<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:12:20.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salty Purple Thread</title><subtitle type='html'>I spat the salt, bringing out the clot in my heart.
With naked eyes i saw my discriminatory forming into words
You held my hand as i encircle my spits
Letting me see, absorb, processing myself
I turned and reverse the circle, bringing you in my hands
You led me to my spat
As I step, walk over it, the words are erased
No salty words are ever seen again
just traces of the old salt as a momento  of my acceptance and tolerance
Together, we washed our feet in clear, clean water</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-112582888138443944</id><published>2005-09-04T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T03:14:41.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nel&amp;nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/40051478/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/23/40051478_8aae71ad53_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/40051478/"&gt;nel&amp;amp;nana&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/femmelt/"&gt;purpldaze&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-112582888138443944?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/112582888138443944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=112582888138443944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/112582888138443944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/112582888138443944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/09/nelnana.html' title='nel&amp;nana'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111841649281714704</id><published>2005-06-10T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:14:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So glad theres Holis !</title><content type='html'>Moving towards the middle of the holis, dammmz...isn it fast ! Well it is better than nothing at all..  I was readin some mails, as usual deleting the dumb chained mails, and came across an interesting caption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Self acceptance is hard for many of us. There is a&lt;br /&gt;voice inside that is constantly judging, first&lt;br /&gt;ourselves and then others. That voice enjoys the&lt;br /&gt;indulgence of an endless negative critique. Because we&lt;br /&gt;have learned to believe negativity is more realistic,&lt;br /&gt;it appears more real than any positive voice. Once we&lt;br /&gt;begin to replace negative thinking with positive&lt;br /&gt;thinking, it becomes utterly clear that, far from&lt;br /&gt;being realistic, negative thinking is absolutely&lt;br /&gt;disenabling. When we are positive we not only accept&lt;br /&gt;and affirm ourselves, we are able to affirm and accept&lt;br /&gt;others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we accept ourselves, the better prepared we&lt;br /&gt;are to take responsibility in all areas of our&lt;br /&gt;lives...&lt;br /&gt;Taking responsibility does not mean that we deny the&lt;br /&gt;reality of institutionalised prejudice. For example,&lt;br /&gt;racism, sexism and homophobia all create barriers and&lt;br /&gt;concrete incidents of discrimination. Simply taking&lt;br /&gt;responsibility does not mean that we can prevent&lt;br /&gt;discriminatory acts from happening. But we can choose&lt;br /&gt;how we respond to acts of injustice. Taking&lt;br /&gt;responsibility means that in the face of barriers we&lt;br /&gt;still have the capacity to invent our lives, to shape&lt;br /&gt;our destinies in ways that maximise our well-being.&lt;br /&gt;Every day we practice this shape shifting to cope with&lt;br /&gt;realities we cannot easily change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bell hooks, "all about love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was really great. meaningful. Something that i would print and paste on my desk.  Thanks Hui Yee for sharing your holiday reading. It came upon me, why are we so judgemental? prejudice? discriminate? bias? do stuffs at other peoples expense?&lt;br /&gt;This holiday gave me a good time reflecting on myself, family, surrounding, colleagues and of course, my new workplace. I admit, I felt so mentally drained. exhausted when i sat and think. I thought i was upset, guess that is not the exact word I am looking for. There are certain unpleasant factors about a person that makes up the person. I am not pointing at anybody but doing it to myself. I guess, as human being, the ability to accept differences is good enough for a start. I resisted many things back then. Perhaps due to culture and background. But friends are the visual holes that I looked into and through. Being in NIE, has make me a successful Observer. I learnt more about the wonders of people and myself. I gained pals whom I treasured. As tiring as it could be, thinking of the above mentioned has satisfied me. I feel when I start to think critically, i dont get too upset.. Maybe because i am not on my emotional side anymore. Along the way, I am glad i bumped into those "unique" people, who never fail to make me smile when i do my daily reflection:) Now, i no longer upset myself and ask," Why are they like that?" &lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, "OBLIVION PRESERVES SANITY"- quotes Zu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111841649281714704?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111841649281714704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111841649281714704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111841649281714704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111599723183896332</id><published>2005-05-13T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T08:13:51.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-12May</title><content type='html'>The opening of the exhibition is finally over. Many things ran in unexpectedly. People i expected to turn up, ended up in absence. The ones i thought would not be able to make it, actually appear to support...  My 1st guest Dee, my HOD. And followed by some others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My performance was unexpected. The best part of the performance was i managed to get the minister to join me in my performance and the worst- my dear guest, Naz didn get to watch the show because i asked her to check out the music for me. I am so sorry(feeling very very guilty), i know u came to watch it. Will make it up to U! *promise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was made possible with the wonderful help of Zu-Raihan, Sarah, Siti, Julie, Alvin(for announcing) and of course, Naz(still feeling guilty). Thank you guys. I am really grateful and touched by the help, right  from the beginning to the end where i had to clean the salt off the ground. I owe all one:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111599723183896332?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111599723183896332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111599723183896332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111599723183896332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111599723183896332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/05/post-12may.html' title='Post-12May'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111565124149196643</id><published>2005-05-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:08:47.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledgements</title><content type='html'>Special thanks to the beautiful people who has contributed in my research and the upcoming performance @NIE Art Gallery. Tang Da Wu, who has been responsible in my baby steps in performance art. Juliana Yasin, for being very supportive of my works and thoughts. The lecturers in NIE- Colin Reaney, Hasan, John Matthews, Paul Lincoln, Juneo Lee:)  and of course Cecily Cheo. The support given was tremendously wonderful and Cecily- you are the best!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my friends, Norsarah, Siti Annazia, Zurainah and bf(Raihan), Joyce Teh- for believing in me. Not forgetting the backbone of my research, Eileena Lee and Charm for providing information on homosexuals and homophobias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video work could not have done without the kind support(sponsor) from Nelly De Picardie. The true blue gay women who has bring lots of "life" in my work and research!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111565124149196643?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111565124149196643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111565124149196643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111565124149196643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111565124149196643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/05/acknowledgements.html' title='Acknowledgements'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111495926054206825</id><published>2005-05-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:54:20.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist Statement</title><content type='html'>Spat, bringing out clot in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Discriminatory forming into words&lt;br /&gt;Encircle spits&lt;br /&gt;Absorb, process &lt;br /&gt;I turned, reverse the circle, &lt;br /&gt;Step, words are erased&lt;br /&gt;No salty words are seen again&lt;br /&gt;just traces of  old salt as momento &lt;br /&gt;-acceptance and tolerance&lt;br /&gt;Together, we washed our feet in clear, clean water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111495926054206825?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111495926054206825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111495926054206825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111495926054206825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111495926054206825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/05/artist-statement.html' title='Artist Statement'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111413663227589042</id><published>2005-04-21T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:21:12.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29 : 05</title><content type='html'>"Salty Purple Thread" is a further development from the previous performance,&lt;br /&gt;"Tribute to Fanny, Brandon, Kia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a great sense of urgency to address the issue of discriminating, ridiculing another being who is different. I am not trying to 'solve' anything here but just to express how i felt.  As discrimination is a general term, i decided to narrow down to a behaviour that criticize and ridicule homosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, i would like to state my point that I am representing the minority who is accepting towards gay people. I am accepting and respecting homosexuals as a person who exist in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am against homophobia because i feel that makes one subconsciously be arrogant and superior of themselves. My works will be based on facts from the society in and out of Singapore. Survey forms of the degree of one's tolerance will be distributed by me. News from other countries attention to my subject will be included to support my statement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, for a brief outline of my work for the exhibition.. Apart from the dolls and video installation that i collaborated with Siti Annazia, i decided to do a short performance which last for 10 minutes or less. It will be an interactive show. &lt;br /&gt;My salt installation still remains as I felt that the salt carries a strong meaning. &lt;br /&gt;About 5 audiences, depending on the size of the installation, will be invited to interact. They will hold salt water in their mouth. And togethr Spit it on the salt... (to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the live performance, Siti and I are coming up with installation piece which represents our thoughts. The installation is made up of dolls and salt which leads audience to a video installation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111413663227589042?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111413663227589042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111413663227589042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413663227589042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413663227589042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/04/29-05.html' title='29 : 05'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111413660798276846</id><published>2005-04-21T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:14:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea development</title><content type='html'>Salt acts as a symbol of everyday. Most of us consume salt with or without realizing. I used salt to symbolise the ever- presence    discriminatory towards differences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4414996/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4414996_2861494d4e_o.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt="salty!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4414997/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4414997_74374ac0ee_o.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt="up close" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led by Da Wu, audience interacting with the salt installation of the act of accepting sexual preferences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4415001/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4415001_0de67cc824_o.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt="erasing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This work was done due to the deaths of innocent lives. The feminists, an ordinary gay woman and a growing up teenage girl who prefers girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111413660798276846?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111413660798276846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111413660798276846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413660798276846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413660798276846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/04/idea-development_21.html' title='Idea development'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111413657303539581</id><published>2005-04-21T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:53:58.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resources</title><content type='html'>I have always been fascinated with the the portrayal of thoughts through the movement of body and facial expressions. Recalling back on my experiences in school, I think i am fortunate to be introduced to a kind of stage art that has helped me to develop my interest. I joined the Fine Arts and majored in western painting, and continued playing and exploring with brushes and paints. Somehow, i realise something about me that enjoys opposing and the act of repel yet blending. I remembered achieving it in my mixed media painting class where the exploration of "funny medias" were tried and tested. Within that process, i saw myself moving subconsciously etc etc..  I love textures. Working as a freelance face and body painter, gave me a wider opportunity to to be more experimental with the beautiful curves and movement of human bodies. &lt;br /&gt;In year 2 in NIE, i met one of the most wonderful man- Tang Da Wu. He was composed and of course, experienced.  He seemed more like a Kung Fu master, rather than an artist. In brief, i get to know Da Wu and that was when i learnt lots of interesting thing from him. He showed me another perspective of art, not only in performance but also visual arts. Through him, i kicked off my first performance at Nanyang Playhouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than Da Wu, there is Juliana Yasin. The performance artist whom our dear lecturer, Juneo ever mentioned about during lecture and the very same person who is in this Muslim/ Malay artist group as me, her bubbly nature and her being very vocal has pushed me to get to know her better. I had a good impression of her due to words around about her works. It came to my attention that why must art be about typical beauty and passive. I decided to give Julie a call and was glad we(me&amp;Sarah) were invited over to her studio @Perumal Rd.  Well actually, we met at Kranji Memorial and she seemed very welcoming and supportive towards my interest in performing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Wu initiated me to attend a talk by Iwan Wijono at NIE. I was impressed by the guts that this Indonesian artist possessed. I love The Body For Rent ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have collected several performances by 2 performance artists who has inspired me a lot. Tang Da Wu and Juliana Yasin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are my resources that i have collected personally from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliana Yasin and other performance artists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535827/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/9535827_49535098b9.jpg" width="434" height="500" alt="WomenSpace&amp;Objects1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535787/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/9535787_eb0a624d75.jpg" width="500" height="479" alt="Her Identity" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535812/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9535812_384ab840ed_b.jpg" width="1024" height="680" alt="Juliana1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535754/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos8.flickr.com/9535754_176999cda2_m.jpg" width="193" height="240" alt="1f" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535757/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9535757_1f8a335dff_o.jpg" width="640" height="422" alt="Berlin1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535784/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9535784_d8593ee486_m.jpg" width="157" height="240" alt="BKK" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535786/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9535786_15cb1a6011_m.jpg" width="240" height="237" alt="Defaced" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535756/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9535756_1a8ad49aac_o.jpg" width="511" height="800" alt="Asiatopia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance by Tang Da Wu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535755/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9535755_1ea685f645_o.jpg" width="454" height="640" alt="ArtsFest" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOVE" was my first attempt in performance. I had a model to be my living canvas and used my experience in body painting to create a bruised heart. Model is painted in pretty pink and silver, to give a happy, yet plastic front. This work was meant to describe how well human beings could conceal unhappiness and disappointment with smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/9535630/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/9535630_ffd06b2121.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="FXCD0029" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4409705/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4409705_01bff2cff5.jpg" width="323" height="500" alt="nabry" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111413657303539581?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111413657303539581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111413657303539581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413657303539581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413657303539581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/04/resources.html' title='Resources'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111413659246097948</id><published>2005-04-21T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:23:37.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Materials</title><content type='html'>Salt&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;Basin of water&lt;br /&gt;Audiences to interact&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111413659246097948?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111413659246097948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111413659246097948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413659246097948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413659246097948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/04/materials.html' title='Materials'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-111413625677334597</id><published>2005-04-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:38:22.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>References</title><content type='html'>I would say the person who has motivated me in my art practice is Louise Farnay. Working with her was a total new experience. She shared with me the beauty of body art in such a positive way. Right from the start till now, Louise has always believed in me. hee.... thanks for the pics Lou! Another website that you may want to check out the works that i have follow up with her-  http://www.louiseleftsideart.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4409013/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4409013_8f9a76dc23.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="nana&amp;lou" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/femmelt/4408529/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4408529_a8db901406_o.png" width="600" height="365" alt="cubs" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the following websites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.asiasociety.org/Arts/AsianAmericanBios.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dyketv.org/roadtrip/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.aare.edu.au/02pap/har02616.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nutscape.com/fluxus/homepage/fpw_indx.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.glbtq.com/arts/riggs_m.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.glbtq.com/glossary.php?word=homophobia&amp;part=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.headlightjournal.com/art-reviews/mariko-mori/synthetic-dreams.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.out.ca/en_pink_body.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.devilbunny.org/social_justice.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Performance_art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sniggle.net/perfart.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.popmatters.com/columns/sassen/030820.shtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; http://www.petertatchell.net/outrage/protestasperformance.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mindstation.com/culture.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-111413625677334597?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/111413625677334597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=111413625677334597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413625677334597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/111413625677334597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/04/references.html' title='References'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-110865728715746673</id><published>2005-02-17T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:21:27.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dialogues</title><content type='html'>Brandon&lt;br /&gt;To my girfriend, I was the perfect girlfriend. To my killers, I was a gender bending freak. To the law i got what i deserved. Ultimately, I am a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakia&lt;br /&gt;What’s your issue?&lt;br /&gt;My issue is- I never liked dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FannyAnn&lt;br /&gt;I broke the silence for us all. i brought the struggle for freedom and dignity in my own country to the world stage. Now, I’m silenced forever. As I worked late in my office in Freetown, several men broke in, raped and brutally murdered me. To all who knew me and shared the great privilege of my wit, sense of the absurd, steely determination, intelligence, and unwillingness to let bureaucracy and lies stand in the way of justice, my loss is incomprehensibly great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-110865728715746673?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/110865728715746673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=110865728715746673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865728715746673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865728715746673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/02/dialogues.html' title='Dialogues'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-110865702975507573</id><published>2005-02-17T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:17:09.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>statement</title><content type='html'>I am neither a pro nor anti gay relationships. This performance preparation builds up from my own experience living in a homophobic circle. In a way, the phobia had naturally formed within me without me realizing it. It faded and disappears when I took the trouble to open my eyes, mind and heart to move a step closer to the community, that I had been despising. They are normal people, just like myself. They are no lower or lesser than anybody. &lt;br /&gt;The comfort and warmth I receive from my gay friends was shaken on the day I watched a movie that was based on a true story of a gay woman who was raped and killed. I was  emotionally affected. Seeing the rest of the audience laughing and mocking at the victim in the movie, makes me even more badly affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In here, I would like to portray the unexplainable motives of cruel acts by senseless people who are bias, sexist, homophobia, you name it.. Performance will be zoomed in to  my reflections and hope to provoke the thoughts of viewers about true stories of innocent gay women who are brutally killed because of their sexual orientation. Fannyann Eddy, a lesbian activist, Sakia Gunn, an ordinary American youth and Teena Brandon, an insignificant masculine woman. These are women who led their lives just like any of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On general, society looks upon homosexuals as “strange”. And some felt gay people suffer from mental/ emotional/ sexual disorder, bad childhood, traumatic relationship experiences with the opposite sex and the worst- a Disease! From my viewpoint, those could be the contributing factors, but of course there are also those who are born with such sentiments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A unique preference that is beyond explanation. It is as simple as- It’s either you are or you are not. And it is definitely not a form of disease or mental disorder, because if it is, then all gay people will be unemployed. Simply calls up and say,” I’m still queer, not reporting to work today.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I look upon a same-sex relationship similar to a straight relationship. The only difference is the gender preference. At the end of the day, it is still about loving another human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-110865702975507573?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/110865702975507573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=110865702975507573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865702975507573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865702975507573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/02/statement.html' title='statement'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-110865645858386456</id><published>2005-02-17T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T19:35:33.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CV</title><content type='html'>Artist Curriculum Vitae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: [ Nana ]&lt;br /&gt;Phone: 90060204&lt;br /&gt;Email:  pinkmelt@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education: &lt;br /&gt;1987 - 1994                                                                                            Singapore&lt;br /&gt;                                     Primary Education Certificate, PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995 – 1998                                                                                           Singapore&lt;br /&gt;                                               ‘O’ level certificate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999 – 2002        Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts                            Singapore&lt;br /&gt;                            Diploma in Fine Arts, Mixed Media Major &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003-2005          National Institute of Education                           Singapore&lt;br /&gt;                              Diploma in Art Education    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience:&lt;br /&gt;2001                   Assistant Teacher for Art and Craft, Speech and drama. &lt;br /&gt;                          Julia Gabriel Learning Centre. Forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002 - 2003           Assistant Art Teacher. APAD. TAPAC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002 - 2003       Contract Teaching &lt;br /&gt;       Woodlands Secondary School (WSS) Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005                  Art teacher for Junior Art. Woodlands RC Blk 852  &lt;br /&gt;2005-present           Art teacher. Woodgrove Secondary School. &lt;br /&gt;       Duties include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Teaching Secondary One, Two and Three &lt;br /&gt;       : Creative &amp; Visual Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000- present      Assistant Face and Body Painting with Louise Farnay&lt;br /&gt;Projects: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000  Art facilitator in ART SINGAPORE FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;2001  Student Leader for NAFA Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;2001                  Face painting for charity event,  Ngee Ann City&lt;br /&gt;2002                  Face painting for HDB Family Day, Zoo&lt;br /&gt;2002                  Face painting for Children’s Day, Sam’s Childcare Centre&lt;br /&gt;2002                  Face painting for Spiderman event, Forum&lt;br /&gt;2002                   Ostrich Egg Painting Workshop Assistant.&lt;br /&gt;                           Sculpture Square   &lt;br /&gt;2002                  Face painting for merge of Starhub and Cable Vision. Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;2002                   Demonstration of Mixed Media . NAFA Open House.&lt;br /&gt;                           NAFA.&lt;br /&gt; 2002                   Assistant Mural Relief Co-ordinator. &lt;br /&gt;                           Nanyang Junior College   &lt;br /&gt;2003                   Co-ordinator wall Graffiti. Woodlands Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;2005                   Face painting for SMRT staff. Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;2005                   Body painting. The Oriental Fan Award. The Oriental.      &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;Clubs and Societies:&lt;br /&gt;1998 Chairman of the Malay mime theatre. &lt;br /&gt;                            MacPherson Secondary School&lt;br /&gt; 2003- present     Member of APAD&lt;br /&gt;                            (Association for Artists of Various Resources)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibitions and Performances:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001                  Face and body painting. Cirque De Soleil.&lt;br /&gt;                           World Tour.  &lt;br /&gt;2001                  NAFA Open House. NAFA.Singapore&lt;br /&gt; 2001                  Face and body painting. Planet Fitness. Suntec City.&lt;br /&gt; 2002                  Graduation Show. NAFA.Singapore Expo.&lt;br /&gt; 2002                  FORTY. APAD.MITA.Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;2003                  CINTA. Performance Art. APAD.MITA.Singapore&lt;br /&gt;2004                  Tribute to Fannyann Eddy. Performance Art. &lt;br /&gt;                          Nanyang Playhouse. NIE.&lt;br /&gt;2005                  SALTYPURPLETHREAD.Performance art.&lt;br /&gt;                           NIE Gallery&lt;br /&gt;2005                   Body painting. The Oriental Fan Award. The Oriental.      &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002             Consolation prize, Woodlands Secondary School. &lt;br /&gt;                      Arts City Treasure Hunt Competition.&lt;br /&gt;2000               Consolation Prize, Fantasia 2000, Nippon Paint-A-Thon Competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publication:&lt;br /&gt;2002               NAFA newsletter &lt;br /&gt;2003               Berita Harian on CINTA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-110865645858386456?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/110865645858386456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=110865645858386456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865645858386456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110865645858386456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/02/cv.html' title='CV'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521612.post-110778839680962920</id><published>2005-02-07T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:20:36.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21599352@N00/4409010/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/4409010_066d8c7cba_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21599352@N00/4409010/"&gt;strawberry shortcake&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/21599352@N00/"&gt;purpldaze&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A hello for a start:) With a sweet glimpse of strawberry shortcake..&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10521612-110778839680962920?l=femmelt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/feeds/110778839680962920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521612&amp;postID=110778839680962920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110778839680962920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521612/posts/default/110778839680962920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmelt.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=':) :)'/><author><name>nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04235928325879734500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
