am i e riddim 2 yr blues?
Video installation, 2016
HD video (3 min 40 sec), chroma key blue paint, disco ball, graffiti, dimensions variable
Set in the auspices of Singapore’s HortPark, “billed as the first one-stop gardening lifestyle hub in Asia,” am i e riddim 2 yr blues? riffs on the artificiality of staging nature while interlacing the queer body, specifically that of the artist, with it, both embattled subjects under intense scrutiny and governance by the state in Singapore. Part karaoke video, part love letter, the work borrows from the late Taiwanese pop star Teresa Teng’s ’70s ballad “月亮代表我的心” (The Moon Represents My Heart), the lyrics itself reworded into fertile heaps of desire with a refrain steeped in futility. The protagonist wanders around the various themed gardens of HortPark, a nine-hectare park and garden located in the southwestern part of Singapore, in search of the golden statue of Teresa Teng, encountering critters, public sculptures, and plants with accompanying QR codes, while traipsing through manicured lawns and and lush environments with tropical foliage akin to film sets. As the event horizon of the statue becoming mobile and self-aware approaches, seemingly glitching and multiplying as it bathes in the literal fruits of nature while, the work invokes a linear cognizance of culture being but a green screen for nature.
am i e riddim 2 yr blues?
Video installation, 2016
HD video (3 min 40 sec), chroma key blue paint, disco ball, graffiti, dimensions variable
Set in the auspices of Singapore’s HortPark, “billed as the first one-stop gardening lifestyle hub in Asia,” am i e riddim 2 yr blues? riffs on the artificiality of staging nature while interlacing the queer body, specifically that of the artist, with it, both embattled subjects under intense scrutiny and governance by the state in Singapore. Part karaoke video, part love letter, the work borrows from the late Taiwanese pop star Teresa Teng’s ’70s ballad “月亮代表我的心” (The Moon Represents My Heart), the lyrics itself reworded into fertile heaps of desire with a refrain steeped in futility. The protagonist wanders around the various themed gardens of HortPark, a nine-hectare park and garden located in the southwestern part of Singapore, in search of the golden statue of Teresa Teng, encountering critters, public sculptures, and plants with accompanying QR codes, while traipsing through manicured lawns and and lush environments with tropical foliage akin to film sets. As the event horizon of the statue becoming mobile and self-aware approaches, seemingly glitching and multiplying as it bathes in the literal fruits of nature while, the work invokes a linear cognizance of culture being but a green screen for nature.