Malaysian Contemporary Art: malaysia contemporary painting

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title : badak sumbu dari sumatra

ink on chinese paper.

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Malaysian Contemporary Art: cats and dogs exhibition, Penang...

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=228778030505508&set=pu.210003085716336&type=1&theater

i joined the Cracko Art Group, and this is my first exhibition.... a new beginnning... nice..

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http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150252728967284&set=a.442502492283.237500.703767283&type=1&theater

come check out this piece I did last weekend (23rd July 2011) with my friend "Ean Ze" from keningau, Sabah, Malaysia!! hehe...

Reagan starts jogging...

In attempt to look good for my wedding, I kinda decided to jog, but it never materialized until today when my better half met Nova, a friend of ours who is into fitness herself. She volunteered to 'train' me and Anne to get to that level of health.

So with my shorts and my one-size-bigger 'Shin Chan' tee, I drove to the jogging track where Noves and Anne had long started their jog, I was exited. It's been a while since I jogged...and because of that reason, I became worried..well, read on okay, it gets better, or worst, at least for me.

Noves had this system, "walk for 1 minute, run for 1 minute"...I thought "pff, I can do that anytime".

We started walking for a minute, then she announced, "30 second!"

I was still indifferent bout the whole 1 minute system, then She looked at me and said " 5...4...3...2........1.........RUN!"

my pace sped, my heart raced, I was running! I could feel my blood pumping...wooohooo!!!

But that was the first minute....

second minute: walking minute....I had 60 seconds of oxygen, inhaaaaaale exhaaaaale....... inh...." 15 seconds!" She took my oxygen moment just by saying numbers....argh...

Before I know it, it was the running minute again, 60 looooong seconds of running...

left, right, left, right, left, right......breathe, breathe, ........pant , pant, snort snort.... I was creating so many sounds just by breathing, you have no frickin idea....

At one point, my belly bounced so hard when we going down hill, I almost 'produced gas'...

"5 seconds!...." God! Thank you! walking minute came, it was heaven again...." 15 seconds!" i rolled my eyes and said goodbye to heaven as I descend back to jogging hell... another minute of panting....

"Kalau kau tidak tahan , let me know kay..." " if you can't go on, let me know kay"....

I said "No, I'm okay" what I really wanted to say was " I want my Mommy!!"...

" Why!!! Why!! for a moment, my meals flashed in front of me...the jia siang pork balls, the big macs, the snack plates.....arghhh!!" I hate you Colonel Sanders, I hate you Ronald!! I hate you nice-taufupok-promoting-waitress....!!! Now I have to pay back...huhu

Cut the story short, I 'pancit', I said goodbye to my ego and surrendered.

And next friday, Noves will be back again, and this time, I'm dragging Chris Pereira, my friend along for the "fun".... hehe... don't get me wrong, Nova's cool... I just hate the game...haha... can't wait for friday...

the dish washer in Lido

Its kinda hard for me to sleep tonight, probably because of the heat of Kota Kinabalu City, but I feel there's something more emotional than just the weather.

See, I was walking in Lido this afternoon when I passed this Indian restaurant which we normally call them 'mamak', I was passing at the rear part of the shop so I had the unfortunate chance to see what was going on back there. there were two children sitting in front of five huge basins filled with murky soapy water that contained dirty dishes. these kids are workers of the restaurant, their jobs, manual dish washers. which I find very sad.

these kids should be at home playing or studying, but because of 'this great life' they had to work in order to eat and survive.

enuff said! today I would indeed promised myself not to go to any restaurants that uses kids for cheap labor... car wash centers in Kota Kinabalu are some of the places where you can find these poor kids, some of them locals and some of them are migrant, but most of them are stateless...

friends, do your part to prevent child labor from continuing... I myself will also find out what can be done to tackle this issue. If not, I will have more sleepless nights. till then...

Malaysian Contemporary Art: me and green surf.

i did a collaboration mural work with the awesome Cracko art group. Had so much fun. some of the artists couldn't stand the fumes of the spray paint, but for me and i guess the rest, it has this "kick" to it. it was all goood.. i didn't really need alcohol that night to get high. anyway this is the pic from that fun filled day... i hope to work with the Cracko Art Group again in the future.keeping my fingers cross, hehe.


here's a link for u to see more of the great mural the rest of the artists did, Anddy Romeo Dulait, Adam Jamal, Phey LSW, Libby Illyas, Ashley, Arthur, Azlan, and many more cool artits, not forgetting Cracko himself! here it is.. http://artcracko.blogspot.com ... have fun!