Just the other day, Chris and Pris asked if I’d like to go for Singapore Biennale. My understanding of this event is, it’s an art exhibition of some form. Me, know no art, never been to art school, never understood the meaning of art. I tried understanding it, but realized, if you like it, it’s art, if you don’t, it’s just a short form for rubbish. I think appreciating art is abit like tuning your radio receiver. When you are in the same frequency as the artist, you hear music, if you don’t… all you hear is static or some foreign stations,

 

I told them that since I know crap about art, I’ll just go there and have a look and pretend to be the arty farty kind. I figured that if I just stand there and do nothing, I’d look like one of those arty sort.

 

The farty bit will come when I start talking:P

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