Showing posts with label OUTfit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label OUTfit. Show all posts
CATWALK – a pilGrimAge
During my artist residency at L'Observatoire in Singapore, I did a walk called "CATWALK – a pilGrimAge" from L'Observatoire to Bukit Timah Visitor Centre, which is situated in one of Singapore's National Parks.
This wander made me wonder, why we wear wild prints, and why we drink. And finally inspired me to do a landscape (painting).
Cheers!
Cheers!
MacRitchie Me
My journeys into MacRitchie, Singapore's wild forest, became a journey into my own perception of nature - and the deeper into the wild I went, the stranger everything became.
In an attempt to adapt to the forest and the strange strangers I encountered on my way, I designed new clothes, and soon I became a stranger to myself.
Teach Me Tiger
We love wild things and everything wild, but do we really dare to embrace it? And do we want it? Or should it rather be stuffed behind glass or securely (dis)placed in zoos? It seems like our own wildness is so suppressed these days, that it is forced to express itself in other ways, e.g. today's fashion dictates "wild cats" in fabric print, shoes, clothes etc.
Here is a selection from my wardrobe set free for a while in the Singaporean jungle:
Here is a selection from my wardrobe set free for a while in the Singaporean jungle:
However, I must admit, I was really pleased, when I recently became aware that there is some kind of wildness left in the nearby, where I currently live. The Malayan tiger and other magnificent animals have been captured by one of Rimba's photo traps in Kenyir Wildlife Corridor, Terengganu, West Malaysia. - "Dear Tiger. Did you say "cheese"?" I hope not, but rather: "Meeeeeeeeeaaat".
Can we please have some more tigers and wild animals in the forests (and some more forests to accommodate them)? Then we don't have to constantly compensate with various superimposed, wildly tame disguises!
"In wildness is the preservation of the world" (from Henry David Thoreau's: "Walking".
I come from (Teddy) Bear Land
I might dress dangerously, but I cannot run away from the fact that I come from Teddy Bear Land and not Bear Land.
My perception of nature is coloured by growing up in a country where the most dangerous animal is a tick.
I would love to go to Bear Land one day, but I am not sure whether I can get a VISA - bears don't like humans - with good reason!
NB! Where do you come from?
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