This zine depicts the rot that starts from the inside. How a good fruit becomes rotten. I called it Lesson Plan, because it is about how the things we are taught ( that are supposed to be good), turn out to be the cause of the rot that eats us when we carry out the ‘Business Plan‘ in the real world.
Building It Both Ways
Print Show at Blanc Gallery
A6. 16-page Riso Printed Zine. 2017
Pages from Collector’s Value zine.
This zine is about how we see things in a limited perspective.
How we value people/things should not be based on how faulty one’s current state is.
first solo exhibit
To rummage is a haphazard search. This involves rearranging the clutter, and leaving a trail behind. Going through things that you set aside until you find the object you are looking for. That is to rummage with a purpose. But often times I rummage for the sake of it - to be confronted by a pile of objects, a parcel with unknown contents, a bag that isn't mine or a closed book. Going through the unfamiliar is an act of impulse that breaks the monotony of the everyday sequence.
Rummaging through your own bag feels completely different from rummaging through a stranger’s bag, even if the contents are identical. Ordinary objects are seen under a different light because of this self indulgent behavior. It is like a first time encounter. Everything must be figured out from scratch. Familiarity and stock knowledge are suspended. A point where causality gets distorted, where form isn't bound by rules, and the ordinary becomes unfamiliar.
Unfamiliar things, at first, appear abstract. It makes me question, what is it made of or made for? Why does it look like that? Should I smell it first? etc. There is bliss in split second ignorance. This is how I came up with the sequential imagery that would often break down somewhere in the middle of the painting. This is also to illustrate impermanence. Abstraction is like a hiccup, a seemingly pointless occurrence that creates a chaotic pause, and distorts reality in small ways. My works are created in no particular order, some are layered, mostly a clutter of borrowed images, some bound into little books for you to rummage through. The penchant for the unfamiliar, isn't the need to know about things, but the need to find more questions to ask.