I went MAAD (Market of Artists And Designer) together with a friend. Review: Feels good =). Of particular interest is a Stall of Poets. You just give them your name and a word, they will write a poem impromptu and you can come back and collect in 10-15 mins and pay any amount you like. I gave them 'Jiefeng' and 'Magic'.
*15 mins later*
I got back an envelope, type-written (yes, they used those obsolete type-writers):
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it's a kind of magic
jia feng
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(Yes, they spelled my name wrongly, and there is no stamp.) I paid them $5, for mine and my friend's, and left.
Then we went Raffles City, ate Roti Plata with Egg and Roti Plata with Cheese and Sausage, bought copy of Daily Bugle (the newspaper is owned by Peter Parker's boss) at $1, a Neil Gaiman story book titled Coraline at a comic shop, and saw a very interesting wine glass in another shop. The label on the glass reads:
'A MAN IS INCOMPLETE UNTIL HE IS MARRIED...
THEN HE IS FINISHED.'
*Pondering...* (Should I complete myself? ) Hmmm... Haha! =P
Then there is still time, so we went CHIMES for a walk, admiring the architecture abit, before we went Victoria Theatre for the production, 0501.
The Front of House was dark, and there is eerie sound effect. Big glass jars lies on the floor, small lighted light bulbs in side the jars, wires all over the floor and ceilings.
We were greeted by a usher and were told that we still can't go into the theatre yet, later we will be shown where is the entrance, meanwhile we can take a look at the installation art... (Met Xiangbin, Jingwen and their bunch of TTP friends while we were hanging around outside the theatre.)
The show / experience began there and then, the moment you reach the theatre, even before you go into it, and it felt like we were going for Fright Night. You felt expectant, wondering what the show is about, and abit scared even. It is, for the lack of a better word, interesting!
Then it is time and the usher lead us out of the Front of House, round the side of the theatre, and entered through the back door. And we found ourselves on the stage! (Ok, strictly speaking it is the backstage, with the cyclorama rolled up, so the backstage and the stage is merged into one.) We sat on the stools provided, facing the cushioned seats. All around us are metal tins hanging on ropes from the top. Inside are our program booklets. (Ok, it is not booklets. It is just big sheets of paper rolled up.) In front and behind us are strange installations, cage, stacks of fans, platforms and a dog (real one), with the actors doing their respective stuffs. Minutes later, the dim lights went faded out, one actor abruptly pull a rope and all the metal tin buckets with their program booklets rise up. The show started.
(Hmmm... I did say I this entry is a brief summary, didn't I? Okok, I will keep it short.)
The show ended. Lights up. One actor in front gestured to us, inviting us to walk down the stage and exit by the entrance. (Only after he gestured a few time then we managed to realize he wanted us to leave...)
What I think of the show? It is abstract, beautiful, thought provoking, extreme immersing, dream-like, unique. An experience. Nice. I know you will like it. Too bad you didn't watch it.
A fulfilling Saturday. Satisfied. =)
P.S. Sorry sisters. Can’t meet up with you gals yesterday. My fault.
P.P.S. For those interested to know what is between 'The show started' and 'The show ended', you can look at my friend's blog entry, though I believe it is such an experience that it can never be expressed through words. (Actually is I'm lazy. Haha! =P)
P.P.P.S. For those interested to know what is inside the poet's envelope, it is this:
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ILLUSIONS
delusions
magic
capture
mesmerize
dazzle
lie to me
MAGIC!
i want to believe your tricks
when make yourself disappear…
it’s
magic!!!!
let me see that act
where you cut me to pieces
magic!!!
i am whole again.
flowers churn from your hat
birds
emerge from your
empty
hands
magic!!!
` i stand in awe
you
great
magician
magic!!!
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Nice!
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