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One more time

Truth be told, I still don’t know why I’m putting myself through this roller coaster ride of physical and mental lows again. Gonna take a bit of time off work and probably will rethink the direction of this website while I’m at it.

The reluctant mother

New piece up and am glad to be a part of Auzeen’s fantastic new initiative. Feel like I’m about to jump into the deep end of the pool and revisit old observations in a few months when bebe #2 arrives.

Here/ now

I’m here because
when I get older,
I’m starting to look back
into the past to find clues
of how my future might pan out.

I’m here because
looking back into the past,
nostalgia hit me
below the belt
when I least expected it.

I’m here because
with a new perspective on what has happened,
I look at the present,
trying to make sense of my identity,
of being a mother to a child with two nationalities.

I’m here because
motherhood led me straight back to my mother
and how she took the last boat out of communist China,
with her mother and great-grandmother,
looking for a better future in the murky seas down south.

A history of Singapore in 10 dishes

Hope I did justice to my motherland. I’ve put my heart and soul into this one. Link here.

The number of steps it takes to build a national identity

I came up with this piece that I performed in a cul-de-sac in Kampong Glam yesterday. The significance of this exact space is I am a Singaporean of Chinese origin in the heart of the Muslim quarter quite like how Singapore is situated in Southeast Asia.

Lee Hsien Loong once said “But for us, national identity will always be work-in-progress”. This piece shows how we strip away our differences and conceal them so that we have one national identity. The number of steps will be as many or as little as one deems it to be. Do more steps mean the concept of national identity is more reinforced and complete ?

I have all the matryoshka dolls opened and arranged on the ground. I take off my sandals and walk along the rectangular perimeter of the cul-de-sac. I would have preferred to walk in circles but it was more natural to adapt to the space this time. Each time I come back to the matryoshka dolls, I will put the smallest one into the one next size up and then I will continue to walk. I do it until I complete assembling all the matryoshka dolls and they become just one doll.

In the future, I will like it to be a longer durational piece (2/4/6/8h), putting the matryoshka dolls back together then taking them apart and repeating the process. The piece ends when the time is up regardless of the state of assembly of the dolls.

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