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Monday, August 22, 2005

And the curtain closes

I was at this Notthatbalai exhibition thingy cos Mien said that Drown With Me will be screened on Thursday.

I was pretty excited actually. I haven't seen the video yet.

And the idea of seeing myself chuck panties into an aquarium filled with a pig's heart and a picture of Fallen Leaves is highly appealing.

I got a little lost on the way cos I was never good with directions anyway. And I had to park my car some distance away from the bungalow. And I had to walk all by myself. On Hungry Ghost Festival. In the dark. Alone. With these things hanging in that huge tree outside the bungalow. Darn those artists.

Ben and Jessie were there. Sweet. Those two are inseparable, I'm telling you. And they become a pair of nitwits when they're together. But I like them all the same.

Of course, James was there. Look closely at the picture and you'll see that he broke an A-string. I didn't know what it was. Albert told me.

And then during the Q&A session, someone commented that "the chick in the video is pretty psychotic". Thank you, whoever you are.

Although I'd like to act all artsy and intelligent and in the know of things in the art scene, I have to be honest and say that I was only there because I wanted to watch the video. Of course, there were other good videos, too. Coupled with some kick-ass musicians who sang live.

I just didn't like the way the curators dished out their criticism. They were way too harsh. And believe me, if I wanted to encourage young people to delve into art, I wouldn't say something like, "I think that's an absolutely lazy piece of work."

Maybe I'm just not artsy enough to tell a lazy piece from a blood-sweat-and-tears piece. Maybe I should learn to take criticism with a pinch of salt. Or maybe, just maybe, the curators have put themselves on a higher pedestal than the rest of us.

You tell me.


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