Some visitors at the exhibition
Wuan and Peter Tan talking to some visitors
Me, Raymond, Lee (from Applied Imaging that supported this project) and Tuan
Stephano signing in the visitor’s book, Peter Crook chatting with Peter Tan
This join exhbition with Peter Tan & Wuan is a revisiting of the momories of our mother’s death and our grief. But it is not only that, to some visitors this show acts as a reminder to them that death is a mystery and it can happen to anyone at anytime. Some said that after looking at our presentation, they hope that their own children will one day do something like what we have done for our mother, for them when they are gone. There are a few who happened to be there, at the KLPac, but haven’t come to see our project and they would not look at the pictures at all and walk straight pass. Of course many are surprised by what we are showing. We hope this display will open minds to an eternal truth about our human condition – death. How shall we prepare for it?
The exhibition at the KLPac
Peter and Wuan with their presentations
Me with some of my photographs
Our group photograhpic exhibition is now on at the KLPac and thanks to KLPac the show has been extended from 17 August to 13 September. With this extension, it will also co inside with Shakespeare’s play Hamlet ,which also explores the ideas of death, at the KLPac directed by Chris Ling.
We simply wanted to share our private photographs of our grief with a public and hope that this encounter might initiate important dialogue about life and death, and explore the relation between the two. We know this sort of private experiences of lost are seldom seen in the open, like what we are doing with our pictures, but we hope this show will open up often closed doors of our sorrows.
Peter Tan had his story in his blog.
The Sin Chew and the Star newspapers had also helped with the publicity of our exhibition. Thanks to the editors and staff.
Peter Tan with his mother.
Relatives and friends at Peter Tan’s mother funeral.
Peter Tan and his wife Wuan and I will be having a exhibition of photos from 17 to 30 August 2009 at the KLPac.
My pictures of my mother going into hospital and then she ‘disappeared’ there.
What is death? This is a question that confronts everyone as it is at the heart of humanity. There are those who believe that after death, there is nothing, and there are those who believe it is the exit to another life. But the real answer is finally unknowable – for no one has been there and come back to tell us what it is.
What may survive after death are memories, some of which are concretized in photographs. Photography has a tremendous power to preserve private memories and perpetuate the ‘life’ of a departed one. They record moments and emotions that can be revisited by the person looking at them.
At the Bayon temple, the unknown Khmer artists and craftsmen were able to produced extremely detailed bas-relief carvings of Khmer political history on the gallery walls. This multi-level waring scenes show events of their conquest and defeat of their enemies. Politics -conflicts of interest- at that time was mostly settled through violence, by going to war with each other.
The Bayon temple, is the heart of the temple complex, built by the ambitious builder, Buddhist King, Jayavarman VII, in 1181. This style of building, the Bayon Style, began to replace the previous dominant Hindu influences. All the statues of any value had been plundered over time but this wall picture of Khmer history is well-preserved. I saw it for the first time a few weeks back when I visited Cambodia.
This picture of barbarism with solders killing and elephants trampling on opposing sides reminded me somewhat of what had happened in Kuala Lumpur last Saturday 1 August. Malaysians made political history by marching in the street with opposing views of the Internal Security Act, a long-standing law allowing detention without trial.
But one would imagine that after 900 years of waring history in this region, we would have learn t to settle our disagreements, alliances and balances of power without resorting to using the Malaysian riot police to fire tear gas and water cannons into its own citizens’ gathering.
When can we resolve our diferences among us without resort to violence and imtimidation, so that we can be stronger, freer and happier?