Saturday, March 10, 2012

Quality Times with your loved ones.

As i walked down the stairs from where my present studio is in the Museum I noticed one of the staff members fixing  am poster of  one of my shwos that was held at the Museum gallery two or three years ago entitled "Sketches of Life". It evoked pleasant memories and it was a good show.
Later in the afternoon my daughter and I took a slow drive across the Penang Bridge headed across the bay to  Sungai Dua where my cousin Rahim and his wife Mazita lives with their four children. Rahim opened a food stall at the Sungai Pinang Food Court on the Island and sis doing quite well. Before this he had tried the same near his home in Sungai Dua but did not do too well and before that he had a Chicken Chop stall at Taman Sardon where i used to hang out and that oo did not work out and beefore that He and I had tried our hands at farming growing Rozele in Tasek Gelugor and that too failed. Rahim is one who will survive simply because he is ver resourcefull  and a very hard worker.  
I enjoy being at my cousin's home as it is situated next to the rice fields and  has a waterway running close by. It was very relaxing as it was also breezy under the shade of  palm tress. and the wide open space of the ricefield gives one a sense of openness inside out. . 
My daughter was at home with the little ones as she had been their babysitter in the past at one time or another.  All together there are five girls and the oldest already in college while the youngest is barely six months old. My cousins has a full load on their hands.



Having our lunch outdoor was a treat as always when I visit them  and I enjoyed picking  the  sald  from  the trees and plants around the compound to add "ulam' to the meal.

The simple pleasures in life that cost little but well worth the  trip. It is  a virtue  that we keep our blood ties and relationships well guarded throughout our lives according to Islam and this I try to accomplish whenever i get the chance to, I visit.
The Malay Madonna and Child.
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OHH Yes!! and all we need is a smoke of the 'rokok daun' to polish off the afternoon before a nap in the hammock.

Group Exhibition at Rashid's Place.

On the roadside directly in front of the Gallery Seni Lukis Melayu or Malay Art gallery a trishaw peddler  squats fixing his vehicle oblivious to what was going on around him. Acceptance is a very strong virtue that can turn weakness into strength and survival. Many of us have a hard time acknowledge who we are and what our limitations in this life is and thus we live in constant conflict. We could have been better, should have been better aught to be better than who we are and so we live day to day trying to become something we think we aught to be rather than being who we really are. This trishaw peddler to me has accepted who he was and is perfectly at peace with it. He may be poor financially but he is at peace with being who or where he was at. 
Fifteen Penang artists took part in the exhibition which took place at the Penang  Malay Art Gallery on Chulia street in downtown Georgetown. It was an effort to bring together artist from all the different races to work together and this is our second effort. The first was held at the Penang Chinese Chamber of Commerce Town Hall a year ago and it numbered twenty five artists. The Malay Art Gallery being smaller in space the number of artist was reduced but most of the original artists joined the show. The majority of the artists were Chinese and with four Malays and an Indian made it a good selection of works that reflects the Penang Art Scene.
A good shot of one of my works being entertained! We could not find  any prominent figure to officiate the opening of the show and so it was launched by everyone present with Rashid giving his short speech.thanking everyone and apologizing for everything that was not happening.that should have happened. I understand that it is not an easy task to set up a show especially when it involves fifteen participants.
A son  proud of his father's efforts, (I hope).
Malay, Chinese Indian and a mixed of a little of this and that in my case.
Wah Peng, Osman and Vasu 
Everyone having a fun time with the laksa Penang being served.
Brian and wife, a couple who is one of the most supportive of the  fine  arts activities in the Georgetown area. They are also art collectors and have a serious collection of their own.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Toys of the past

The Musium Galleri Tuanku Fauziah, (MGTF)  USM, collection of  cultural artifacts  is one of the most  interesting  part of the whole Museum as it gets more and more pricelss with age not only in terms of monetary values but more importantly in terms of its cultural heritage values. The fact these 'antiques' works of human creative imagination carries with them a whole history of the culture that they were originated from. Today they are displayed mostly hidden in dark corners (for aesthetic effects) left as though as haunts for wayward spirits to rest within them.The displa that most intrigued me are the Mah Meri wooden sculptures said to have been conceived from dreams of the artisans and other members of the tribe.
 

Mah Meri Origin.


They lived on stilt huts around the coastal regions of Selangor, Johore and Singapore.
Known by various names namely Besisi, Mah Bertise, orang Persisir & Mah Meri. They were generally referred to as the Sea Gypsies or sea nomads, four generations ago, a term used to encompass a number of related ethnic groups with similar traditional lifestyles, such as the Moken of the Burmese-Thai Mergui Archipelago, Choa Lay ( Urak Laot ) of Phuket Thailand and the Orang Laut of southeastern Sumatra and the Riau Islands of Indonesia.
The Mah Meri never left the government villages and returned to the ocean where they have build their own community village on the islands and mainland unlike the others. However they still survive by searching the ocean for fish and other seafood.
For most of the year, maritime Mah Meri used to reside on 6 to 8 meter-long dugouts constructed with a deck and sailing mast made from palm sheets. The sides of the boat are built up with stems of a palm placed one on top of the other, caulked with tree resin, and lashed together. Amidship, Mah Meri build a hearth with earth on the deck to avoid fire. A sheltered living area, built on deck toward the boat’s stern, is constructed of split bamboo arch supports covered with a removable palm-leaf roof, which can be rolled up and stowed away or used as a shelter on shore. When they anchor near shore they either build small temporary beach huts or, more typically, continue to reside on boats. Where the sea is shallow they construct single-room houses on stilts on the strand or out in the shallow water.

For most of their history, the Mah Meri have been a nomadic, seafaring people, living off the sea by trading and subsistence fishing. The boat dwelling Mah Meri are shy, non-aggressive and enigmatic people. They kept close to the shore by erecting houses on stilts, and traveled using paho’, handmade boats which many lived in. Although historically the origin of the Mah Meri is vague lacking written documents and relying only on oral history, distinct similarities in ideology, linguistic and cultural practices suggest strongly that they from the same roots. Driven by the search of better marine life, avoiding natural calamities like storms and fear of pirate attacks they move along the west coast of the Malay peninsula from Myanmar, Thailand right down to the island of Singapore. The over whelming use of Malayo-Mon Khmer dialect would substantiate the anthropological origins of the Malay peninsula sea nomads groups as part of the Austronesian people to be from Malaya.

Religion


Animistic beliefs in spirits and spirits of their ancestors.
Although most of their cultural practices and sacred sites are long gone reminisce of the old rituals survived. Healing, protection and legendary spirits are still deeply rooted in everyday life. For the Mah Meri more than 150 spirits images were documented and related stories still remembered although most of the rituals are long forgotten with exception to a few.
Among most boat-dwellers , community spirit mediums are consulted at least once a year for a public séance and trance dancing. The Mah Meri call upon the spirits on a special day known as Hari Moyang and heal the seas in a ceremony called Puja Pantai. In times of sickness and natural catastrophe , the bomoh or shaman are also called upon to remove illness causing harm to the community. They do this by performing the ancak or setting a “spirit boat” adrift in the open sea beyond the village or anchorage. Unfortunately there is no record of a recent execution of this ritual.
Last night I sat and watched the movies  "Insidious" a horror flick with my son Karim  and we discuseed about the supernatural and its beliefs among people of the world. Today I read about the happenings in London among the African immigrants of children being tortured and sacrificed to the spirits and demons...it is a little disturbing needless to say. Most of us have become so modernized in our ways that we are so removed from the things of the spirit world, the Unseen world or as one of the character in the movie put it "the further place". Modern day scientific minded people tends to call the other dimension or parallel dimension, a dimension that exist alongside that of our world.  In our dire need to advance and develope driven by economic as well as other drives to prosper in this day and age we have dismissed this facet of our existence until it demands our attention. 
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Ibrahim Hussein, his Legacy