Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Happy Holiday Polyhedron #1: Non-Denominational Rhombic Dodecahedron!

Sorry I haven't been posting for a while - I went to Jakarta/Bandung/Yogyakarta for a week, and the packing/finishing work before that and the recuperating/welcoming prodigal siblings afterwards have kept me a little distracted.

But now I'm finally finding distractions to distract me from the distractions! Such as the creation of cute little Christmas baubles! Like the following:


It's a Non-Denominational Rhombic Dodecahedron! Here, I'll show you how to make 'em.

First, you need a "net", or the 2D surface layout of the polygons in your 3D shape. I got mine off Wikipedia, but later I discovered a better resource here.


The site's called Paper Models of Polyhedra, and it's awesome. Me and my sis used to trace these shapes out of our Childcraft encyclopedia: all the Platonic solids, tetrahedron, cube, octahedron, dodecahedron, icosahedron. Then I found a Chinese papercraft book and used a protractor to make prisms and pyramids and Archimedean solids, which are often just Platonic solids with their corners cut off: cuboctahedron, truncated tetrahedron, truncated cube... ah, never got very far with those, actually.

The rhombic dodecahedron is a Catalan solid. These were only discovered in 1836, and I'm fuzzy on the math. But the cool thing about them is that although they're made up of identical faces, these faces are irregular polygons.



Easy-peasy to print onto stiff card and snip it out. Now for some ideological aesthetics.

My family observes Christmas, because we like the decor, but we're actually freethinking Mahayana Buddhists with loads of Taoism and Confucianism and skepticism thrown in. So it makes very little sense for me to decorate the polyhedron with angels and shepherds and drummer-boys and wisemen and stars. Yet we don't want to write out the spiritual aspect of Christmas and replace it with Santa Claus and reindeer.

Luckily, I have a colour printer. And Google Images.



Save, paste into Word, print, cut with scissors, and paste with glue....


On the left-hand side: The Virgin of Guadalupe (Christianity), the Kaaba (Islam) and Tuapehkong (Taoism).
In the centre, from top to bottom: Michelangelo's Moses (Judaism), the Shrine of the Bab (Bahai), Mahavira (Jainism), Lakshmi (Hinduism), Zarathustra (Zoroastrianism), Amaterasu-o-mi-kami (Shintoism).
On the right-hand side: the Golden Temple of Amritsar (Sikkism), Bodhisattva Kuan Yin (Buddhism) and an Orthodox Jesus (Christianity).

Click the image above for a closer-up view.

Originally I wanted a Virtruvian man as well for the atheist humanists (like my sister, my boyfriend, and my sister's boyfriend), but I couldn't kick out any of the others, not even the double count for Christianity, because honestly, both those icons are gorgeous. Wanted Guru Nanak Dev as well for Sikkism, but decided to make a balance between male figures, female figures and architecture.


Gluing the whole thing together was trickier than I expected. I got gum all over the gods and prophets and I had to mop it up with tissue.


Nearly done. And there we go! Innit lovely?


Stick it on the tree, why don't you?


There we go. Sorry my photography's so bad. But I hope I'll have time to demonstrate another happy holiday bauble before Christmas. Selamat Hari Natal ke semua orang!

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Abjad Binatang-Binatang

Done! Q and X are lost causes, right? So I won't stress.


AKUSUKA = goose/swan
ANJING = dog
AYAM = chicken
BABI = pig
BADAK = rhino
BELALANG = grasshopper
BEO = mynah
BERUANG = bear
BERUANG KUTUB = polar bear
BIAWAK KOMODO = Komodo dragon
BUAYA = crocodile
BULBUL = bulbul
BULU BABI = sea urchin
BURUNG BEKAKAK = kingfisher
BURUNG BELATUK = woodpecker
BURUNG HELANG = eagle
BURUNG KAKAKTUA = cockatoo
CACING = worm
CICAK = lizard
CIMPANZI = chimpanzee
DOMBA = sheep
DUBUK = hyena
ENGGANG = hornbill
FALKO = falcon (burung falko, really)
GAJAH = elephant
GORILA = gorilla
HARIMAU = tiger
HUDHUD = hoopoe
IKAN = fish
IKAN LUMBA-LUMBA = dolphin
IKAN PAUS = whale
ITIK = duck
JAGUAR = jaguar
JANGKRIK = cricket
KACUAK = roach
KALA JENGKING = scorpion
KAMBING = goat
KANCIL = mousedeer
KANGGARU = kangaroo
KATAK = frog
KERA HANTU = tarsier
KERAM = clam
KERBAU = bison
KETAM = crab
KUCING = cat
KUDA = horse
KUDA BELANG = zebra
KUDA NIL = hippo
KUMBANG = beetle
KUNANG-KUNANG = firefly
KUTU = flea
LABAH-LABAH = spider
LALAT = housefly
LEBAH = bee
LEMBU = cattle
MACAN TUTUL = leopard
MARMOT = guinea pig
MERAK = peacock
MONYET = monkey
MUSANG = civet
NURI = parrot
NYAMUK = mosquito
ORANG = human
ORANGUTAN = orang-utan
PANDA = panda
PENYU = sea turtle
Q?
RAMA-RAMA = butterfly
REMIS = mussel
RUBAH = fox
RUSA = deer
SEMUT = ant
SERIGALA = wolf
SIAMANG = gibbon
SINGA = lion
SIPUT = snail
SOTONG = cuttlefish
TAPIR = tapir
TERITIP = barnacle
TIKUS = mouse
TIRAM = oyster
TUPAI = squirrel
UDANG = prawn
UDANG KARANG = lobster
UBUR-UBUR = jellyfish
ULAR = snake
UNDUK-UNDUK = seahorse
VAMPIR KELAWAR = vampire bat
WALET SAPI = glossy swiftlet
X?
YAKIS = baboon
YU = shark
ZIRAFAH = giraffe

Abjad Sayur-Sayuran dan Buah-Buahan

So my Malay homework involves making a list of vegetables, fruits and animals beginning with each letter of the alphabet. This is, of course, impossible.


Still, I'm surprised that I can't even find any vegetables beginning with, G, M, N, O or R. Help, anyone? (UPDATE: Okay, if I accept nuts and spices I've got "macadamia" and "mete" and "mustar", and "nori" is a stretch, of course. But any port in a storm. "Rebung" is fine though. Ooh! "Oregano" and "ginseng"! Just F, I, Q, X, Y left then... So does "yerba mate" count? It's in the Malay Wikipedia)

ANDEWI = endive
ASAM JAWA = tamarind
ASPARAGUS = asparagus
BADAM = almond
BADAM HIJAU = pistachio
BAWANG = onion
BAWANG MERAH = shallot
BAWANG PERAI = leek
BAWANG PUTIH = garlic
BAYAM = spinach
BENDI = lady's finger/okra
BIJAN = sesame
BIT = beet
BROKOLI = broccoli
BUAH KENARI = walnut
BUAH KERAS = candlenut
BUNGA KANTAN = torch ginger
CENDAWAN = mushroom
CENGKIH = clove
CILI = chilli
DAUN BAWANG = scallion
DAUN SADERI = celery
ERCIS = pea (not sure if this is more Indonesian)
F?
GINSENG = ginseng
HALBA = fenugreek
HALIA = ginger
I?
JAGUNG = corn
JERING = jengkol (active ingredient in rendang)
JINTAN = fennel
JINTAN HITAM = cumin
JINTAN MANIS = anise
KACANG KUDA = chickpea
KACANG PANJANG = long bean
KACANG TANAH = peanut
KELAPA = coconut
KEMIRI = hazelnut
KAILAN = kailan
KANGKUNG = kangkong
KANJI UBI = tapioca
KAYU MANIS = cinnamon
KENTANG = potato
KETUMBAR = coriander
KLEDEK = sweet potato
KOL KEMBANG = cauliflower
KUBIS = cabbage
KUNDUR = gourd
LABU = pumpkin
LADA = pepper
LENGKUAS = galangal
LIDAH BUAYA = aloe vera
LOBAK = radish (or carrot)
MACADAMIA = macadamia
METE = cashew
MUSTAR = mustard
NORI = nori (might be just Indonesian?)
OREGANO = oregano
PAPRIKA = bell pepper
PELAGA = cardamom
PERKELAHIAN = rhubarb
PERIA = bittergourd
PETAI = petai bean
PETERSELI = parsley
Q?
REBUNG BULUH = bamboo shoot
SALAD = lettuce
SAWI = mustard greens
SENGKUANG = yam bean
SERAI = lemongrass
SOYA = soybean
TAUGE = beansprouts
TEBU = sugarcane
TERUNG = eggplant
TIMUN = cucumber
TOMATO = tomato
UBI KAYU = yam
ULAM RAJA = king's salad, literally
VANILA = vanilla
WASABI = wasabi
WORTEL = carrot (more Indonesian)
X?
YERBA MATE = mate
ZUKINI = zucchini (okay, this might be just Indonesia. In Malay I think it's timun Jepun)

On to the fruits now!


Surprising that there aren't any beginning with "H" or "U" (maybe "ugli"? It's a big stretch), but this was much easier than the veg assignment:

ABIU = abiu
ALPUKAT = avocado
ANGGUR = grape
APRIKOT = apricot
ARA = fig
BELIMBING = starfruit
BETIK = papaya
BUAH NAGA = dragonfruit
CEMPEDAK = cempedak
CERI = cherry
CIKU = chiku
CRANBERI = cranberry
DELIMA = pomegranate
DUKU LANGSAT = duku langsat
DURIAN = durian
DURIAN BELANDA = soursop
EPAL = apple
FRAMBOS = raspberry
GUARANA = guarana
H?
I?
JAMBU AIR = rose apple
JAMBU BATU/JAMBU BIJI = guava
KISMIS = raisin
KIWI = kiwifruit
KUMKUAT = kumquat
KURMA = date
LAI = pear
LAICI = lychee
LIMAU = lime/orange
LIMAU BALI = pomelo
LIMAU KESTURI = calamansi
LIMAU MANDARIN = mandarin orange
LIMAU NIPIS = lemon
LIMAU PURUT = Kaffir lime
LONGAN = longan
MANGGA = mango
MANGGIS = mangosteen
MARKISA = passionfruit
MELON = honeydew
MENGKUDU = noni
MURBAI = mulberry
NANAS = pineapple
NANGKA = jackfruit
NEKTARIN = nectarine
NONA = custard apple
OREN = orange
PEAR = pear
PIC = peach
PISANG = banana
PLUM = plum
PULASAN = pulasan
Q?
RAMBUTAN = rambutan
SALAK = salak
SEMANGKA = watermelon (may be more Indonesian?)
STROBERI = strawberry
TEMBIKAI = watermelon
UGLI = ugli
V?
WRESAH = (whatever this is in Indonesia)
X?
YUZU = (well actually it's "limau yuzu" or "oren yuzu", but who cares?)
ZAITUN = olive

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Texts Nov 2010

*POETRY*
+Djuna Barnes’s “The Book of Repulsive Women and Other Poems”
=Mika G. Yamaji’s “86 Benevolent Street”
+Teng Qian Xi’s “They hear salt crystallising"
+Grace Chua’s “The Stamp Collector’s Wife”
W. R. Groman’s “Oasis of the Sea: Sint Maarten Sonnets”

*FICTION*
+Daniel Putkowski’s “An Island Away”
+Valerie O. Patterson’s “The Other Side of Blue”
+Amir Muhammad’s “Rojak”
+Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Treasure Island”

*DRAMA*
+Natalie Hennedige’s “Nothing”
+A. Samad Said’s “T. Pinkie’s Floor”

*NON-FICTION*
+Rustom Bharucha’s “Rajasthan: An Oral History: Conversations with Komal Kothari”
+The Oral History Department’s “Vanishing Trades of Singapore”
+Mary Prince’s “The History of Mary Prince”
+Fredrik Haren’s “The Developing World”
+Robert and Melinda Blanchard’s “Live What You Love” and “A Trip to the Beach”

*FILMS*
+Ryan Murphy’s “Eat, Pray, Love”
=Shakti Samanta’s “Singapore”
+ Amit Virmani’s “Cowboys in Paradise”
+Robert Schwenke’s “R.E.D.”

*PERFORMANCES*
=The Reduced Shakespeare Company’s “The Complete History of America”
The Theatre Practice’s “Man to Man”
=LaSalle’s “The Maids”, “Starting Here, Starting Now”, “Journey to Nowhere” and “The Heidi Chronicles”
+Cake Theatre’s “The Scientist”, “OMDM”, “The Performance”
=“The LaMama Experience”

*EXHIBITIONS*
+Cake Theatre’s “The Art of Living in the In-Between”
+8Q SAM’s “Trans-Cool Tokyo”
=Chan Hampe Galleries’s “HIV: Show Me the Love”

Monday, November 29, 2010

Why the hell not?

I'm 30 years old and technology has made dada mainstream!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Call for submissions for ASYMPTOTE: a new international journal of literary translation

My friend's setting up a new journal of translation called Asymptote! (Yeah, I was originally drama editor, but I couldn't commit the time. It's still an important effort.)


It's founded by multi-genre polyglot Singaporean writer Lee Yew Leong, but we've got other editors based in Germany and the USA. Our first issue is coming out in Jan 2011.

If you're a writer in a non-English language or a translator of non-English literature into English, we'd love to see your work. The deadline for submissions is 20 December 2010 and the guidelines are here.

Ooh, and get a load of our landing page, here: http://asymptotejournal.com


Some very cool international writers have already agreed to be featured in the Jan 2011 edition. We'll be featuring:

- a dispatch from Afghanistan about the plight of women in the context of the ongoing war
- an essay from Japan comparing "Literature and Mathematics" (which we thought apropos for the launch issue of a magazine called Asymptote)
- a group of poems by Melih Cevdet Anday, writing in the manner of a famous 17th century folk poet, translated from the Turkish by Sidney Wade and Efe Murad
- an interview with the award-winning lyricist who not only brought the 2010 World Cup song into Mandarin but has done some amazing (literary) things across Mandarin and Cantonese as well.
-excerpts from Singaporean playwright Alfian Sa'at's "Nadirah", last year's prizewinning script at the Life! Theatre Awards.

Hope to read your stuff on the site soon!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Fries Parade!

About a month ago I participated in the following outdoor improv event with Mission: Singapore.



I'm wearing a really ugly T-shirt because the original idea was that we were supposed to exchange T-shirts in a crowded area. (Shrug)

Oh yeah, and I'm thirty years old today! Woohoo!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Painting class at NTU

I've been modelling a lot this month. Usually it's just for charcoal drawings, but a few of the classes work with colour.

This first one's by the professor, Cai Qing:

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But the students have turned in some interesting work, too:

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One of my favourites is from this guy called Noel:

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He got the background in and everything!

Mohan's bar exams started today, btw. And that's all for now.

Friday, November 19, 2010

So right... and yet so wrong...

And definitely so American. How did I get so squeamish? Kids shouldn't be recorded dropping the F-bomb until they're like, thirteen.

FCKH8.com Straight Talk About Gay Marriage from FCKH8.com on Vimeo.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Bookstore Launch of GASPP, Sunday 21 Nov, 3pm

Since a lot of folks couldn't make our last launch at Play, we're having an additional launch in an actual bookstore space.

Sun 21 Nov
BOOKSTORE LAUNCH OF GASPP
3-4pm, Birds & Co, Orchard Cineleisure #03-05A
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=159379880764684



If you haven't heard of Birds & Co, it's 'cos it's BooksActually's new outlet in the shopping centre district of Singapore. Ours will be the first book event to be held there. We're expecting to feature readings with Ovidia Yu, X'Ho, Lee Yew Leong and Cyril Wong.

Tuesday, November 02, 2010

Monday, November 01, 2010

October texts!

*POETRY*
+Yeng Pway Ngon’s “Poems 1: Rebellion”

*FICTION*
+Shamini Flint's "Ten"
=Mint Kang’s “6 Years of Parrot”
+Dany Laferrière’s “Heading South”
=Julia Alvarez’s "How the García Girls Lost Their Accents"

*DRAMA*
+Trevor Rhone’s “Two Can Play” and “School’s Out”
=Alfian Sa’at’s “Collected Plays Two”

*NON-FICTION*
+Octavio Paz’s “El laberinto de la soledad”
+Carlos Eire’s “Waiting for Snow in Havana”
+“New Malaysian Essays” ed. Amir Muhammad (except for the BM essay)

*GRAPHIC TEXTS*
*Dave, Rob and Kris's "Cyanide and Happiness"

*FILMS*
=Arthur Dong’s “Family Fundamentals”
+Alain Berliner’s “Ma Vie En Rose”
+Laurent Tirard’s “Little Nicolas”

*PERFORMANCES*
=The Substation’s “Tribal Gathering of the Tongue Tasters: B-Quartet + mux + friends”
=COLLAB’s “Metamorphoses”
daniel k’s “Hokkaido”
+Gregory Maqoma and Sidi Larbi Cherkaoui’s “Southern Bound Comfort”
=Gunung Sayang Association’s “Pagar Makan Padi”
+“Rainbow Massacre 2010: We Are Family”
+NUS Stage’s “Mind Games”
+KreatiV OutBox’s “Constipated”
=The Esplanade and Atilah Soeryadjaya’s “Matah Ati”
+The Esplanade and Fauziah Nawi’s “Cinta Julia”

*EXHIBITIONS*
+Liew Kung Yu, Shieko, Hazri Haili, Jellene, Kal Idris, Ong Jo-lene and Tan Zi Hao’s “Seksualiti Merdeka 2010 Art Project: Portraits of the Unspoken”
Ayu Marista Murti’s “Cloning Garden”
National Art Gallery’s ““A Photo Journey: Memories of the City Hall and Former Supreme Court” (with Historic Guided Tour of the Former Supreme Court and City Hall)
+Singapore International Photography Festival @ 2902 Gallery, OldSchool
+Zero's "The Spectacular Spectacular"

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Just reminding everyone: the launch for GASPP is tomorrow!!!

Fri 29 Oct, 8-9:30pm, Play Club, Singapore
OFFICIAL LAUNCH
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=158729217489754
With readings by Alfian Sa'at, Chrystal Wang, Irfan Kasban, Michael Corbidge, Jason Wee and Tania de Rozario.

Updates at http://gaspp.wordpress.com. This is what our cover looks like:



Works by Johann S. Lee, X’Ho, Ovidia Yu, Alfian Sa’at, Cyril Wong, Jason Wee, Lee Yew Leong, Ng How Wee (黄浩威), Adrianna Tan, Koh Jee Leong, Wang Zi Si (王子思), Jasmine Seah, O Thiam Chin, Zhuang Yusa, Ng Yi-Sheng, Michael Lee, Selwyn Lee, Irfan Kasban, Andrew Cheah, Michael Corbidge, Desmond Kon, Johann Loh, Chrystal Wang, Ash Lim, Geraldine Toh, Jabir Yusoff, Mint Hong (思敏), Grace Chua, Nicholas Deroose, Tata So, Dominic Chua, Tania de Rozario and a little someone called Anonymous.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Hantuween @ Post-Museum, Sat 8pm onwards

I've just been invited to read at this year's Hantuween, a fundraising event to feed the hungry by Food #03 and Post-Museum!

http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=109186545811556


Post-Museum invites you to its very first Hantuween Party!

Join us for a Halloween celebration with a distinctly Southeast Asian flavour.

Come frolic under our Banyan tree with the Little Nonya’s rotting corpse, Ah Meng’s spirit, a semi-retired bomoh and more.

Take this chance to learn more about the myths and historical figures from our region. Come dressed as your favourite character and have a freaky good time with cabaret-style performances and Southeast Asian beats going on all night!

For More info:
email: admin@post-museum.org
tel: 6396 7980

* Entrance $25 with 2 drinks

* We are having an open call for our cabaret-style open mic session, so please get in touch with your performance ideas.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Sunday, October 24, 2010

GASPP at Seksualiti Merdeka

This is a basically a cut-and-paste of the blog entry I put up at my GASPP site. But I do want to reiterate what I said about KL (yeah, I'm self-quoting):

"Now I understand why Alfian and The Necessary Stage people love to go up there so much: because there's this young, idealistic community of activists and intellectuals and artists who can't afford to take for granted the values that Singaporeans are utterly blasé about: secularism, racial harmony, non-corruption, and the right to even heterosexual romance."

Unfortunately, my own photos of the Seksualiti Merdeka festival are lousy. So I'll have to rely on everyone else's photos of our event.

For instance, here's us at the Queer As Books event at 2pm, Sunday 17 Oct in the Annexe!

Remember, this was a joint launch (for us, technically a pre-launch event) of three books. So from left to right: Matahari Books publisher Amir Muhammad, Diana Dirani and Azwan Ismail, co-editors of the Malaysian Malay language queer anthology Orang Macam Kita; Alfian Sa'at, playwright of the Asian Boys Trilogy; and myself, Ng Yi-Sheng, co-editor of GASPP.

(The photographer is our own publisher, Fong Hoe Fang of The Literary Centre/Ethos Books.)

And here's GASPP itself:

We had a promotion going on: for every copy of GASPP or Collected Plays Two: The Asian Boys Trilogy we sold, you got a free copy of Charlene Rajendran's Taxi Tales. (No, she's not gay herself. But she's supportive!)

The launch was actually a private event, hence the low levels of publicity. Folks were afraid of attracting undue attention to Orang Macam Kita, a real danger since the queer Malaysian English language anthology, Body2Body, recently got pulled from the shelves after a complaint.

But still, we had readings from the contirbutors, such as Nizam Zakaria (wish my Bahasa Melayu was good enough to follow what was going on) before I goaded Alfian to go up and read something from our own book: Irfan Kasban's short prose work Dua Lelaki.

Yes, that is an expression of consternation on Alf's face. Dua Lelaki is kinda provocative.

Here's a shot of me reading from my short story Lee Low Tar, gleaned from the Facebook album of Dib Jual Kata. Yeah, we sure established ourselves as unsavoury types.

Adrianna Tan was originally supposed to come too, but she had to cancel suddenly for health reasons, so the event really ended up being quite a sausagefest. Hopefully this won't be the case for our Singapore launch!



This last shot's by Malaysian artist Jun Kit. At one point during the Q&A, I got asked whether we'd be able to sell the book openly on the shelves in Singapore. And I had to admit, well, actually, things are much easier for us in Singapore than in KL. Yes, we complain about censorship, but that hardly ever happens to books (only when important government figures get directly insulted) and what happens to plays is R-ratings and funding cuts and text changes: the whole production does not get shut down.

When we compare ourselves to London or New York or Stockholm, our freedom of speech record is lousy. But we're in a better situation than Malaysia, and we should remember that.

Plus, we should buy their books. Orang Macam Kita can be bought from Matahari Books by mail or from Amazon. Alfian's book should be available in all major Singapore bookstores, and if it's not, demand it.

And as for us, we're coming soon... :)

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Petition appeals for release of British journalist Alan Shadrake

Reporters Without Borders/Reporters sans frontières
22 October 2010

English: http://en.rsf.org/singapore-alan-shadrake-appeal-free-22-10-2010,38648.html
Français : http://fr.rsf.org/singapour-appel-acquittement-alan-shadrake-22-10-2010,38646.html

Reporters Without Borders today launched an international petition calling for the release of British author and journalist Alan Shadrake who is facing two years in prison for writing a book about the death penalty in Singapore.

The petition, which is addressed to Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong, can be found on the organisation’s website: http://en.rsf.org/petition-alan-shadrake,38642.html

Alan Shadrake, who is aged 75, has been charged with “contempt of court” and the verdict in his case is expected on 26 October. At his trial which opened on 18 October, the prosecutor accused the journalist of making comments “against the independence and integrity of the Singapore judiciary” in his book "Once a Jolly Hangman: Singapore Justice in the Dock". Hema Subramanian, a lawyer from the Attorney General’s Chambers, said that Shadrake’s book contained "baseless, unwarranted attacks…that directly attacked the Singapore judiciary”. She termed the allegations in the book as “outrageous, offensive and irresponsible”.

The journalist’s lawyer, M Ravi, argued that the book was well documented and backed up by evidence. It was a “serious-minded and compassionate examination of the death penalty in Singapore”.

Reporters Without Borders urges the Singapore judiciary to accept Alan Shadrake’s innocence and allow him to leave the country. In fact, the book contains no defamatory remarks, no personal attacks or verbal assaults aimed at undermining the operation of the justice system. Given that it is simply a critical analysis of the institution and its methods as a result of a rigorous and well documented investigation, this work cannot constitute contempt of court.

We would like to stress the fact that the Association of Southeast Asian Nations (ASEAN) of which Singapore is a founding member, is a protector of basic freedoms. The Singaporean government in July 1993 joined other member states in supporting the Vienna Declaration on Human Rights 1993 that calls on countries to respect the Universal Declaration of Human Rights that guarantees freedom of expression.

Shadrake has been forced to stay on in Singapore since July in very difficult circumstances. His passport has been confiscated and his health has deteriorated badly since his arrest in July. He has serious heart problems and recently suffered an internal haemorrhage.

The British journalist is also virtually without resources and suffering serious financial problems.

For more information see: http://en.rsf.org/singapore-call-for-the-release-of-detained-19-07-2010,37975.html

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Hey! My official photos from Youth Olympic Games torchbearing are up!





(C) Singapore 2010 Youth Olympic Games. Click here and here for the originals on Flickr.

Friday, October 15, 2010

It's in print...

Copies were just delivered to the publishers at 5:30pm today. We caught it at Yeng Pway Ngon's book launch at the Arts House at 7pm.



Whoa. None of us can believe it's here. But it is! And it looks good.

Selling for $25 - less if you happen to be at a special event.

Now I'm catching a bus to Kuala Lumpur for the Seksualiti Merdeka festival!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Taste the Rainbow!

Occasionally, when I'm hungry and bored and have no means of securing immediate food and entertainment, I start to fantasise about food. And I'm not talking about your standard gustatory fantasies, starring visions of doughnuts and fried chicken (as palatable as they are). What I'm envisioning is an epic sequence of feasts, in which every food is the same colour.

It's an idea I first happened to see in Hakim Bey's TAZ: Temporary Autonomous Zone, again referred to in a modern-day fairy tale in the anthology Snow White, Blood Red, and most recently spied again in Steven Leavitt's The Lost Language of Cranes.

People all over the world are having this fantasy. But if I were the head chef, what would I feature? Here goes:

Menu for a violet meal.


Appetiser: Boiled red octopus with beetroot.
Main course: Raw liver with raw red onions with a side of purple cabbage and kohlrabi. Unpolished purple rice porridge with red dates. Roasted eggplant.
Dessert: Yam pudding with red grapes, figs and purple dragonfruit. Violet creams. Lavender drops.
Drink: Purple carrot juice and burgundy wine.

Menu for a blue brunch.


Appetiser: Blue potato chips and blue corn, with a side of blue cheese.
Main course: Nasi kerabu dyed with blue pea blossoms. Flower crab, river shrimp and oysters, all to be eaten uncooked.
Dessert: Blueberries, huckleberries and elderberries.
Drink: Curacao liqueur.

Menu for a green dinner.


Appetiser: Edamame with nori strips and arugula salad. Green cheese with chopped green olives, green chili and fried green tomatoes.
Main course: Green turtle stewed in green curry with cilantro. Spinach tagliatelle with pesto sauce, garden peas, asparagus spears and broccoli florets. Green mango with wasabi. Sliced cucumber and celery.
Kale chips with guacamole. Boiled kailan.
Cornichons.
Dessert: Green tea ice cream, topped with organic mint leaf, pistachio nuts, gooseberries. Pandan chiffon cake with kaya. Green bean soup. Key lime pie topped with kiwifruit.
Drink: Sugarcane juice with absinthe.

Menu for a yellow tea.


Appetiser: Buttered corn on the cob.
Egg drop soup.
Yellow peppers au gratin. Garlic bread without the crusts.
Main course: Poached chicken in turmeric curry with saffron-infused briyani, garnished with golden sultanas and bits of quince. Battered dory with french fries and baked yellow squash, dijon mustard on the side. Elbow macaroni and cheese. Omelette. Polenta and farofa with ginkgo nuts. One saucer of dhal and another of applesauce.
Dessert: Durian custard gateau with slices of starfruit, golden kiwifruit and ripe mango. Portuguese egg tarts. A chunk of raw honeycomb. Mysore pak.
Drink: Calamansi-banana-pineapple smoothie with a twist of lemon. Earl Grey tea strewn with chrysanthemum petals. Sparkling champagne.
Tiger beer.

Menu for an orange tiffin.


Appetiser: Pumpkin soup with diced carrots and orange peppers.
Main course: Deep-fried chicken, chili crab, drunken prawns, mussels in laksa soup, otak-otak and fish fingers. Paired with mee goreng, sweet potato mash, dried apricots and baked beans. All sprinkled with shrimp roe and crumbled salted duck yolks.
Dessert: Medley of tangerine and persimmon wedges with diced papaya and honeydew meat and candied orange peel. Mooncakes. Cheezels.
Drink: Orange crush.

Menu for a red banquet.


Appetiser: Selection of char siew pork slices, tandoori chicken bites, buffalo wings, lak cheong and tuna sashimi.
Main course: Rare beefsteak with lingonberry sauce and ketchup. Red rice, fried in red palm oil. Roasted red peppers and chili salsa on the side.
Dessert: Red velvet cake garnished with fresh strawberries, redcurrants, blood orange pips, craisins, pomegranate arils and maraschino cherries. Haw flakes and ba kwa. Ang ku kueh stuffed with azuki beans.
Drink: Claret, Shirley Temple and hibiscus tea.

Menu for a pink picnic.



Appetiser: Prosciutto and smoked salmon with grapefruit flesh, rhubarb stems and pink ginger.
Main course: Steamed red snapper with jambu and ama ebi garnish. Alaskan king crab legs. Honey-baked ham, corned beef and seared spam on beet bread.
Dessert: Candy floss and slices of peach. Watermelon sorbet. Beng kueh.
Drink: Raspberry soda, guava juice, pink lemonade, rosé wine and bandung.

Menu for a white buffet.


Appetiser: Calamari and boiled fishballs with slices of raw white onion and white truffles. Clam chowder with croutons of unbuttered popcorn.
Main course: Grilled cod seasoned with white pepper and kosher salt. Mantou, white rice, oatmeal and udon. Egg white omelette stuffed with tofu, daikon, taugeh, bamboo shoots, bonito flakes, blanched asparagus, cauliflower and paneer. Sour cream and lotus nuts on the side.
Dessert: Almond jelly with longans, lychees, white fungus, custard apple, segments of mangosteen and dessicated coconut. White chocolate meringues topped with whipped cream, mini marshmallows and minced macadamias.
Drink: Whole milk or s
oursop juice.

Menu for a transparent repast.


Appetiser: Bird's nest in clear fish broth.
Main course: Lobster sashimi with glass beehoon, wrapped in Vietnamese spring roll skins.
Dessert: Aloe vera, attap chee, konnyaku and agar-agar on shaved ice.
Drink: Soda water and vodka. 7-Up on the rocks.

Menu for a brown luncheon.


Appetiser: Lotus root soup with pork ribs and ground nuts.
Main course: Roast beef with caramelized onions. Duck stewed with chestnuts and button mushrooms. Teriyaki eel. Roasted jacket potatoes. Lamb korma. Tempeh. Seitan with mole sauce.
Toasted whole wheat bread with a choice of spreads, including peanut butter, seared goose liver and pork pate and Nutella.
Dessert: Belgian chocolate gelato with walnuts, almonds, hazelnuts, dried longans, chopped dates and wafers, powdered with cinnamon. Pecan pie drizzled with gula melaka.
Drink: Milo dinosaur and teh tarik.

Menu for a black supper.


Appetiser: Miniature squid ink pizza, topped with black olives, black garlic and beluga caviar.
Main course: Blood pudding and black chicken with buah keluak, served with black rice and dark soya sauce. Frijoles negros, century eggs and shitake mushrooms boiled in port with star anise and black truffle oil. Black hair fungus and fried scorpions.
Dessert: Compote of dark plums, blackberries, black cherries, black raspberries and blackcurrants, drizzled with dark chocolate and sprinkled with crumbled vanilla pods, Oreo cookies and bits of liquorice sticks.
Drink: Soyabean milk coloured with black sesame seeds. Guinness stout. Root beer. Coca-cola. Black coffee.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Launch of Translated Poems of Yeng Pway Ngon

I'm promoting this 'cos it's a project by The Literary Centre, the same folks who're publishing GASPP: a Gay Anthology of Singapore Poetry and Prose. The launch is this Friday night at the Arts House Play Den - come if you can!



The Literary Centre (Singapore) cordially invites you to the launch of Yeng Pway Ngon's Poems 1 [Rebellion] at The Arts House.

Poems 1 [Rebellion] is a translated selection of Yeng Pway Ngon's works published between 1967 and 1970, a period in which his poetry openly confronts issues of urban modernity, consumerism and apathy, social decadence and cultural decay, moral hypocrisy, and the corruption of power. This is the first of a series of chapbooks in translation which will explore the range of Yeng's poetry from the 1960s to the present.

Born in 1947, Yeng Pway Ngon is a poet, novelist, playwright and critic who has published 24 volumes of poetry, essays, fiction, plays and literary criticism in the Chinese language. He has previously been translated into English, Malay and Dutch. He is also the recipient of Singapore's 2003 Cultural Medallion for Literature.

Date: Friday, 15 October 2010
Time: 7pm - 9pm
Venue: Play Den, The Arts House

Featuring: Mr Yeng, and translators Alvin Pang & Goh Beng Choo

Monday, October 11, 2010

Singapore MRT Maps, Old and New

This is what I grew up with:



This is what is what we've got now:



This is what's been planned:



This is what's been rumoured to be planned:



It's a map dated to a July 2008 upload on Kong Wen Bin's blog, and the Downtown Line names are all wrong. But who'd go to so much trouble to forge something so realistic? (Well, many an Internet nerd, I guess.)

But that person really thought it would be a good idea to have an LRT station named Kling? (It's JS9.) And whoever it was seriously running out of names. S/he just started naming important figures at random: Winsemius, Parameswara, Sang Nila Utama, all the dead Presidents... And Mayflower? Tavistock???

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

GASPP: A Gay Anthology of Singapore Poetry and Prose

You may remember me calling for entries for this collection a while back. It's an anthology of writing by queer Singapore citizens and residents that I've edited together with Dominic Chua, Jasmine Seah and Irene Oh. And it's coming out this month!!!

Oh, and of course I've set up a blog about it: http://gaspp.wordpress.com. This is what our cover looks like:



It's a photo by Lin Weidong, augmented by designer David Lee.

I should list our contributors, too: Johann S. Lee, X’Ho, Ovidia Yu, Alfian Sa’at, Cyril Wong, Jason Wee, Lee Yew Leong, Ng How Wee (黄浩威), Adrianna Tan, Koh Jee Leong, Wang Zi Si (王子思), Jasmine Seah, O Thiam Chin, Zhuang Yusa, Ng Yi-Sheng, Michael Lee, Selwyn Lee, Irfan Kasban, Andrew Cheah, Michael Corbidge, Desmond Kon, Johann Loh, Chrystal Wang, Ash Lim, Geraldine Toh, Jabir Yusoff, Mint Hong (思敏), Grace Chua, Nicholas Deroose, Tata So, Dominic Chua, Tania de Rozario and a little someone called Anonymous.

Our launch dates are:

Sun 17 Oct, 2pm, Annexe Gallery, Kuala Lumpur
QUEER AS BOOKS (part of the Seksualiti Merdeka Festival)
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=135470589834336
This is a pre-launch release. Two other books will be launched at the event: the Malay-language Malaysian queer anthology Orang Macam Kita and Singaporean playwright Alfian Sa'at's Collected Plays Two. There'll also be a panel discussion at 3pm on Queer Writing in Singapore and Malaysia.

Fri 29 Oct, 8-9:30pm, Play Club, Singapore
OFFICIAL LAUNCH
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=158729217489754
This is the big one! We're planning a festive evening of readings (plus a Q&A) at one of most popular gay clubs in the city, showcasing the voices of queer Singapore writers from different generations. Free entry, of course. :)

More details as the dates draw closer!

Monday, October 04, 2010

Whoa! A bunch of my favourite films won stuff!

Re: Civic Life short film competition. Click here for the results.

Friday, October 01, 2010

Civic Life 90-second Film Competition! Vote now...

Seriously, there's some good stuff. 20 finalists here, and the deadline's this Sunday. You can only vote once, so vote wisely.

Here are a few of my faves:

When the day begins... from Prashant S on Vimeo.



Miniature Town : Potong Pasir from togusa chan on Vimeo.



Corridor from Isazaly Mohd Isa on Vimeo.




The Neighbourhood Shops are Where the Heart Is from edwin s on Vimeo.



from Esna Ong on Vimeo.

Texts Sep 2010

Finally finished with my deadlines! Will get some real reading done soon. And maybe actually watch some more movies.

*FICTION*
+Paul Theroux’s “The Mosquito Coast”
+Suchen Christine Lim’s “Gift From the Gods”
+Miguel Ángel Asturias’s “Men of Maize”
+Zee Edgell’s “Beka Lamb”

*DRAMA*
=Kee Thuan Chye’s “The Big Purge”

*NON-FICTION*
+Joan Didion’s “Salvador”
+Amir Muhammad’s “120 Malay Movies”
+Suchen Christine Lim’s “Hua Song: Stories of the Chinese Diaspora”
=Alan Shadrake’s “Once a Jolly Hangman”
+Jeffrey S. Young and William L. Simon’s “iCon: Steve Jobs: The Greatest Second Act in the History of Business”

*HARD TO CLASSIFY*
+Amir Muhammad’s “120 Malay Movies”

*FILMS*
+Boo Junfeng's "Sandcastle"

*PERFORMANCES*
=The Finger Players’ “Poop”
LaSalle’s =“Eurydice” and +“The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee”
Play Den Productions’ “Someday, Samsara”
TTRP’s “Descendants of the Eunuch Admiral”
=Singapore Repertory Theatre’s “Blackbird”
=Echo Philharmonic Society’s “Yellow River Cantata”
=one:lab’s “When the World Was Green”
=Young & W!ld’s “Unlike Some People”

*EXHIBITIONS*
=Choy Ka Fai’s “Lan Fang Chronicles”
+Terra Bajraghosa’s “Pixel X Pieces”
=Singapore Art Museum’s “Digital Nights @ SAM” and “Cheong Soo Pieng: Bridging Worlds”
+Debbie Ding’s “Singapore River as a Psychogeographical Faultline”

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

750 word exercise (lipogram)

I'm writing 750 words a day at this site to exercise my fiction and prose writing muscles. I've decided to start posting some of my pieces to encourage myself.

"Murder your children," the voices tell Mr Lee.

"Smother them in their sleep," they whisper to Mr Lo.

"Poison them," they suggest to Mr Li.

"Set your house on fire, let them burn like insects," they murmur to Mr Lu.

The four men sit before their four-pointed desk, pondering business trends. They peer over their lorgnettes, intoning figures, outlining trends, highlighting KPIs. They do not listen to the voices: devilish things, missives of Lucifer or Eris or Someone Else Much Worse.

For, should they heed these speeches, they know their world would come tumbling down. 
They love their children like no other four men love their progeny. They need their children, like cooked flesh requires sodium chloride. Children represent the future: there will be no future if their children perish before the mighty work is complete. They will not destroy their work's toddling fruit, never mind the sweet words of eleven hundred of voices.

"Torch them in the oven," they cry to Mr Li.

"Stuff them with herbs, mushrooms, ginseng," they shout to Mr Lo.

"Gut them, pull out their bones, shuck off their skin," they giggle to Mr Lu.

"Tuck in," they instruct Mr Lee.

The four men believe in discipline. Selected for their expertise, their stunning results slips, their record of never committing one error in their cycles on cycles of government service; the mousse in their comb-overs shine with their own striking luminescence, so perfect the souls of these men. True believers indeed: they give of their utmost for the glory of the further-projected good; five-pointed emblems of merit sit beside their computer monitors in their spotless offices.

They would not let one non-doctrine word pop from their lips. Yet the voices continue their endless song.

"Chop off their fingers," they wheedle Mr Lu.

"Poke out their eyes," they beg Mr Li.

"Press your body upon their tiny, writhing, helpless selves," they chortle to Mr Lo.

"Bugger them senseless," they tell Mr Lee.

The torture continues, hour on hour, week on week. The four men sit in their towers of industry, cooled wind whipping over their pores lest they perspire even briefly, wound in silken neckties, golden cufflinks, ironed trousers, woollen oversleeves, with pigskin shoes of corresponding colour. They smile to underlings, greet foreign celebrities with pomp yet obsequious respect, oppose opponents with cogent, cleverly composed responses, pose for photos, looking one hundred percent wholesome round the clock. 
Nothing pierces their veneers. Nothing deters them. The voices do nothing but force them to suffer.

It is six o'clock. There being no further meetings, Mr Lee goes home. Mr Lo goes home. Mr Lu phones his wife to suggest dinner outside, some chi-chi bistro, you think? Mr Li locks up his desk, logs off his user ID, steps into his Volvo, then speeds off to his dwelling.

His dwelling is wondrous, guests often tell the host. It is old: some colonist's folly in the tropics from the 1930s, but the stone floors, the wooden ceilings, the stone buttresses, look splendid now, restored for posterity. His living room is furnished with polished Indochinese lumber, Ming crockery, French upholstery, Hindu divinities of bronze or pumice. The lighting, of course is Swedish. The books left open on the cushions, top-notch lexicons of worldwide culture, with topics from butterfly morphology to the history of the zoetrope.

Surrounding his dwelling one will find festive blooms worthy of forestry exhibitions: hibiscus, pong-pongs, spider orchids, birds' nest ferns, coconut fronds, golden showers; lotuses touching lilies in the Nipponese pond, to boot.

Within is his domestic helper, Flor. She presses his shirts, scrubs his toilet, douses the Volvo in froth, unrolls his socks. She utilises the technology of the kitchen expertly: blenders, skillets, egg-slicers, skewers, electric stoves, woks sizzling with burning LPG. With these tools, she cooks delicious dinners for forty, lofty receptions for fifty, or simple yet sumptuous brunches for one. But mostly, she cooks for one.

For Mr Li lives with no-one. No wife, no children, no dog, no gerbil, not even koi - for the pond is empty, bereft of even the jellied roe of frogs. No sentient being will thrive in the house's vicnity, except for Flor, who thinks it swell how no beetles or mosquitoes will bug her duty.

Mr Li rolls into his drive, the entry's iron shutters closing behind his bumper. He exits his vehicle, observing with some smugness the riot of colour in his bushes: chlorophyll feeding buds of red, blossoms of purple, juicy globes of gold.

Then, in his most prized flower bed, he sees something. He steps two steps in reverse, in horror, upon viewing the sight: one tiny, murdered child.

Further note: the above extract is composed without the letter "A".