Sunday, February 26, 2012

When Cutting Pubic Hair as Part of a Performance is Slammed...

20 years ago, if you're old enough to remember, a public performance was clamped down and a new rating system is implemented to the ARTS and THEATRE, due to a scene in a play of a man cutting off his pubic hair on stage.

Rewind that to 20 years later, as of now, in modern times, an era where we are thought to be more open minded, you might wanna ask, has everyone of us really evolved? An open letter to the Straits Times below might help to shed some light on the issues of censorship and ratings.

From: Wen Lee
Subject: Open Letter to S.T.
Date: February 18, 2012 10:44:22 PM GMT+08:00
To: stlife@sph.com.sg

Dear Sir/Madam

in response to

“Why show Brother Cane again?”
The Brother Cane re-enactment should not be allowed. (Cane: Re-enactment Draws Debate: Life!. Feb.16).
Cutting pubic hair again? What is it trying to show?
There is absolutely no meaning in performing such an act. It is so silly, weird and crude.
Performance should be something that one can enjoy and not cringe with embarrassment when watched.” - Pek Li Sng

The Straits Times, February 18, 2012, page E8 (life! ;mailbag)

I was going to answer the quoted questions with just 4 words: “Because it is art.” although I would prefer to answer with 5 words: “Because it is good art.” But that would mean I need to write a longer letter and fear we do not have time and patience for it at this moment.

I am bothering to take my precious time writing this letter in response to Pek Li Sng because I had an interesting hour yesterday talking to students on invitation at the School of the Arts (SOTA) and would like to share the experience in view of these questions. I was nervous and apprehensive and maybe 10 minutes late for the talk and walked into an auditorium of applauding students aged between 15 to 17. The warm welcome took me by surprise. Apparently not all Singaporeans see performance artists negatively after all.

Giving them a run down of my work primarily working in performance art, squeezing in my personal philosophical take on approaching it from painting based on a comparative study between Chinese painting and Western art of self-portraiture. As quick and swift as a staggering man with Parkinson’s disease shaky fingers could managed the slides; I ended with my contention that performance art is equally valid in Asia, not merely a borrowed or imitation of Western opulence or outlandish individualism.

I worried on my way to the school how I should frame my 1 hour talk to such young students whose faces shone with innocence they glared back at me brighter than the fluorescent lights in the auditorium. With relief I self-consciously skipped my slides of nudity in some of my performances with the excuse of lack of time. But my worry of having not being able to communicate a complex subject that usually required longer time frames to get across less informed public or young audiences were laid to rest when I was inundated with intelligent questions I never quite expected in Singapore.

Performance art is a language of individualism but it is part of our history just as much in Asia as in the west. We may have come from a different side of the spectrum however we are on the common rainbow of human cultural evolution that is still going on and may only halt if we fail to take measures to overcome this crises ridden world by not heeding signs of straining needs of change and growth. The failure to allow changing behaviors due to evolving consciousness is just as important as other more apparent contribution to our survival or to avoid impending extinction. Our culture in the east frowned on individualism favouring group oriented social behaviour. It is reflected in our language as idioms like “knock down the nail that stands out” or “a camel in a sheep’s pen” discourage uniqueness and overt display of any extra ordinary or non-conforming opinions and deviant behaviour. It may be good to ensure the interlacing social fabric to gain strength and intensity however it discourages leadership and creativity or even risk taking that are helpful if not utterly necessary for enterprises and entrepreneurship to grow and develop.

The studies in social sciences such as sociology, anthropology and psychology show how the leaders in shifts of cultural behaviour were often seen in the beginning as anti-social disruptions to accepted norms but later may gain wider approval or even be installed as a new status quo that may then be again dethroned by later deviant directions seen as innovators for those who supported them. Our traditions today were once also deviating from previous social norms and need to shift with later generations either renewing them or updating them to changing social values.

Looking at the revamped educational directions in Singapore regenerated my hope. As our society seems more entranced by prestigious art from either well recognized internationally famous foreign stars or less expensive regional South-east Asian artists who are able to produce with comparative advantage due to lower costs of living. Even after gaining support the need to keep abreast with bureaucratic stringencies of licensing checks and censorship controls not to say contradictory pursuit and keeping track of the dissemination of arts funding drains our once organically inspired creativity and spontaneity.

Although I had often articulated the qualm that our much heralded plans of making Singapore a hub of art and culture lacked credibility unless the tertiary institutions showed more interest in serious study and research of art and cultural dimensions. The recent attempt in allowing young students to specialize in art and gain knowledge of performance art at a tender age of 16 is a huge leap of faith from where we came from in the late 1980’s with the oft misunderstood initial raw performances of Tang Da Wu, Amanda Heng, Zai Kuning and Tang Mun Kit during the gung ho days of the Artists Village in Jalan Ulu Sembawang. The eviction gave impetus to homeless artists to seek co-operating with various who had resources in using urban spaces. Mean time the younger artists emerged like Josef Ng who brought new energies that gave new perspectives and scathing daring untested strategies.

The event at 5th Passage was another step up the evolutionary process as the young women heading it Suzanne Victor and Susie Lingham had enterprisingly connected with management of Parkway Parade to use a space under-utilised yet easily accessible to city dwellers. They were able to connect with managers of businesses to help the experimenting iconoclastic artists doing what would usually seen as “silly, weird and crude” to be accepted and discussed in fact served as research what the academia did not offer. Due to the outcry of a misguided cultural officialdom our efforts at creating an event to regain community in the contemporary time of artists heading towards fragmentation in disparated individualistic directions for individualism that is not necessarily detrimental to our society were judged unfairly as a threat to internal security. It was 1994 just twenty odd years ago.

After my talk at S.O.T.A., I spent another hour fielding enthusiastic young thinkers asking mature sincere questions beyond the short heavy handed closed questions or statements of Peh Li Sng. Such short but crisp utterance smacks of authoritative intolerance that shows our intention to be a cultural hub of sophistication need some loosening up if not more soulful interventions beyond that of monetary investments. Instead of condemning such laudable work not only of the artists but the organizers of the event we should take pride that artists expressed themselves in Singapore in unique relevance with compassionate sensitivity and well studied research to express human emotions of pain and suffering in sympathy to fellow human beings in our society whether past or present. Under the production of a festival organized by The Necessary Stage continuing the pioneering efforts of 5th Passage in urban strategies, using corporate finesse to re-instill community in a fragmenting society, Loo Zhi-han performs tomorrow in a new rendition with his personal take revolving his life based on meticulous research. Within it he is re-enacting Josef Ng’s performance of ground shaking historical interest that it reverberates in us so strongly 20 years later.

We have gained a new consciousness that many other countries took longer to attain if not still struggling with out-dated ideas. This moment is one of Singapore’s unique cultural historical milestones. To some this may be profanities best unheard and buried however for those who follow cultural turns in history with objective scrutiny may instead find it a sacred qualified blessing. That is why we want to see ‘Brother Cane’ performed again and again for we have learnt to see that his was an act worthy of art. We have learnt to appreciate performance and would not cringe with embarrassment even if pubic hair was seen and cut for we only care to empathize with higher levels of compassion.

LEE Wen


So have we really evolved? Have you evolved?






Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Annoying Taxi Uncle

Adi is in a cab. He is about to be late for his date with his sayang. Throughout the whole journey the taxi is moving really slowly and stays on the extreme left side of the road. A construction lorry overtakes the taxi. Adi loses his patience.

Adi: Uncle. Can you step on it?

Uncle: Cannot. Traffic is busy.

Adi: What do you mean it’s busy? There is so much space in front of you, I swear that even an elephant can leopard crawl its way in between and still be alive!

Uncle: Sir. What leopard crawl you talking about?

Adi: Uncle. The way you drive is very slow. Even my grandmother drives faster.

Uncle: Is she still alive?

Adi: What?

Uncle: Is she still alive? If she drives fast fast, maybe she died kena accident.

Adi: Fuck you! She is still alive and kicking and if she is in your taxi right now, she will kick your ass!

Uncle: Sir. Why you so vulgar?

Adi is fuming by now. He takes out his perfume and began splashing some to his neck and hands. Uncle sneezes.

Uncle: Wah! What is this smell? You know I’m allergic to perfumes!

Adi: Really? Okay.

Upon reaching the destination, Adi pays the uncle. Adi opens the door. He puts his left leg out and decides to splash some of his perfume onto the taxi’s back seats.

Uncle: Eh what you doing?

Adi: Don’t worry uncle. Even if you’re allergic and gets into a sneezing fit, you will still stay alive and will not be in any accident, judging from the slow driving for the past gazillion years I was inside your taxi just now!

And there goes Adi's resolution of wanting to be a nicer person...

Monday, January 02, 2012

The Plan for 2012 (Part 3 of 31st December)

By the end of 2011... Wait. Rather, it was by the end of 2010 that I already knew how my 2012 is going to be like. First of all, I was already approached by Anderson Secondary School to be their director for their Speech Day in 2012. This is funny cos what happened was in 2010, I helped them to direct their play for their Speech Day 2010. In the first place, I was only an assistant director, but due to some complications with the original director for that year, I was then moved to be the director in 2010. In 2011, they wanted me to help them direct their Speech Day once again, but they approached me too late and my schedule was already packed to the brim. So for their Speech Day 2012, they ensured themselves that they will get me as the director, and they booked me down way earlier in 2011… I’m blessed that way.

And towards November 2011, I was also booked down for a touring road show sponsored by SMRT. 33 shows in 4 months. AMAZING!

And in December 2011, I was also approached by a director to act in a production: Sonnets for an Old century, and the concept is interesting! It will be a THEATRE BY THE BEACH in Sentosa! On top of that, I have also booked a few slots of erm… a course that I had been planning to take all these years, but had only managed to put it into actions in October 2011.

My boyfriend, being my muse at the moment, has also inspired me to further improve my qualification, in paper temrs that is, and so by April 2012, I am hoping to have gotten a place in a local university.

With all that in mind, I have also decided to pen down my resolution in 2012:

a. To read 30 books.

b. To watch 30 movies.

c. To watch 5 plays.
d. To increase savings in the bank.

e. To set up a company/different blog with a different direction.

f. To get a D***** L******

g. To be involved in 3 productions

Of course there are other things that I want to achieve, but at the moment, I was not able to quantify the goals, and therefore I shall not put it into my list of resolution for I will not be able to gauge if I had accomplished it, or otherwise. For example, to be a better boyfriend to my other half- you can never really quantify that, neither, can you safely tell yourself that you have been one, cos once you become a better boyfriend, you’d still want to stretch yourself to be better than better. If you don’t even bother to stretch yourself, then I guess..erm.. I’m not even going to go there. I am not a relationship expert anyway.

So there you have it. 2012 for me. While others think of the end of the world, I decided to just think about life and how one can make it better….

Sunday, January 01, 2012

The Forming up of Resolution 2011 (Part 2 of 31st December)

So in 2010, I decided to take charge of my life again. This is of course not the first time that my life took a turn. In 1999, I was watching Backstreet Boys’ concert with my GF. She went goo goo gaa gaa on that guy, whats-his-name-again? The blonde? Oh yes. Aaron Carter.

I looked at him.

Yeah. He is cute. But I am also cute. The only difference is that he is much slimmer, so when he wore those baggy jeans that expose his boxers, he actually look like a man oozing with sex appeal. When I did it, I looked like some round pimply teenager who just took a dump in his pants.

So I changed my lifestyle. No eating after 8pm and jog every weekdays from Jalan Bahar Camp to Jurong Point and back. Unfortunately, by the time I saw the result, the GF is no longer by my side. Broke up.

The other life changing turn in my life was when I broke up with my third ex-BF. He said nobody will ever find me sexually attractive anymore. So once again, I changed my life and get my fitness regime back in place, and got the body that I wanted.

So back to the story. 2010. No job. No idea how to sell myself cos I have never took charge of my life for a very long time. I was very complacent. No. Wait. If Oxford ever invented a word to describe the state of beyond complacency, they would have put my name in their dictionary. Word of the year for 2010. I guess.

But one thing for sure, I am always thankful to God for blessing me with the strength to always just carry on forward. I wrote in to my dear friend, and also my boss, Danny Jow, telling him that I have finally left Sentosa and is now freelancing as a performer/ drama trainer. He did rope me into a couple of jobs, and I managed to land myself into a few shows that year. It was my first time working with The Big Show Company. And I was definitely thankful to be given such an opportunity. Yes. This is the same company that brought to you the Cranberries Concert!

And in 2010, I have also decided to start a list of resolutions I have for the year. I didn’t quite managed to accomplish all of them, but at least, I did try to put in the effort.

In 2011, I had another list of resolutions. Among them are the followings:

1. To read more books.

2. To have a savings of erm…a certain amount!

3. To improve my craft

4. To be involved in 3 productions.

5. To venture into a field that I am foreign to.

And throughout 2011, this same list have given some purposes. An aim. Some goals. In short, I am more grounded and I now have a direction on where I want to steer my life to. And to be honest, for the longest time, I have procrastinated my desire to hold a driving licence.

By the end of 2011, I have done the following:

1. I have read a couple of books; including Rant and Tell All by Chuck Palahniuk, Juliet Naked by Nick Hornby, Good People (2007), Fundamentally Happy (2006), Off Centre (1994), all by Haresh Sharma, and a couple of other books that escaped my memory now…

2. I have also attempted to broaden my perspective in life and love and what not, by watching more movies.

3. I have reached my targeted goal of savings this year.

4. I was involved in 4 productions:
a.Swordfish +Concubine: Fall of Singapura, directed by Johnathan Lim and written by Tuan Chye
b.Cold Dish, directed by Joanne Tay
c. ICA musical- Directed and acted by yours truly.
d. Jen’s Homecoming- produced by Skinned Knee Production.

5. To venture into a field foreign to me—I tried picking up dance. It was half way attempt, but am planning to pick it up again in 2012

6. To improve my craft—I am venturing into directing and writing this year. I’ve written a mini musical for Marsiling Primary and adapted Raden Mas for Chung Cheng High and Swordfish Story for Rivervale Primary.

All in all, I guess I did pretty well in sticking to my resolution for the year.

And now, I shall move on to tell you about my plans in 2012…

To be continued-

Saturday, December 31, 2011

31st December (Part 1)

Keeping tab/ Reviewing progress or achievements or key milestones and making new year’s resolution to me, used to be of somewhat or something cliché. I used to be under the impression that this is only for those wankers.


They wanked.


They cummed.


And then they received some sort of enlightenment…



Be it from above or from within themselves; they are pointless! Cos we all know by the end of the year, we end up not doing anything about it. That list that goes on and on, of which you’d probably taken about half a day to come up with on the 31st December of every year, just end up at some corners of your table/ wardrobe, collecting dust for the year.


This was the perception I held dear till 2009. By now, you’d probably have already known that by the end of 2009, I made a life changing decision. Beginning of 2010 I left a company which I worked for about 5 years. Be it, environmental changes, management changes et cetra: The point is I left. And that is that. So I was trying to put myself together, and market myself as a freelancer. I wrote down my CV. I attempted to.

3 words into the whole process, I was stuck. I didn’t know what to write about myself. All those 5 years working in that same company, somehow has frozen my ability to think. I no longer knew which part of myself is marketable anymore.

Yes. I have a diploma in Mass Communication, from a respectable school. Ngee Ann Polytechnic to be exact. The only school to offer Mass Communication in polytechnic level back then. But years have gone by, and I looked at it again. Is it still relevant? Now, everyone from all walks of life has a diploma in Mass Communication. So what now?

Of course there are the career fairs and meet ups with prospective employers, BUT I always felt myself being socially awkward at these meetings simply because, I don’t have a common idea to talk about. I don’t read the news. I don’t read books. I don’t watch TV. “I was screwed!”

Potential employer: So what’s your favourite TV programme?

Me: Do I look like a TV junkie?

Potential employer: What was the last book you’ve read?

Me: If you want a bookworm, you should have stated so in the job requirement.

Potential employer: What’s your take about the recent crisis?

Me: The world can go fuck themselves for all I care!

See what I mean? I know you might think that I am making these up. I’m not. Nowadays, potential employers no longer asked you about your qualifications and stuffs. Instead, they try to get to know you by asking you sneaky questions that are so called “indirect” and yet “direct”. From all your answers, they then try to make some “clever” deduction about your personality and how they think you might fit into the company’s culture.

Potential employer: So that Adi ah, he said he likes that lomantic comedy called Wedding the My Best Friend. I think ah, he may be one of those lomantic hopeless. So hopeless in job also.

And that’s the reality of today’s world.

SO as I was saying… “ I AM SO SCREWED!”

Continue->

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Money Dont Grow on Trees or Friends




Dear You Up There,
Yesterday, I had a great time catching up with this group of people. I met them many years back. Possible in 2003. And we've been friends since then.

I don't know if our meeting back then is pure coincidental or if it's your doing to fulfil that grand plan of yours. But i'm thankful nonetheless.

I will also like to state here that i will never trade them for anything, even for a million euros. They're the best people i ever had in my life; always there even through my darkest hour.



For 10million euros?



Erm...




Ok. I might consider.






Ok. I'm just kidding.







Obviously...

Yours Truly,
Adi Jamaludin

Sunday, December 25, 2011

5 tips to have pictures you wanna keep



As a follow up, to my previous post Through the Camera Lense,I am going to take the liberty to post some tips of how to combat the Fear of Lenses!

#5- Come equipped- Make-up, tweezers, mini hair trimmer, hair curler/ straightener- whatever it takes to make yourself look good. With the advent of computer software like photoshop, one may overlook the power of make up. Why trouble yourself with photoshop, when you can do without, by just using make up to cover the flaws, and tweezers to eliminate stray hairs? Anyway, it helps to always have a safety net. Makes you feel more comfortable in front of your enemies- the lenses!

#4- Make sure you have whatever it takes to also cool yourself down- mini fans, industrial fans, air-con, water, cucumber, basically whatever to help you cool down. Cos most photographers will be working with strong spotlights which emit heat that can make you melt into puddles of perspiration and that ain’t looking good for the lenses.

#3- Rolls of tissues- preferable the super absorbent type and always remember to dab yourself regularly, to eliminate the oil shine and perspiration that will make you look grimy in front of the lenses.

#2- Experiment always, to find your “good side” and “good angle”. Contrary to the popular belief that everyone is born symmetrical, I am here to break the myth- No one is born symmetrical, unless if you’re a model. Even models are not 100% symmetrical. Just like Mariah Carey, I find that my right side is the better side in photographs.

#1- Get your boyfriend to be your photographer- Cos he is the one who probably knows you best and can advise you accordingly on your good angles and pose.

But if he is the type who is condescending, then tell him to get the fuck out of your life…you shouldn’t be attached to him in the first place!