SP: Stand Inside Your Love

Kurang Manis!

I've been busy and sleepless. I never got around to blog about the time I got my first theatre job, with the Instant Cafe Theatre company as projection designer in "Hero", last August, which was truly an awesome experience. And now here's my second stint with ICT, "Kurang Manis"!

What a year it's been. I am loving it, just loving it! Come for the show!

ps An article in The Star captures quite neatly the philosophy behind the show.

New Recorded Poem Online

In other news, my prose poem, "At The Doctor's Office", first seen here and has since been edited, is now collected with "Sempat" and "Left Incomplete" in the first volume of Voices From the Underground, an anthology of poetry from the Poetry Underground collective.

Hear me read "At The Doctor's Office" at The Malaysian Poetic Chronicles, with commentary. Want to see a live poetry performance from the Poetry Underground? Come meet us at Seksan's this weekend and get a copy of the very limited edition book!

Fun With Sharpies @ Tioman

A couple of marker ink sketches while at Tioman a few weeks back, in a small moleskine notebook.

At Salang Dreams restaurant, while watching the sunset.

Tulai Island aka Coral Island, seen from Salang Dreams restaurant.

Sketches @ Siem Reap

The cables for the scanner were lost during the move to the new house. Finally found them and now I can upload some new sketches.

I managed to find some sketching time while in Siem Reap a couple of weeks ago. It would have been nice to do some pieces with charcoal, but I only brought pencils and a small moleskine sketchbook with me.

At Bou Savy guesthouse

Bayon Temple.

Adrienne Rich: Transcendental Etude

No one ever told us we had to study our lives,
make of our lives a study, as if learning natural history
or music, that we should begin
with the simple exercises first
and slowly go on trying
the hard ones, practicing till strength
and accuracy became one with the daring
to leap into transcendence, take the chance
of breaking down the wild arpeggio
or faulting the full sentence of the fugue.
—And in fact we can't live like that: we take on
everything at once before we've even begun
to read or mark time, we're forced to begin
in the midst of the hard movement,
the one already sounding as we are born.

— Adrienne Rich, 1984.