This market is located just beside my house! How convenient right! I stayed here since I was primary 1 and would frequent the the market with my grandmother on a regular basis. However, as I got older, I stopped going to the market with her due to my other commitments, or perhaps, that is simply a lame excuse for my laziness.
As, the market is located just beside my house, I would walk pass it everyday, but i have never once stepped inside for the past eleven years until one fine day when my grandma wanted to buy food for the reunion dinner that I decided to go back to the market.
What struck me when i stepped into the market was the sense of familiarity. Although I have not stepped in once in the past eleven years, nothing much changed. The stalls were still retained the way they were and the aunty and uncles whom in some way or another, watched me grow up were still there. It warmed my heart for they still remember me and many of them still remember me. However, a sense of guilt overwhelmed me as many of them throw me similar questions in the line of “Wow! You have sure grown a lot! Why did you stop going to the market with your grandma”. My grandma would reply with “My granddaughter is really busy.”, laughing it off. It made me realise how selfish I have been and how I have neglected my grandmother. Going back to this market has taught me to treasure things before me and it too evoke a sense of nostalgia and warmth.
When I went back again on Saturday to take photos, all the uncle and aunties were really welcoming and friendly. (BACK TO KAMPONG DAYS HAHAHA)
I adopted a warm coloured palette where the photos bear a reddish hue as I hope to convey the sense of warmth and nostalgia. Yet, at the same time, red does to create a sense of unease and discomfort for the viewers and this paired with the dark tones of the photos, I hope to convey the idea of guilt.
SYNOPSIS: A girl named Jia Zhen was gifted with the power to suck up things which made her unhappy. The first thing you would notice about her would be her perfect circular, peanut MnM sized nostrils. Life was a breeze for her as, when school gets stressful, she would simply just suck her teachers up.
When I think of mark making, I imagine a studio full of heavy printing presses with the distinct smell of ink… a technique that is very systematic and mechanical.
Instead, we were introduced to the method of making marks with organic and simple everyday items (no need for fancy expensive materials poor art students like me can’t afford). As I am ever so obsessed with food, needless to say, i brought some dried ingredients to class. I dug through my grandma’s kitchen stash and managed to find quite a few items which have pretty interesting textures.
We were then left to experiment on our own… TIME TO GET MESSY AND MY HANDS DIRTY!!!
Here are some of the prints i ended up with
We also had a go at mono printing!!!
I really love how each print is unique and different! The element of chance plays an important part in each creation and there can sometimes be happy accidents 🙂 The result from each print never fail to surprise me!
Back in hall…
and I managed to achieve a few interesting marks! Something to note when using calligraphy/rice paper is that you really have to control the ink, for instance the amount applied, the pressure, as well as the time you let the paper sit on the ink as i have torn quite a few pieces of paper.
Now with these experiments done, I am ready to move on to developing my idea and EXPERIMENTING MOREEEEEE