Quirky, Quirky, Quirky...

Quirky, Quirky, Quirky...

Esencia de una Seducción
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Love this piece by Eugenio Recuen especially how the music fade in and out. I love the way he creates his mood pieces; It takes you away from here into another place, a fairy land where everything is possible, and time works in ways that you don't quite understand. At the end of it all, at the end of all the winding, we'll realize that it's enough just to sit with a loved one, and let everything else unfold  in its own time. If we get too caught up, we''' become just another wind-up toy lost in a make-belief world.

It's the facts that lie, never the stories....

;)

Impressions...

Funny how a little theory will appear at the back of your mind and it just does its own thing until it calls out to be expressed! Maybe the sudden change in weather triggered it. It was so hot the past weeks that it was as if an evil climate regime has succeeded in engulfing us in its fiery bubble, beating us down into a heated submission. Then in the last couple of days, it rained and the weather was cool and pleasant. People are more friendly and a stroll in the HDB heartland marketplace was surprising calm and refreshing. And just like that, we have gotten over the tyranny of the evil hot climate (and I guess awaiting its return sooner or later). Haha We also sneaked into Taiwan to escape the heat for a couple of days.

 Piece by Zhang Huan,
Museum of Comtemporary Art, Taipei

A lifetime of impressions - a simple way of putting life into perspective. Minus the impressions, and we're completely at peace. That's probably how meditation works, by cutting through the millions of imprints that we collect. Beneath the imprints is of course our true nature - who we really are - without the distractions. The "Who am I?", "Why am I here?" questions, of course, revolve around spiritual or/and religious arenas and are subjected to many different interpretations, but the essence is always the same. I mean, the truth is the truth, however you want to look at it. The "truth" however, is hard work and often requires a lifetime of commitment which seems incompatible with the values of modern society (blind faith to religious cause is the another extreme). So it comes down to impressions - We live via impressions. If we collect positive impressions, then life inevitably will be positive and vice-versa (the typical law of attraction theory).

 Another piece by Zhang Huan

One purpose of art is to break us out of this mode, as it presents to us another perspective of looking at things. It may not need to make logical sense; indeed it may serve to break us out of the logical mode, and allows us to experience a new phenomenon directly.

 Sensational work by Yoshitaka Amano,

Automotive paint and acrylic on aluminum panel

 Most of us are hopelessly in the middle, and hence we live average lives with our regular ups and downs. So if life as we know it is just a series of impressions, then really, they don't matter that much. Because they don't matter that much, it's easier to let go, and that's probably the first step towards a spiritual journey. Once we've become accustomed to 'watching' these impressions as they appear, that's when all the fun starts. We become more aware of our emotions, our  reactions and we are able to fine-tune them, and by doing so, become increasingly light-hearted.  Not that it is an easy thing to do, but it'll certainly add more spice to our lives.

;)

Dance me to the End Of Love

"Dance Me To The End Of Love"

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love

"A sex symbol becomes a thing. I just hate to be a thing."
~ Marilyn Monroe

Carry Me Away

I am involved in a freedom ride
protesting the loss of the minority rights
belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars.
All we demanded was our right to twinkle.

~ Marilyn Monroe

It's often just enough to be with someone.
I don't need to touch them. Not even talk.
A feeling passes between you both.
You're not alone.

~ Marilyn Monroe

I remain just one thing, and one thing only, and that is a clown.
It places me on a far higher plane than any politician.
~Charlie Chaplin

;)

catmasutra cat art exhibition: My Quirky Valentine

Make a date with the Cat!
My Quirky Valentine

Opening Reception:
Tue 2nd Feb 2010, from 6.30pm

Wed 3rd to Wed 10th Feb 2010 @
Alliance Française de Singapour
1 Sarkies Road, 2nd Level

Opening hours:
11am to 7pm daily

Or contact Ms Chen Man Lee
for appointments:
Cell: + 65 9675 7721

My Quirky Valentine is a quirky cat-art show that reveals and celebrates the innumerable diversities and expressions of love. As the Persian poet, Rumi would say, “A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.” Indeed, it is important to grow into the person that you are first (which is more a process of letting go then changing oneself), come full circle into all the unique qualities that define us, and when truly realized, reflects the universal. With this connectedness, it is essentially a celebration of emptiness that contains everything! And everything becomes a celebration...

 "Love Song", 30 x 30"

"The whole world lives within a safeguarding, fish inside waves, birds held in the sky... even the ground, the water, every spark floating up from the fire, all subsist, exist, are held in the divine. Nothing is ever alone for a single moment." ~Rumi

 "Square Root Love", 30 x 30"

The minute I heard my first love story

I started looking for you, not knowing

how blind that was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.

They're in each other all along.

~Rumi

My Quirky Valentine is about the thousand half-loves that fire our imagination to that which we truly love, the passion which fills our hearts and minds. As our hearts get  larger, it seems capable of holding more things, it becomes flexible, lighter, and funnier! In the same way, the more we hold on to our identity, the more solid our problems become. It always pays to look at the lighter side of things...

"Charlie's cat", 30 x 30"

"We are such stuff

As dreams are made on,

and our little life

Is rounded with a sleep."

~Shakespeare

"That Furry Thing Called Love", 30 x 30"

Love is a mainly-furry thing,
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring,
Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living,
The golden crown that makes a man a king.
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a mainly furry thing.

 "Come Fly Away With Me", 24 x 30"

Now to stand still, to be here,

Feel my own weight and density!...

Now there is time and Time is young.

O, in this single hour I live

All of myself and do not move

I, the pursued, who madly ran,

Stand still, stand still, and stop the Sun!

~May Sarton

Now, come fly away with me....

;)

Ode to the Rain 2009, catmaSutra...

Maybe it's due to the lack of seasons here that the rain takes on a stronger significance in deciphering the natural rhythm of time. I have always found the rain to be strangely alluring and familiar, as if revealing the rise and fall of things. Rain puts us in a different mood, albeit being portrayed as such in movies, it does have a strong subliminal grip on our senses. It swings us temperamentally into moods as disparate as sweet-coziness (think snuggling up in bed on a stormy night), introspection with a tinge of darkness creeping up, or as popularly portrayed in the folklore of  human kind, sadness, tragedy, romantic ups and downs, and the ultimate redemption. It seems inevitable that rain should be used in movies as it is such a primal mover of our emotions.

It was a very wet end to 2009, more so than I can remember in recent years. Time and again, I felt compelled to be out there with the rain, capturing the out-pouring of emotions (sometimes it felt like the whole world was crying but didn't know it yet...and i needed to document it somehow) Maybe because I've been painting full time for a while - time, the misunderstood condition of our time  - that means no more regulated time, no more 9-7, and the end of artificial and disharmonious rules that govern the way we live - freedom? Freedom is a wild creature and sometimes I don't think our 'society-conditioned' body is equipped to deal with it. We have to spend time with it, understand it, accept and then let it go...

I saw a swallow fly when I was writing this with its beautiful lines and traced the shape of its unrestrained flight. I watched little flowers appear on treetops as if by magic and white butterflies fluttering amongst it and these are road-side trees planted in the public car park behind my apartment!  There is indeed beauty everywhere if we have the time and space to see them. The mechanic who works in a shop downstairs would raise his song-birds to the treetops via a pulley system, while he sits in his rain-washed chair, listening to the chirping of his company of birds. Soften the heart and let it open, open to more of everything, the big and the small. Life is a simple paradox.The most valuable things are free and close by but difficult to find.  Our time here is short, yet it can seem like a long time. Life is tiny to the world and history of time, yet it means everything to us. Everything is connected, with threads tying everything together. How we move in turn move all the things that are tied to us one way or another. So don't just live. Have a beautiful vision. Hold on to it.Walk softly, live gently. 

Wishing one and all an inspired 2010!

;)