Sasatinnie Mini Nail Polish in Pink Shimmer & Purple

I was attracted to the cute heart-shaped bottles, and the fact that each bottle only contained 5.5ml of polish.


Drying speed was okay. See the nick on the second nail tip after an hour?
Lasting power is pretty good.
It took two coats of purple and three coats of pink to get the results below.
I'm loving the matte purple but not at all the shimmery pink which is too sheer.

Singapore Biennale 2011, Old Kallang Airport

We were elated to be greeted with yet another museum Open House during the weekend. This time, it was at the vacant Old Kallang Airport. I used to pass by the beautiful ship-like building on my way to ice-skating classes at Kallang Leisure Park, and wondered then, what it was.

* I wanted one of those helium balloons so badly, but as we arrived late and left even later, they were completely given out by then.


So, as I learnt that day, it's the Terminal Building, reminding me of the sea with its green glass windows.


... and 9 other random facts about the Old Kallang Airport.


The exhibits were in various school-like blocks scattered around the extensive grounds. Typical of schools during my time, there is no air-conditioning, and given the sweltering heat, we tried to make our way through as quickly as possible.

Wicked much? Lol.


A common sight in Singapore these days. You wouldn't have known that the National Stadium once stood there. I should perhaps feel sad, but for the fact that something bigger and better is coming our way, as always. Hmm... I have never seen the National Day parade live before, but I had been a participant in a Chinese dance once upon a long long time ago. With unenthusiastic parents, there are no pictures unfortunately.

Creepy. And that brings to mind Allison Harvard from ANTM I can't remember which cycle. My thoughts are random. Lol.

Things you can do with a hook. A pity The Noose has ended its run. I was beginning to have a slight liking for MPD. Random again.


Thick winter clothing makes me pine for Hokkaido. I miss the snow! Perhaps I should do a post on the wintry views from the trains and buses as we made our way through Hokkaido in early 2009. What? It's been 2.5 years already?! Time for another winter trip :)


It could have been Sadako's hair. And you can't see her standing behind you but she can see you. lol. Gosh, I wish they'd screen more Thai horror.


It makes me wonder if I'm a part of Mike Nelson's La Cannibale (Parody Consumption and Institutional Critique) (2008) featuring plinths shattered by a past unknown. Hopefully just looking in.



The experience of Old Kallang Airport translated and frozen onto glass by Gosia Wlodarczak, a Polish artist living and working in Melbourne.


I thought it was a prop, flipped it and found out that it was a real book featuring a collection of 100 contributions from different artists, curators, musicians, and writers on their aural guilty pleasures.


Be happy.


Mega jigsaw puzzle pieces. I wonder why no one thought of fixing it. The heat perhaps.



Last but not least, my favourite installation of the day! Photographs of the bombing of Nagasaki and Hiroshima? Look closely and you'll be amazed!


Yes, it's one of the many hand-embroidered silk pieces by Korean artist Kyungah Ham, commissioned by North Korean factories in an attempt to communicate knowledge subject to censorship across the closed border.

Detail from Nagasaki & Hiroshima Mushroom Clouds 02, 2010


I'm Hurt, 2009-2010 and I'm Sorry, 2009-2010. Four simple words that say so much.

Singapore Biennale 2011, National Museum of Singapore

The Singapore Biennale 2011 was yet another opportunity for us to visit the museums for free! We parked at Fort Canning which was just across the road, on the day that they happened to be staging Shakespeare in the Park - Macbeth.


The area surrounding my favourite red pepper was undergoing improvement works.


Down the escalator and into an entire space devoted to the works of Ruangrupa, a collective of artists from Jakarta. Their installation, Singapore Fiction, 2011 was commissioned by the Singapore Biennale. I found it interesting and humorous, albeit a little amateurish.

Postcards that made me chuckle!




Horror. Brought to mind school days and stories of decapitated heads atop revolving ceiling fans.



The supernatural. And a free ghost story to go along.



What we are famous for, and by that I mean our no spitting law. And again no, we're not China.


I almost passed this installation by, without so much as a glance, had the boy not pointed it out to me. Our fave pastime as kids.


Blow up dolls not available then?


There was a different exhibition going on inside the Lower Level Gallery. Upon entry, the first thing we saw was Flooded McDonald's (2008). A film created by Superflex to engage people in everyday issues of globalisation, it was "a slow narrative of the destructive process".


I was facsinated by the Spring and Autumn series of embroidered images by husband and wife team, Shao Yinong and Muchen. Developed over 6 years and exhibited for the first time, the 13 pieces feature delicate Suzhou silk embroidery, suggesting the fragility of political and economic power. The notes featured are all obsolete as the ruling powers that created them are no longer in power.

"Currency becomes so feathery light and thin that it floats in the air. It looks so delicate and weak but it is as sharp as a blade and fatally lethal. This is the lost arena hidden within currency."

1935, One Chinese Note (Temple of Heaven)


1910, 100 Russian Note (Catherine II)


1942, 10,000 Chinese Note (Dr Sun Yat-sen)


White Discharge, 2010 by Teppei Kenuiji. White polyester resin freezes once familiar objects into a permanent and unfamiliar state of transition, with the 'whiting out' suggesting wiping out and thus potential of blank space. I think I still know what they once were, do you?





From Pak-kun, August 10, 2008 is a collection of letters that Chiang Mai-born artist, Navin Rawanchaikul, wrote to his daughter Mari when he was working abroad. Of Indian ethnicity and living and working between Chiang Mai and Japan, his works explore local identity and the impact of migration and globalized culture.



Steps of Predicaments by Gigi Scaria explores the seismic impact of rapid urban development and the rural-urban migration to the city, on people and social structures. Does sad pigeon holes of anonymity and homogeneity indicate progress?


On that note, I would like to say that we have a need for quality instead of quantity when it comes to people and technology. Seems harsh?

Open house at the old Kallang airport coming up next!