Showing posts with label Art and Photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art and Photography. Show all posts

Saturday, 20 March 2010

Quest for Immortality

Throughout history, men have been obsessed with the quest for immortality, especially those in possession of great power and were held in high esteem. In recent years, we have the example of Chairman Mao, whose embalmed body is still on display in Beijing. From ancient times, the stories of Emperor Qin's fanatic search for the elixir of immortality are passed down from one generation to the next and many have seen his extensive terracotta army buried underground for his posthumous command. And long before that in the ancient Egyptian civilisation, bodies were desiccated and preserved for reunification with their spirits in the afterlife.

To put into modern day perspective, the fuss surrounding the ancient Egyptian's funerary procedures seems redundant. From building a pyramid to mummifying a body, to the complex rituals being performed, those were done to prepare the deceased for smooth transition into an afterlife, which I am not sure really does exist. Mummificiation itself was an elaborated process, grotesque if I may say, where brain was drawn out through the nostrils and organs pulled out from only a 3 inch long incision at the flank. Why the intricacy? Surely a simple surgical procedure would have quite easily achieved the same result. Even if surgery was not so advanced at that time, it would have been a more straightforward task if bigger slits were made on the cadaver, did not matter if that inflicted lacerated wounds.

But it did matter, not just cosmetically but every other minute details in the mummification process. The ancient Egyptians viewed the afterlife as sacrosanct and out of respect for the deceased, the body must be preserved as complete as possible. The importance of the afterlife to an Egyptian is most appropriately summarised in the following statement:

Sure, everyone likes to look pretty while he/she is "alive".

My favourite in the Quest for Immortality exhibition at the National Museum is the showcase of mummies. To me they are mysterious and bizzare, creepy but intriguing. After attending a 90 minute lecture on mummification, I am totally an expert non-professional embalmer! All I need is a twisted clothe hanger (for whisking up the brain then extracting it), an Ethiopian stone (obsidian knife made of volcanic glass; if not available I will improvise with a scalpel), 400 pounds of natron (similar to a composition of 60% baking soda 40% table salt), 50 yards of untreated linen (available today only in Ireland), some resin (for gluing the bandage together), a tent in an open space and 70 days... plus the guts of a hippopotamus so that I will not faint haha!


A mummy from several centuries BC (I forgot the year). The black stone-liked items on the mummy's chest are scarab amulets (scarabs being the black beetles that Rick and Evelyn O'Connell often encountered in the Egyptian tombs). These amulets protected the heart against betrayal.

The heart was regarded as most sacred in ancient Egyptian culture for it was believed that in there intelligence resided. The "Book of the Death" dedicated chapters to ensure that the heart was never to be separated from the body. According to the Book of the Death, the heart of a deceased would be weighed against the "feather of truth" (symbolically). If the heart was heavier, it would mean that the person was not pure (evil, hence with a heavy heart) and would be denied to enter the afterlife.


The ancient Egyptians believed that one thinks with the heart, not with the brain. That was probably why the brain was callously removed and disposed during the mummification process while the heart kept intact. Given our understanding today, would we have done the reverse? The other organs such as stomach, intestines, lungs and liver were kept in the canopic jars with carvings of heads of the 4 gods, responsible for guarding each organ.


This is a marvellous piece from 700-600 BC. The outer casing looks like a piece of thin wood or plastic but is actually the wrapping of untreated linen painted over with resin (called the cartonnage cover). As the resin dried up, the linen hardened and was then decorated with drawings of gods, patterns and hieroglyphic spells.


A closer look at how delicate the drawings are and the colours remained vivid after 2,700 years.


Mummified cat (you probably can't tell because it has been "elongated" by the lousy photographer).

Other interesting exhibits at the museum include artifacts found in burial tombs, statues of ancient Egyptian gods, hieroglyphic inscriptions.


Tomb carvings representing the replicas of the deceased, though not necessary to bear facial or physical resemblance.


Inscription in Hieratic, a cursive script derived from hieroglyph for quick writing in day-to-day activities such financial accounts. Thank goodness... can you imagine booking keeping in hieroglyph otherwise?


Statue of an elephant in motion (only 3 pieces in the world), very rare as most other Egyptian statues were carved in static. And the sphinx of a royalty distinguished by his elaborate headdress.


Probably the oldest artifact I have ever seen... dated 3100 BC! It is very tiny, less than 10cm carved out of a hippo ivory (hmm... why carve small statue out of big tusk?).


Colour palette for cosmetics in the shape of fish (believed to be a tuna) and tiny container with stick for eye makeup.

Thursday, 11 March 2010

At the studio

Never tried studio photography before and knew nothing about studio lighting. I attuned my camera to a dummy proof setting (as advised by the professional) and started shooting at random, disregarding all good advices which I previously learnt about 45 degree angle.

At the end of the day, I realised I can never become a studio photographer. I was laughing too hard behind the camera at the funny pose of the adult models. As for the kids, they were so disoriented and temperamental which I have little patience for. But it was fun watching the "wild musicians" slamming the piano keys and smashing the drums... although that was really a photographer's nightmare.


Solemn pianist and crazy rocker! Did I mention they are brothers?


PHD reading like a wise man.


I wanted a Ferrari, you gave me a "Fellali"!




Family photo... so blissful. (Photo courtesy of Mr Heng)

Thursday, 15 October 2009

Relativity

Relativity is a strange concept.

There is good and there is bad.

You can be happy and you can be sad.

But I feel small in front of the tallest building;

And I still feel small on top of the tallest building.

That can only mean, I am absolutely small.

Thursday, 17 September 2009

Raffles


He stood solemnly amidst the competing skyscrappers. He observed the changes and awed at how much the city has grown.


The shadows of the past still linger on; as if those from the yester years, like himself, too have found a foothold in the present.


But the once bustling quay side is now without a single soul. The bumboats have long departed, leaving behind a quiet serenity... so clear and still like a mirror, reflecting the past and the present concurrently.


Could he have imagined a city sophisticated by day and stunning by night?


He would have loved an intoxicating evening enwrapped by arts and music, no doubt about that.


These changes, welcoming or not, are inevitable. The process is continuous, like a flow of lights without a destination. Time and tide wait for no man.


Yet the colonial past will never be fully erased. It has injected uniqueness into this place, blended in with modernity to perfection.


And we will rise further, shine brighter. It is what this place is about, where the creation of a new life never stops...

Sunday, 28 June 2009

The last days of Punggol wilderness







By a city girl's standard, this part of Punggol is a "wilderness". Soft sand, wild flowers, trees standing barren admist the lalang fields, totally uninhabited... maybe not quite.



The HDB flats in the background are located within such proximity to my so-called "wilderness". I won't be surprised that very soon, the lalang fields will be replaced by residential skyscrappers and new inhabitants... children in their bicycles, domestic helpers chilling and chatting along the void deck, couple of eldely folks having a game of chess, footprints, vandalism... and all other signs of a human habitat.

Something like this.




We walked a long way and searched for quite some time before finding this metal bridge. It is worned out, broken, full of potholes... in fact, barely a bridge. But there is a certain charm about it. After returning home, I keep thinking and wonder for what purpose is a bridge there. It is erected over a tiny... I will call it, a stream and we also found that the other side is accessible from another road without the bridge. I have no clue how long the bridge has stood there and what was in the vicinity previously. They are all part of history now and unfortunately, lost to time.

We met a nice family who was fishing along the river opposite Coney Island. They told me that this place will be fenced up and closed to public by the end of the day. It didn't look to me like any major construction work is going to be carried out in the few days to follow. But development of this area in the very near future seems inevitable.



It is very sad that we are losing more and more of "nature" to "urbanisation". Even as it is today, this natural environment has not been well maintained. It could have been used by some as an illegal dumping field... we found old TV sets, furnitures and all kinds of human trash there.



Nevertheless, we were lucky to be there to see the last of this place and to have met a bunch of helpful and friendly people. Most of all, like my friend said, it was nice walk.


A punggol sunrise.

Sunday, 17 May 2009

Singapore River KO HPJ

I've always loved the nightscape at Huang Pu Jiang. It is very beautiful. But the Singapore River view was a knock out tonight! Maybe it is just a matter of perspective or mood.





"Durian" season. So much controversies about this structure at the time it was being built. Today, the Esplanade Theatre is a unique and distinctive icon of Singapore.






The colour of the sky changes in minutes.


Not fireworks or laser show; just alternative photography.

Saturday, 17 January 2009

完美

It's only your imagination

Friday, 16 January 2009

残缺

Thursday, 15 January 2009


画蛇添足
Where's the snake?

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

raining street animated Pictures, Images and Photos


rain Pictures, Images and Photos