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Friday, December 26, 2008



Comics 2008

Another entry I blogged on at the end of 2007 was the comics I enjoyed during the year. Well, these are taken from pages of comics I enjoyed in 2008... They are, from top left, "fun house" by alison bechdel, "shortcomings" by adrian tomie, alan moore's classic "v for vendetta", darwyn cooke's "the new frontier", tatsumi's "goodbye", alan moore's "the league of extraordinary gentlemen, vols 1 & 2", stories from "creepy" archives, vol. 1, "american born chinese" by gene yang and "iron man" by adi granov. Their art is extraordinary. The last 2 are almost polar opposites; Gene Yang's highly stylised panels versus Adi's naturalistic, painterly art. Judging which was the best would be silly, but for sheer gleeful pleasure; it's the compilation from "creepy".

Chup
postscript: Borders was having 45% discount yesterday (26 Dec) and I went and bought 2 more comics; Darwyn Cooke's revived "The Spirit", Book 1, and Moore/Bolland's "Batman: Killing Joke". Terrific stuff.

Thursday, December 25, 2008


Marriage
Today is Christmas Day, and it's the 45th wedding anniversary of my parents' wedding. The photo on the left is the most recent one I took of them, up in the hills of Pahang, in a mock-Alsace resort, just a couple of weeks ago. My mum has decided this year that she would no longer dye her hair, and they are now both compatible again down to the hair colour! They were married in Dec 1963, and I was born in Oct 1964. Pretty quick work, I'd say. Over the years they have become more alike. Perhaps my mum was once a concise person but because my dad can be hard of hearing, as most men are, she has become fond of repeating herself. And if my dad was once less communicative, he has now become more open to tell her everything he does. So they talk a lot to each other and always have topics to discuss. They almost never quarrel. I cannot imagine them without the other.
Yesterday, Lin told me someone was getting a divorce. It was due to "irreconcilable difference". Whatever happened to good old-fashioned adultery, I thought. Shouldn't that be the only justifiable cause of divorce, that a union has been "irrevocably shattered"? Isn't "difference" a given, and there are no truly compatible couples (except very dull ones where each spouse has no individuality?) And then there are couples who expect the other party to change after marriage. Hello? I'm not saying that every marriage should last forever. I'm saying one enters into a marriage with eyes wide open and the grounds of a divorce shouldn't be "irreconcilable difference" because these differences would have been evident before marriage. If you knew there were difference and you knew that people don't change, then why divorce over this?
What does it take to stay together for 45 years? From what I can see; open communication, a sense of humour, good temper, reasonableness, live and let live. I've never heard them say, "I love you" to one another. They didn't need to. Their deeds said it all.
Today, Lin gave me a wallet. As I emptied my old one, I found a photo of us taken before we were married. It was taken in one of those photo booths so popular then. You chose the template you want and the photo is printed out in sticker form. Lin chose "Love Forever". That was more than 7 years ago. Our hair was still black, and fuller-bodied. We have a long journey ahead of us....

Chup











Father and Son
Let me be utterly selfish and retrace the 7 months of growing and ageing that has transpired in these photos. We never bought a video camera because Lin keeps saying no need, we'll never watch them and the video mode of the Canon Ixus is good enough. As if in compensation, we shot tons of photos. I'm being selfish here because I'm only doing like 10% of the parenting compared to Lin. And yet, I'm hogging the scene here. She'll forgive me because this is Christmas Day. It's such a guilty pleasure!
Chup



































Best of 2008

I've not blogged for over 6 months and I put the reasons to the arrival of Zach, the adoption of facebook, and the change of jobs in Aug. But really, they're excuses because if I really have things to say, it's the blog rather than facebook. As the year ends, I best continue what I did last Dec; sieve through the photos taken this year and select a few that will remind me of something meaningful in 2008 for the years ahead. For a change, these will all be "portrait" format, although I shoot 80% of the time in "landscape" format.
Some notes: the top photo was taken in Dubai, looking out the apartment of a posh condo next to the Burj Dubai, which is still under construction. The whole experience of living in Dubai is a fight against nature, a complete disconnect between the air-con interiors and the sweltering exteriors. My friend's apartment had a balcony like the one shown in the photo. But it isn't used. It's because of the heat in summer but whatever the time, it's the omni-present sand, fine particles that coats everything that hasn't moved for some time... A colleague of mine who had proposed to level a hilly site in the middle east was told by his Arab client he could not do so because, "this is the land that God gave you." When you bring God into an architectural discussion, all convenient ideas end and dogma begins. But if all Arabs are like that client, they shouldn't air-con their buildings and should learn to live with the land as their ancestors did; with ingenuous wind towers, dense walls and shaded, clustered communities. Dubai is today scarred by inhumane highways that caters only to the ever-growing avalanche of cars, fuelled with cheap oil. Motorbikes are virtually non-existent (especially in high summer). Developments are spaced out far from one another and neighbours across a highway have to drive kilometers to visit one another. Nobody walks if they can help it. Bus stops have to be air-conditioned and the metro system is only now under construction. Parks are few and the palms in the city are coated brown from the dust. Coming from another land with abundant rain and vegetation, it is hard to like Dubai. For a while in Sept, we thought about moving to Dubai because of the monetary rewards, but thankfully we didn't, as the financial crisis has pricked Dubai's illusionary allure.
The second photo is St Augustine church in Macau. We walked the place for 3 days and loved it. Other photos that I loved taking were of beast, birds and bugs. Sometimes Zach falls under all 3 categories. But most of the time, he's an angel. The last 4 shots are of houses I visited to write about during the year. Merry Christmas!
Chup

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Ironies of Life

This is something I always wonder… We often have many excuses when it comes to visiting our parents or more so, our grandparents. This is especially true for the case of my family. My grandpa has children, grandchildren and relatives almost all over the cities in the world: Jakarta, Takengon, Medan, Singapore, Ipoh, Vancouver, Qingdao, Tokyo and Dubai. Everyone has their own schedules and timetables. And the reasons we give for not being able to pay him a visit is aplenty. Can’t take leave…, Air ticket too expensive…, Work commitment…, Not enough leave…, Gotta take care of schooling children… and the list goes on and on and on.

However, funny enough, when he passed on, suddenly all are able to beat all odds and attend the funeral procession. Why so? To pay last respect? Or is it guilt of not visiting during earlier ocassions? Suddenly now they can take leave from their hectic schedule? Wouldn’t my grandpa be happier to be visited by so many when he was alive and conscious during his birthday for example, rather than on his funeral?

Who is more guilty? Someone who visits the grandparent on his birthday but unable to attend his funeral or vice versa? You tell me...

...the one who is still wondering

photo credit

Tribute to my Kung Kung

I was typing this entry from my Grandpa’s funeral parlour. He had lived till a ripe old age of 95, passing away peacefully on 6 Dec 2008. He lived a full life I must say. He went through World War II, the Dutch Occupation as well as the Japanese Occupation. He studied English in school and worked with British American Tobacco since he finished school until he was 55. Hence his excellent command of English!

Grandpa had 10 children: 6 sons 4 daughters. He outlived Grandma (who passed away in April 1997) and 2 sons (who passed on in 1998 and Jul 2003 respectively). He had 22 grandchildren (9 grandsons, 13 granddaughters) and 3 great-grandchilden (2 great-granddaughters and 1 great-grandson).

During his school days, he had to help his mother at her tofu stall in Labuhan Batu (a small town in Sumatra, Indonesia). Their home-made tofu was the best in town and noone there had never heard about the famous Loh Family tofu! Grandpa helped with the making of tofu, growing vegetables and chopping wood for cooking. He had also taken up odd jobs such as newspapers delivery, picking up tennis balls and fixing tyres.

Towering over 190cm high, I will always remember my Grandpa as someone very dignified and proud. Apparently, when he sold tofu, customers were not allowed to pick and choose. “Take it or leave it” he would say as he shooed the customers off. Looking at what he had accomplished in his life, I don’t think he was exaggerating. He asked for no favours and would not oblige to any favours unless he deemed appropriate. Ask him to 'curry favour' and he would fail terribly.

He was always full of proverbs to advise his fellow children and grandchildren. “Time and tide waits for no man”, “Don’t wait until tomorrow what you can do today”, “Healthy mind has healthy body”… He had a list of all proverbs, testimonials and education certs which he had been distributing to us all.

As little children, we feared Grandpa a great deal. He talked loudly and was quick tempered. Sometimes accompanied by a quick knock on our heads or a yank of our hair if we happened to get into his way or too slow in carrying out the tasks he assigned to us. Never be noisy or be running about when he was watching his most important programme on TV – The World News. As his eyesight was fast fading, he would need all the concentration to listen attentively.

But we all know, deep inside his heart, he cares and loves in a different way.

Grandpa’s memory had been impeccable till his last days. He loves to tell his life stories of his younger days to us. I am sometimes guilty of feeling bored whenever he wanted to start one of such ‘sessions’. Now when I think back, I would be missing those moments. He would distribute shirts for sons and son-in-laws, bars of soap for his daughters, canned food for the daughter-in-laws, books for his grandchildren etc etc. Frivilous things we would think, but it was his way of showing he cared. He would pass messages and reminders to his certain son in Singapore, or certain granddaughter in Japan or another granddaughter in Dubai.

My son is now 6.5 months old and I had always wanted to have him on his great-grandpa’s lap for at least once. Grandpa told my mother, “Tell Nini to always wash the gaps of her son’s fingers and toes thoroughly. It is between those gaps that germs thrive”. I was a few days too late to let the great-grandpa and great-grandson meet each other…

Grandpa, now that you are gone and free from all life’s miseries and sufferings, we would miss you dearly. You have definitely left a mark in my memory and you would hold an important place in my heart.

Rest in peace, Kung…

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

On Nuts and Beans...




















It is interesting to know that in Bahasa Indonesia, there is actually no distinction between nuts and beans. This only comes to my realization recently. Parents are not advised to feed their babies who are just starting on solid food with any type of nuts. This is done to avoid any allergic reaction to nuts.

Apparently, the later you start them on nuts the better. Best if you only introduce nuts to them after they are 2 years old or older.

Another point is, nuts are difficult to digest. Hence babies who are just starting to develop their digestive system may not be taking it too well.

Here are a few examples:

Nuts Family:
Ground nuts = Kacang Tanah
Cashew nuts = Kacang Monyet/Mente

Beans Family:
Soya beans = Kacang kedelai
Red beans = Kacang merah
Long beans = Kacang panjang

Whilst all beans family are generally safe even nutritious for babies, the nuts family are to be avoided for the time being.

This post probably makes no sense to those who don't speak Indonesian. But just for my record :)

...the one who wonders how then does an Indonesian-speaking mother who cannot speak English know when is a particular kacang safe for her baby...

Photo credits: Nuts, Beans