KLue Urbanscape

Just revived this blog of mine and will start blogging religiously from today onwards. (promise!)

Anyway, this was where I went yesterday:

KLue Urbanscape!Guests arriving

Well, it was all thanks to my dear, who managed to get us two tickets from Nuffnang. Pre-ticket sales was RM25 while tickets bought on that day was priced at RM35.

So basking in the wrath of the mid-afternoon sun, my dear and I set forth towards KLPAC (Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre) . This is located in East Sentul, in an area introducing concept living, where there are apartments, a lake, jacuzzis, ...(though my idea of concept living is simply an area for the rich to enclose themselves and set up facilities they don't even need.)

So once we stepped in, we were greeted with a rich symphony of colours, sounds and people... (All in line with our true Malaysian spirit of rojak).

Just as we were entering, we saw this:

So what do you make of it?

It's a goddess, trapped in every one of us; not allowed it's release..As time goes by, it slowly is remoulded, till it forms an almost indistuingishable mirror of what the society wants it to be. Yet, through some stroke of luck and a glimmer of divine intervention, it will remain always, as it's own...-a symbol of rebellion and individuality. ----> TA DAA!

Hahha..just kidding. It's a lump or rocks, made more artistic becuse someone had extra pink papers lying around.

Me!! posing with some colourful art-work

And this was my favourite art work of the day:

Lol..the one below! Don't you agree he's one piece of great art? =p Anyway, the one at the background wasn't bad either.

It's called TaPau Nation!

Really reflects our community, don't you think? =p Plus, it's movable. Kids loved it, we loved it. Now that's what I call art..able to reach out and connect with the lives of others..and not sitting on some no-touch zone, appealing only to the angry and depressed.

Liked the gallery though, as the art work was arranged in a non-typical-art-gallery-manner. The art-work clashed and harmonized, soothed and irritated, each fighting for attention, each with it's own unique taste, united into a glorious ensemble. The disappointing side was that there were not many art-work up for display..probably a mere 20 at most.

The art work below is separated from the one above. See what I mean when I said it was an atypical gallery? The work below dictates how the human being is constantly being tied down by rules, restrictions..no matter who or where one was. A nice representation, but it was too random, too un-expressive for me.

Then there was the marketplace. It's a place where trinkets, food, drinks, bags, clothes were sold..at a price of course...

And then I got whizzed to the Land of Oz with colourful flowers:
Nah...it's just my boyfriend trying out funky features with his camera.

Finally, after 3 hours of sweating and pushing and being pushed, we finally headed home...

Goodbye!

So in conclusion, I learnt that oftentimes, art is defined as a piece of work which you'll have to slowly digest, absorb and think deeply before you get the message. The more confusing it is, the more it will be appreciated. But, on the other hand, there are a lot of 'art' out there with a simple and clear message. A child who spent the whole morning working on his father's day card, a mother arranging a bouquet for her daughter's wedding, a piece of bread shared between two hungry souls, a couple dancing on their 50th anniversary... Those.. don't quite make it to the galleries, but they'll endure in our hearts...

PS: Special thanks to my dear for the pictures, and for saving my blog from plunging into total oblivion and nothingness...=p