Planting Joy: The day of small beginnings
Today is my first making session with Su. Looking at this picture as I write, makes me think about how remarkable the venture of...
I think you would love it here.
It's been while since I've received a postcard. This one came today. A capture of an artist's work, seen by an artist, my friend Akai....
Three years
I remember this moment in my studio three years ago. On the left was a small study of a painting that I was going to make. On the right...
A flower
from a pack of 6 cleaning cloths from Seoul.
Art of Mishap
I was trying to make a composition with 12 pieces of dishwasher scrubs. I used masking tape to hold them to the wall temporarily but they...
The Compass, Lost and Found
Some days are especially hard. Amidst the mess I wander again looking for the Guide to true north This question was helpful. Since today...
Tidying up with a dance
Whenever there is a rush of ideas and creative work in the studio, I get overwhelmed. There are things everywhere in and each of them in...
Look, the walking bird.
It’s the myna bird again. They are such a familiar sight here where I live. Ever since one of them came daily to eat my tomato plant I...
Through the eyes of Guo Jie
This is Joel & Guo Jie. I met them while installing my artworks at Figment’s Gallery House. They were tasked to take portraits of me and...
Work-in-progress
Among the mess in the studio, there would appear clusters of objects in a stage of “forming”. At any point of time they may progress to...
Seeing with Joel
Joel came to my studio for brunch. I made him eggs and ham on toast, with some greens on the side. He decided to immortalise it by using...
Leading to be Led
“Your strength as an artist does not have to come from your best qualities or gifts. An artist can rise from a deficiency within himself...
The Studio as Heart & Mind
Today I took a picture of my studio space and realised how much it had changed since three weeks ago. I'm working on the floor now...
A New Collection of Cleaning Cloth
I started out as a painter and have never imagined this pile of household objects here to be my “palette”. How did it happen? Since...
The Gift of Leftover
Last Christmas my dear friend Su and her parents came by for steamboat at my place. Because my studio is at home, uncle and auntie got to...
This Rock
on my way to the loo on a mundane(day), this rock…, I know this rock… I collected it from an outdoor trip but abandoned it in this corner...