to use the bridge or just treat our workshop time as a sweet dream, up to them.

It’s very tempting to real-life hardcore level cap and endgame this now, but I now understand I’m no longer solo, sky’s the limit, and will pace it. There will be a sustainable rollout. I’m here. I’m on it. One human person/ lone woman army, scoffing in defiance at the idea that any person/entity, machine or AI could ever stop or replace me and/or what I do, nor ever take out the spring in my step or the joy in my life. Even if they run my entire works through AI just to say it was made by a machine so they can remove any mention of anything that would lead back to me while my work wins global awards and changes their entire industry. They pretend you’re taking shortcuts when you’ve proven to be the opposite your whole life and they’re removing the basics to stop you from getting started while pretending to help you — every bird needs a nest before they can lay their eggs. No one can start up where the setup removes your ownership and allows people in the chain of government providers and government-service middlemen to keep removing that nest or anything you lay, taking to use themselves while you’re still and pretending to help you or be supporting your craft — I mean what’s this, communism? Removal of private property ownership by weaponized administration and government services, while pretending to be a democracy, pretending to champion human rights or be “helping” you and pretending you “were too stressed” and “abandoned” what people in government organized to take for themselves? This has been a longtime key criticism of some of the most successful Western entrepreneurs and artists who had dipped their toes in, among other places, Switzerland and parts of Europe. If the best of them are already saying that, obviously I’d be looking at more productive ways to go against the grain and set up. Text entered by the human hand through platforms with chat functions are counted as real, especially where you show calculated intent seeking the person out by their specific private coordinates knowing what you’re looking for — it’s disingenuous to classify this as “AI” or treat it as having “never happened”, especially if you then seek this person out in real-life to complete a one-sided contract which the other party is kept unaware of you entering them into, such as non-consensually recording or capturing their physical in-person likeness and/or fully-offline original IP in any shape or form under false pretexts or completely different contracts, while you deny them consent to any fulfilment terms. You do it this way and the person remembers, they also retain full memory of the contents of their conversation and material.

In future, all these things will be traced. All the fake authors will fall away as the real ones are revealed; Some people get angry when they want your works or life to be a part of them, but they have no idea how to conduct themselves and maybe they think too highly of themselves as well, where they unhealthily think the answer is to then hurt or try to artistically disfigure you using something they pretend is good for you. The most valuable “things” will be of the human hand and unaltered human word, authentically lived human experience and real memories. The people who stand most to gain from destroying humanity, wish hard that they can replace any human being with AI and the like — well they’d better be prepared to fail hard too, ’cause they’ve grossly misassessed me, and for what it’s worth, here I come with pen and brush as sword. :>

Projects will be announced here.

Will post a video soon to talk about things & updates.