Asia Pop!

It’s the classic love story. East meets West, and sparks fly until cross-cultural jealousies compete for centre stage. Ketna Patel’s explosive pop art exhibition, “Rojak Asia!” (English translation: “Asia Pop!”), explores the Asian appropriation of a very American visual phenomenon – pop art.

Patel is a global citizen in every sense of the word. This nomad artist not only fuses popular culture with high culture, but also blurs the traditional Asian identity with icons of the Information Age. Born in Uganda and educated at an architect school in the U.K., Patel now resides in Singapore. As a British-Indian constantly on the move, her style reflects the dizzying effect of globalization and the alarming rate at which we all must adapt.

“I am a Goddess”
Acrylic Panel
100 x 100cm

The solo exhibition, held at KL Lifestyle Art Space in trendy Bangsar, features a connecting series of eye-catching acrylic panels. “I am a Goddess” boasts a brash colour scheme with a smiling Indian woman proclaiming, “I am a Goddess, and you are a loser. Any questions??!!” In this piece, Patel melds beauty ideals with South Asian idols. Another panel, “Taste me to believe,” blends Buddha with hints of consumerist nirvana like Coca-Cola signs and laundry adverts. A personal favourite, “Also Can!”, pulls an Andy Warhol and makes a street man look like Monroe. Lips pursed in pink desire with Aviators and a bow on his wrinkled brow, a speech bubble exclaims, “WARNING: I steal music off the Internet!”

The artist even ventures into the furniture factory with “Asian Grandfathers Tube Chair.” It’s a tongue-in-cheek piece that showcases a familial shift in ritual. Buddha’s inverted outline is plastered on the cushion, while sign-like font on the seat declares, “STOP: Asians ahead.” From revering gods to worshipping pop idols on the tube, Patel hints at a nostalgic longing for tradition and an irresistible attraction for the future. KL Lifestyle Art Space’s glass house environment served as the ideal exhibition locale. Harbouring some of Malaysia’s most notable artists, the gallery displays an interesting disparity between old and new styles.

Taste me to believe
Acrylic Panel
75 x 100 cm

Asian Grandfathers Tube chair

As a hybrid tourist-local myself, I’ve been drawn to Asian art and popular culture for its emphasis on identity confusion. Walking in the Bangsar area, I’m confronted by cultural collision. A mosque stands in the distance, masked by a Chili’s sign. At the end of the exhibition, I’m awakened by the thought that I’m as much an intruder on traditional Asian culture as these corporations. In particular, “Cowboys and Indians” is one panel that echoes my unease. In between primitive Hindu warriors and well-equipped army men is the English title: “NO ENTRY FOR TOURISTS.” With a contrasting Mandarin subtitle, the piece hints at an overarching theme of displacement. Even though there are Western corporate landmarks around me, I feel like the new kid in school. There are Asian elements that I’m familiar with from multicultural Canada, but, like most residents of KL, I’m unsure of my current identity.

Cowboys and Indians
Acrylic Panel
100 x 100 cm

Patel reinvents the pop art genre, triggering both spiritual nostalgia and the present comfort of consumption. Can Asians be in two worlds at once? “Asia Pop!”, with its critique and indulgence, provides a temporary visual answer. We live in a world of mythmaking – and religion, art, and advertising are all equally addictive ingredients.


KLoset: Meet Angus

Starting this blog, one goal I had was to cover the arts & life community of vibrant, multicultural KL. When my time isn’t spent in an office, I like to venture into the Bukit Bintang neighbourhood and look for inspiration.

This city is constantly in flux and sometimes you wonder where exactly you are. When we leave our apartment, we’re confronted with the chaos of Jalan Alor, a street vendor-to-vendor row bursting with flavour and smoke. When we go to the shopping districts, we’re faced with a comfortable and eclectic NYC feel, with alfresco cafes jutting out from sparkling designer stores.

Also, the number of times I’ve heard “Call Me Maybe” in this country… even in a suburban market. Makes this Canadian proud.

It’s been over a month now since we’ve landed, and while we’re still a little left-of-centre, we’re finally finding our little retreats.

As much as I hate malls, I really dig Pavilion. It’s the high-end mall where socialites live above BMW car dealerships, but it’s also a great people watching place.

I’d like you to meet Angus. 

First Malaysian fashion muse

He’s the first style-savvy Malaysian I’m featuring for “KLoset,” which will hopefully become a weekly thing where I creep people and make it seem a-ok and professional. ^_^

Kind and soft-spoken, Angus’ style speaks for itself. It’s beyond traditional boundaries, with the stark contrast of soft patterns and harsh statements.

One thing that I was initially attracted to was the necklace underneath his collar. In Malaysia, I’ve noticed that stylish chaps have started experimenting with pieces that have only really been a woman’s trend in North America. Angus makes this transition versatile, blending boathouse prep with punk.

KL, you’re quickly becoming my muse.

Comin’ up next post: More on an indulgent artsy weekend, brought to you by the art/music/film freak tendencies of Francine and I.

LCN column, ahoy!

Oh, the memories.

Last summer, I worked as an Administration Clerk at London Community News (the best alternative to the London Free Press).

This summer, I’m excited to announce that my first column for LCN is now up! It’s a mix of some blog ideas and some more serious work-related topics.

Check it out!

Also… that is my favourite cover from last year. For obvious, farm-girl-animal-loving reasons.