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KL on foot, drunk on art
14 years ago
On Saturday late afternoon, I was at the weekend flea market at Amcorp Mall. Jeff and I went there only once before, and it was a genuinely happy time for me. Glad to know it still has the same effect now. Great stuff here, inspiring. If you're in K.L., it's just off the Taman Jaya LRT station, on weekends only.
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Old man and cock
Mused a bit on something lost in transition to CDs/digital: lush, big art on vinyl album covers.
AmCorp Mall was also home to a lovely place for Padang food.
Sunday, I visited an exhibition based around the use of watercolours, Figure In Paint at Galeri Petronas, Suria KLCC. It runs till August, with activites like drawing lessons and paper-making interspersed, and admission is free.
Thumbnail'd preview from back of programme
Notable pieces include:
“Otak Merajuk” True to the title, there’s a tiny brain trying to climb its way out of the painting’s room.
“Tembak Keliling” A bunch of cops are firing their guns at the Fourth Wall. (Upon closer inspection, all the bullets point backwards.)
“Mindscreen” 100 pieces of 2”x3” canvas, and 9 pieces of 4”x5” arranged on three black walls in a special room. Each one with a gorgeous tiny surreal painting on it. Lots of bird motifs, too.
“All Of A Sudden I Missed Everyone” Sorta Dave McKean Lite painted directly onto the wall, plus some hanging paintings and a sculpture piece. At least one giant slinky fuzzy black wolf took up half the wall.
By the time I was in Central Market on Monday, I realised a theme to my wanderings: an experience of the lowbrow crafts-as-commodity, and the highbrow of artwork-displayed. Perhaps the idea where common or handicraft subjects mounted, interpreted or arranged in a gallery is a statement that art is indeed everywhere, on ground-level, well within eyeball reach. I don't mean it in the "rusty trashcan I picked up earlier" sense, either. There is a shortage of awe, an eye for seeing marvels in things we take for granted, both contemporary (the nasty, living sprawl of the city) and traditional (structures and patterns which withstood time and wear).
At the Annexe section of Market, was a cute and small, privately-curated exhibition: American Pop Art vs. Chinese Pop Art.
Didn't have time to visit the National Art Gallery before dinner with a cousin who's finally back from medical school in Russia, and some other galleries I hit were a bit blah so they're not getting airtime. =P
I'll be back in Kuala Lumpur for certain (as opposed to this terribly-short-notice trip) in early November, for an academic conference.
Owlstack
Cameras
Old man and cock
Mused a bit on something lost in transition to CDs/digital: lush, big art on vinyl album covers.
AmCorp Mall was also home to a lovely place for Padang food.
Sunday, I visited an exhibition based around the use of watercolours, Figure In Paint at Galeri Petronas, Suria KLCC. It runs till August, with activites like drawing lessons and paper-making interspersed, and admission is free.
Thumbnail'd preview from back of programme
Notable pieces include:
“Otak Merajuk” True to the title, there’s a tiny brain trying to climb its way out of the painting’s room.
“Tembak Keliling” A bunch of cops are firing their guns at the Fourth Wall. (Upon closer inspection, all the bullets point backwards.)
“Mindscreen” 100 pieces of 2”x3” canvas, and 9 pieces of 4”x5” arranged on three black walls in a special room. Each one with a gorgeous tiny surreal painting on it. Lots of bird motifs, too.
“All Of A Sudden I Missed Everyone” Sorta Dave McKean Lite painted directly onto the wall, plus some hanging paintings and a sculpture piece. At least one giant slinky fuzzy black wolf took up half the wall.
By the time I was in Central Market on Monday, I realised a theme to my wanderings: an experience of the lowbrow crafts-as-commodity, and the highbrow of artwork-displayed. Perhaps the idea where common or handicraft subjects mounted, interpreted or arranged in a gallery is a statement that art is indeed everywhere, on ground-level, well within eyeball reach. I don't mean it in the "rusty trashcan I picked up earlier" sense, either. There is a shortage of awe, an eye for seeing marvels in things we take for granted, both contemporary (the nasty, living sprawl of the city) and traditional (structures and patterns which withstood time and wear).
At the Annexe section of Market, was a cute and small, privately-curated exhibition: American Pop Art vs. Chinese Pop Art.
Didn't have time to visit the National Art Gallery before dinner with a cousin who's finally back from medical school in Russia, and some other galleries I hit were a bit blah so they're not getting airtime. =P
I'll be back in Kuala Lumpur for certain (as opposed to this terribly-short-notice trip) in early November, for an academic conference.
IT's TOO COLORFUL ♥ ♥
RAINBOWKAKKE
Also, our (US) pop art always seemed sorta odd to me, what are the opinions of it across the sea?