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12x: Aftermath and Afterthoughts.
Monday, June 14, 2010

That was an interesting experience. The art show exhibiting my piece(Disease), has finally ended. And was it something to remember? Kinda. Yeah.

A lil’ peek at the exhibits.

What you see when you enter.

My favourite piece in the gallery. :D

And my little weird thing right there.

My first impression of the gallery wasn’t quite an impactful one. It wasn’t the biggest, nor the most interesting I have seen. It was spacey, and pretty dull. Neither were there many guests might I add.

I originally came down on Wednesday for an interview from youth.sg. And boy, I have never stuttered so much in my life. But the bad interview aside, I met other artists, including people I have previously met. I left Evil Empire quite baffled.

On 12th June(Ballot day), it was pretty crowded and I don't think Berny’s fee worked that well simply because no one was actually manning the door. Heh. The point is, it was a complete 180° from the Wednesday before.

The balloting went on pretty wildly, lots of hoohah over the most popular pieces, some people grumbling about their bad luck, some being completely deceptive to get what they want. The person who got my piece got lectured for wanting to get choices from the other room. Honestly, I wasn’t too happy about that, but I’m sure he’ll find a place for it(and hopefully it’s not a dumpster). He did kind of explain later that he didn’t really notice it at first so I’ll let that go. Me being unnecessarily intoxicated before the event sort of did help keep my ‘poker face’ up.

keep calm and carry on… ^^

Well, in addition to the big event, I met a few new people, artists just like me at their first art show. I would say it was nothing like I’d expect. The show, to be completely honest, wasn’t the most interesting display of work I’ve seen. But all air conditioning complaints and space constraint aside, it was similar to puppies waiting anxiously for random lonely people to take them home. It was generally quite unnerving. Even the stupid genital jokes seemed to get some laughs.

But after the excitement, there were artists, art aficionados and random other guests made merry, had drinks and enjoyed conversation. The mood instantly lightened up after everyone got their works and met their artists. It was unlike anything I expected or experienced and I’ll probably remember this as fondly as my first art show. Thanks Berny for forcing me to do this. Heh.


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