Monday, October 04, 2004
Insomnia48 has got to be the arts event of the year. While I didn't manage to go down for Saturday's 10pm-4am 'Sleepless in singapore' tour, my few hours spent there on Sunday afternoon turned out to be a fabulicious one. Apichatpong Weerasethakul's The Adventure of Iron Pussy so kicks ass that its wallpaper now occupies a permanent spot on my laptop (at least until my fascination ends). For now friends who accidentally glimpse upon my desktop background will continue to perceive me as the girl who's into campy thai transvestite porn.
L and I took countless pictures throughout the old parliament house that passers-by might have thought we were more interested in random shots of the surroundings and of ourselves than of the installations around us. Wholly untrue! We saw an artist who paints repeat images of her naked self, viewed videos of an artist who reads to corpses in the mortuary and watched a post-mod dance performance on the grassy lawns. How cool is all of that, on a lazy Sunday afternoon plus a leisurely stroll to the mrt station in the evening riverside breeze? So cool.
