I’m continuing to collect gates and grilles as we travel. This gorgeous art deco one was taken near Jonker Walk, Melaka. Whatever happens to the building behind it, I hope they save the gate. This one is at Sam Poh Teng temple, also Melaka. We went there to search out the Sam Poh well, which… Read more
Hello dear people, greetings from… not the road. Zedeck got a bad case of food poisoning, so we are like barnacles, clinging to home (and for someone, the toilet). After eating dry toast for two days, the poor man is much better, and we set off again tomorrow. Been looking through the photos and footage I’ve… Read more
I’m posting this from home. We’ve stopped in Port Dickson for two nights on our way up north – for laundry, for internet, for sanity. Tomorrow we go on the road again. I’m leaving all my art materials behind – the watercolor kit, brushes, color pencils, pencils, scissors, glue, fuckin’ stapler – and keeping only… Read more
Writing this on a clunky old computer in a hotel room in Johor Bahru. The view is of a highway. We spent the last two nights in Geylang, Singapore’s red-light district. The view was a row of brothels. Singapore is unbelievably close to Malaysia. Driving across the causeway felt like a biscuit toss over a… Read more
Roadtrip departure is happening today, but I still wanted to squeeze in a Fertilizer Friday. Fertilizer Fridays are interviews with artist friends. It’s about honest, casual conversation, sharing ideas + busting myths about being an artist/making art. Let me introduce a good friend and awesome artist, Varsha Nair. We met a few years ago in… Read more
Yes, me and non-husband Zedeck are packing up and going on a motherfuckin’ roadtrip. Here is our map: Here is our itinerary: I will be collecting visual material for my Epic Project. Zedeck will attempt to finish his epic book-in-making on the road. and and AND (oh, you will love this part so much)… We… Read more
Sorry for the lack of postings this week, dear readers. I’m back in Port Dickson after 10 days in KL. My trips to the city always turn me upside down, inside out. The first thing that greeted me when I got home on a rainy Saturday night was the sound of a cricket in the… Read more
