Bern and I went to view Kah Peng's art exhibition today (photos below). Some of his painting are quite marvelous. His are all landscape paintings of Malaysian and English heritage buildings, and some lovely scenic scenes. You could say his paintings are dreamy, idyllic and poetic. There is no 'chaos' or 'flaws' in it. They are serene and peaceful, each stroke predictive and guarded.

Kah Peng is not like his paintings at all - in person he is glamorous, colorful, dramatic and noisy ;-) So, I do not know which is the 'real' Kah Peng...his paintings or himself?



I like this painting, and I am booking it until I have enough money to pay for it!



He is an enthusiastic artist who likes to explain about his work.



Here he is again, telling a story behind every painting.



We had to pose as some rich art collector contemplating whether we could part with out millions to have Kah Peng's painting in our homes...



Bern with one of Kah Peng's art work. I heard he wanted a free painting!

Ah, beautiful Jenn, thanks for the artistic journey...



Jenn at Student Art Show, Siam Paragon, Bangkok



Jenn at Queen's Art Society Show, Siam Paragon



Jenn at Jatujak Market, art section

Siew Hwa in Penang! Yummy vegetable steamboat in Nagore Street!

Moyuko in Malaysia

Behind the Island, Penang. We call it 'Balik Pulau'. The word literally means just that: at the back of the Island.

Moyuko goes to Kuala Lumpur...


At the Islamic Art Museum in Kuala Lumpur...







Going home to Penang, look at what we found at the bus station...

"Geneva mafia wanabes..."

"my friends, while in geneva"

Summer in Geneva, June 21 - the longest day...night begins about 10.30pm

"a hand woven dopata from baluchistan

a fine piece of cloth, from dera bugti

where a civil war between the military and freedom fighters

continue to claim lives (www.balochvoice.com)

i had chosen this cloth among so many others drapped before me

i had felt the sufferings of the womenfolk

who usually take months to sew a piece of artwork like this

which makes me think how fortunate i am to be me

how lucky i am to be always safe and sound

not ever knowing what it feels like to have a bomb

explode in your backyard

and see the remnants of your children scatter around you ..."