Crazy about M+

“Daddy, is crazy a bad word?” Pangzi hesitantly asked on the plane to Hong Kong.” “Funny that you asked,” I said, “because I’m taking you to a crazy woman’s exhibition at M+ the minute we land.” “What’s M+?” “That’s the latest contemporary art museum in Hong Kong at the West Kowloon waterfront promenade.” “Overlooking the …

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Finding love at Singapore Art Museum

“Daddy, how do I get myself a date on Valentine’s Day?” Pangzi asked, a few years too early. “Why do you want a date?” I said, non committal. “I dunno, but it seems cool to have one,” he said. “Everyone else in school does.” “You sure? Anyway if you’re hard up for one, I know …

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Get hangry at Art Commune Gallery

“Daddy, why am I always hungry?” Pangzi asked straight after lunch. “Obviously you’re still a growing baby,” I said triumphantly, because he had just given me an excuse to visit the Art Commune Gallery. Before he could react, he found himself on the way to Carlton Hotel where the gallery was located. “Are we here …

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First cut in Action City

“Daddy, I’m bored,” Pangzi lamented as exams drew to a close. “Should I start a TikTok channel?” “What’s TikTok?” I feigned ignorance. “It’s an action movie theatre. I need some action!” “Is that so? Thought you wouldn’t ask,” I said opportunistically. “Come, let’s go to Action City.” “Which country is that city in?” he asked …

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A drop in the Blue Ocean

Pangzi heard about the SingapoRediscovers initiative and begged me to take him to Marina Square when school was out. “What’s SingapoRediscovers?” I nonchalantly said. “Freebies handed out by the government for us to rediscover Singapore! You know, SingapoRediscovers to rediscover Singapore, you know?” he said, exasperated. “Never heard of it,” I shrugged, pretending. “What’s so …

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Abuse case at Opera Gallery

“Daddy, when can we go singing again? This partial lockdown is taking way too long,” Pangzi said. That’s my cue to visit Opera Gallery. “We can’t go karaoke, but I can take you to the opera,” I lied. “You mean we can fly to Sydney now?” Pangzi asked expectantly. “Not that far. We go Ion.” …

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Far East Plaza turns arty

When the travel bug hit, I wanted to take Pangzi to the unlikeliest of places to cure his wanderlust: Far East Plaza. “Why Far East Plaza? I don’t want to go shopping!” he protested. “So you haven’t heard. Far East Plaza is soon to be a shopping mall no more,” I said. Kind of sad. I grew …

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Gallery 1819 straight from the factory

With museums yet to fully open after the coronavirus lockdown, Pangzi was surprised to learn that I was taking him to Gallery 1819 in the Tan Boon Liat Building. “How to practise social distancing in an enclosed gallery full of people?” he asked. “Don’t worry, nobody knows Tan Boon Liat. We’ll have the place all …

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West Bund Museum with French secrets

“Daddy, why is french fries French?” Pangzi asked one day. “Let me tell you a secret only a few know,” I whispered, “but you must first follow me to Centre Pompidou.” “Where’s this… Pom Pi Pi?” “Down by the Huangpu River. It’s a newly opened French contemporary art gallery in Shanghai. They’ve given Centre Pompidou a …

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Our own summit at The Art Space

“Daddy, can I go Orchard Road?” Pangzi suddenly asked. “No, we just went shopping,” I said. “Then can I go Sentosa?” he asked again. Something was not right. “Thought I said no more theme parks for you. Now what’s going on?” I snapped. “Daddy, I just want to see my hero the North Korea leader.” …

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