Monday, April 30, 2007

today is queen's day. there were tons of people in town for the celebration last night, which was an extremely rare sight considering how shops here close by 5pm. today there were flea markets all over town. so i walked around the centre alone with a doner in hand, with a keen eye for quirky antiques, or junk, even though i already knew that i wouldnt be buying anything. i liked being pulled along with the crowd but after awhile, i got tired and felt utterly stupid. so i came home. my flatmates have all gone out to join in the fun, and here i am, breathing in dust. what makes me more mad is that this rejection might be another theatrical gesture on my part. queen's day isn't as exciting as i imagined it to be. mainly because it is a very 'dutch' event; songs and greetings are in dutch, the shared experience is 'dutch'. almost immediately, you sense the outsider-insider differences in such a national event.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Italy

Except for a bag full of smelly socks and underwear, travel documents and camera held close to the chest, I came home yesterday morning with literally nothing else. Ipod battery down, camera batteries down, handphone battery flat, and 5 cents in my pockets...

All in all, Italy was a really great experience! We traveled to Rome, Florence, Pisa, Venice and Milan. It started off rough - almost missed the flight (again? curses!), had a sulky and generally unhelpful partner, and freaky weather conditions (hail, or for the shocked Singaporean, ice was falling from the sky). Eventually though, everything went quite well, (I would proudly and un-humbly say), due to my stringent planning and surprisingly o-kay navigational skills.

Rome brought one back to the age of the Roman empire, allowed the imagination to run free, to recreate the gladiator arena, political schemes, historical stories and religious enigmas. It was epic, Roman columns and old ruins, now ruins, many in the process of preservation and renovation. Unfortunately, the two days we had were not enough to explore the entire city. After all, Rome wasn’t built in a day.












Florence was more relaxing than Rome, with nice parks for you to stretch your legs out, and plenty of museums for the curious. Although I am ashamed to admit that I did not visit any museums in Florence, partly because of the entrance fee and partly the lack of interest. I do however, like the fact that there are sculptures and statues in every corner you turn to. Prominent figures line the streets; Leonardo da Vinci, Michaelangelo, Dante, they are revived from history and carved forever onto the land and in the memory.














From Florence, we made a day trip to Pisa. For the sinking, leaning tower. Although it wasn't as impressive as expected, it did make a lovely backdrop together with the cathedral while we spent the afternoon in Campo dei Miracoli, basking in the sun and eating crackers. The cathedral on the other hand, was incredible. Every inch of it, intricately designed and structered, formed a complete and overwhelming picture. And this is not just in Pisa alone, but for most of the cathedrals that we were in. It's fascinating, the precise geometry and symmetry in the architecture















Venice was unique and interesting, mainly because their main mode of transportation is via the canals. A gondola ride would be special and romantic I suppose, but it bloody costs 60-70 euros. We took the vaporetti (water bus) instead which was much cheaper and it was fun observing the city and stopping at different points to drop off and ferry passengers. We were mostly walking through the winding small streets, which were extremely confusing, but somehow I still enjoyed myself despite ending up in lost and isolated corners. The most annoying thing about Venice was the teeming crowd of tourists and street hawkers selling fake gucci. Yes, the guidebook said the best time to avoid tourists was from midnight to dawn, but erm...














Despite somewhat unfavorable comments in the guidebook, I did like Milan. It's a mix of contemporary fashion and old buildings. The Milan design festival was held at Castello Sforzesco. Thankfully, the day we were there was the very last day of the festival. I loved it. The installations, inspired by elements such as water, fire, and earth, were pretty cool and colorful. And fashionistazzz, of course.















Finally, I just have to end off with this: Italian food is DA bomb. (although a hawker centre can easily challenge this claim) Pizza, panini, and icecream. I ate icecream every single day that I was there. For real. As you can see, I was, still am, very well-fed.




more photos can be found here

Thursday, April 12, 2007

The anonymous body

1. Italy: 17-24 April. Meanwhile, I am living off the pathetic shelf of food I have left in order to hold back withdrawing money. 5 more days!!!

2. For travelers out there, www.frommers.com, is really the best guide you can find. I am amazed at how much information, and concise, not lengthy and boring information, they provide!

3. One thing that strikes me is how there does not seem to be any alternatives for men to subvert or transgress the oppressiveness of patriarchy. There have been many feminist writings about how women can empower themselves, challenge gender assumptions etc. I think perhaps it's because if you posit the female as the "other", it becomes already a starting point for revolutionary thoughts. But patriarchy is the world of the father. It's a self-fulfilling system. There is a duty to uphold traditions and to play the roles that have been laid out. It is an uncompromising order which the male struggles against himself, and against the father whom he has no escape from, because before long, he will hold that position too. Somewhere along the line I think there is some sort of oedipal twist...

4. The Great Fuck-Up. Annihilation.

Monday, April 09, 2007

Keukenhof Garden

In the 17c, the rarity of the tulip in the Dutch Republic turned it into an object of desire, and demand for tulip bulbs reached such a peak that buyers paid enormous sums, even traded their houses, for tulips. A sailor who mistook the bulb for an onion, was arrested and locked up for eating it. Even today, we paid quite a hefty sum to visit the tulip garden. And to be honest, some flowers did in fact look delicious. For example, the hyacinth looked so much like popcorn I would have eaten it if not for the risk of landing in the same fate as the sailor.


"mah precious..."


















Friday, April 06, 2007

tonight no need to sleep. the house below mine is having a party with really loud and bad music. a few minutes ago, it was a metal song "evil. yeah. evil. yeah. evil. yeah."
right now it's "i believe in miracles, you sexy thing."

Antwerp, Belgium

Yesterday I decided to go to Antwerp alone. Took the 930am train, arrived at Antwerp Central at 1130am, strolled down the Meir and Grote Market, visited the Fashion Museum, shopped at Kammen Street and Lombardenvest Street, marveled at the gothic architecture of the cathedral, also the Antwerp Central Station was itself an impressive building, sat by the harbor and read a book and when the sun set, I made my way back home.


Inside the central station








The cathedral






















Fashion Museum and Antwerp Fashion Academy






















What you anticipate: "Authenticity".

Monday, April 02, 2007

It has suddenly struck me that Baudrillard is dead! He is probably the reason for my warped obsession with Sims2.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

This is Spring. when a simulated scene becomes a live world, when the bones toss and turn from their sullen graves and bring to light cherry trees. Leiden was okay - we had a nice, long stroll, then coffee.


The ones who silently watch over each other, they are irresistible. They embody lightness, and being.



Ah! Can you see the bicycle?