<?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-7532482353870346617</id><updated>2012-02-27T10:48:38.936+08:00</updated><category term='Depository'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Research'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Artist Statements'/><category term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><subtitle type='html'>Borderlands and Other Territories</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-225367076870415320</id><published>2011-07-17T15:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:19:11.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; blog documents the works of 10 artists who exhibited in a show concerning &lt;i&gt;dreams&lt;/i&gt;. Through a variety of mediums they collectively explored a multitude of perspectives on the value of the dream in relation to contemporary society.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Dream: &lt;i&gt;Borderlands &amp;amp; Other Territories &lt;/i&gt;was held at Goodman Arts Centre Gallery, Singapore, from 1st July - 15th July 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNy1ylVdfRs/TiKEGeZvJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sXiN04bBcdw/s1600/show.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNy1ylVdfRs/TiKEGeZvJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sXiN04bBcdw/s400/show.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Exhibition Space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOjnswa2EKc/TiKEA2zZbEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vkF9M6Ehwmo/s1600/mark%252Bliz.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOjnswa2EKc/TiKEA2zZbEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vkF9M6Ehwmo/s320/mark%252Bliz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mark Wong &amp;amp; Elizabeth Lim&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was Dreaming in the Past, and My Heart was Beating Fast&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKd1QMfLq74/TiKD8_a2Y0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/SsY-dLt-RYQ/s1600/bruce%252Bmark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKd1QMfLq74/TiKD8_a2Y0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/SsY-dLt-RYQ/s400/bruce%252Bmark.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mark Thia&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untitled&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(foreground)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bruce Quek &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incidental Traces &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;(2b)&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(background)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhUtVuE2Wec/TiKHDwKT1gI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ckR0G_qS4Xc/s1600/choonlin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhUtVuE2Wec/TiKHDwKT1gI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ckR0G_qS4Xc/s320/choonlin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joo Choon Lin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I SAW you SING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uG1YgNZVq6o/TiKEBp8FJgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/72lHZxKaZYU/s1600/mike.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uG1YgNZVq6o/TiKEBp8FJgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/72lHZxKaZYU/s400/mike.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mike HJ Chang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bench (2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pebble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(2011) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYCkK9ESs0Q/TiKD969BPXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yxG3t1ZGKBQ/s1600/debbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gYCkK9ESs0Q/TiKD969BPXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yxG3t1ZGKBQ/s400/debbie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Debbie Ding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MAPS WITH/OUT BUILDINGS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KngCpkiuY8A/TiKENHWpBqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ijtTABQgsJQ/s1600/zai.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KngCpkiuY8A/TiKENHWpBqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ijtTABQgsJQ/s400/zai.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zai Tang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Through the Mind's Eye of a Needle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AOUdefIra-g/TiKD-ikfTyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/emiLMO0WEqw/s1600/kaiqun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AOUdefIra-g/TiKD-ikfTyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/emiLMO0WEqw/s400/kaiqun.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chun Kai Qun &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Think I Can Keep My Faith In Man&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRZU1lKn_EU/TiKEL_mJioI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MrtGMwrD4xw/s1600/yuzuru.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRZU1lKn_EU/TiKEL_mJioI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MrtGMwrD4xw/s400/yuzuru.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Yuzuru Maeda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zentai 46 (on B)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KngCpkiuY8A/TiKENHWpBqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ijtTABQgsJQ/s1600/zai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photographs courtesy of Philipp Aldrup. To see more of Philipp's work visit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.philipp-aldrup.com/"&gt;www.philipp-aldrup.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-225367076870415320?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/225367076870415320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=225367076870415320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/225367076870415320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/225367076870415320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/07/show-documentation.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNy1ylVdfRs/TiKEGeZvJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sXiN04bBcdw/s72-c/show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-2433169114221927123</id><published>2011-07-15T12:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:17:14.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Opening + Artist Talks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To mark the opening of our exhibition on 1st July, we had an experimental sound performance featuring Kai Lam, Yuzuru Maeda, Zai Tang and Mark Wong Wenwei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/heWZeue0HXU?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On 9th July artist talks were held, to create a platform for dialogue with the public. We aimed to use this opportunity to give the audience a greater insight in to the intentions, processes and meanings behind our work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3w--wScCOTw/TiLEERbK74I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5rFo0GICa7E/s1600/kq_at.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3w--wScCOTw/TiLEERbK74I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5rFo0GICa7E/s400/kq_at.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(video to follow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-2433169114221927123?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/2433169114221927123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=2433169114221927123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2433169114221927123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2433169114221927123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/07/opening-sound-performances.html' title='Opening + Artist Talks'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/heWZeue0HXU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-8467876090341284735</id><published>2011-06-14T21:02:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T18:45:49.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>A group exhibition at Goodman Arts Centre Gallery, 1st - 15th July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;'...this exhibition traverses the dual  domain of waking and dreaming; in so doing, the nebulous interstices of  hypnagogia are probed as well. These explorations run the gamut of  potential angles of attack: From meticulous charts of individual dreams  and general treatments of dream phenomena, to the instantiation of  phantasmagoric scenarios, collective desires and forgotten futures.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;excerpt from &lt;a href="http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/search/label/Writing"&gt;a piece by Bruce Quek&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv4X17w3LmE/Tfi3JcalP-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q6hkJtkmYuE/s1600/dream_exhibition.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv4X17w3LmE/Tfi3JcalP-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q6hkJtkmYuE/s640/dream_exhibition.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come join us for our show opening on&lt;b&gt; 1st  July at 8pm&lt;/b&gt;, where there will be sound performances by Kai Lam, Yuzuru  Maeda and Zai Tang, plus a special guest! Also, if you're free on &lt;b&gt;9th July at 2pm&lt;/b&gt;, do drop by for talks from participating artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Show opening times: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st July&lt;/b&gt;, 11 am - 9.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd July -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; 14th July&lt;/b&gt;,  11 am - 8 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15th July&lt;/b&gt;, 10.30 am - 1.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Address and Map:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Goodman Arts Centre Gallery, Block B, 90 Goodman Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;(five minute walk from Mountbatten MRT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlJgCAreCO4/TfjDZuxPv-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gndxuPTBrog/s1600/GAC_BlockB_MAP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlJgCAreCO4/TfjDZuxPv-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/gndxuPTBrog/s1600/GAC_BlockB_MAP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;We'd like to extend our sincere thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nac.gov.sg/" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NAC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; for supporting our exhibition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-8467876090341284735?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/8467876090341284735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=8467876090341284735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8467876090341284735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8467876090341284735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome.html' title='A group exhibition at Goodman Arts Centre Gallery, 1st - 15th July'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zv4X17w3LmE/Tfi3JcalP-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q6hkJtkmYuE/s72-c/dream_exhibition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-3411064201793157635</id><published>2011-06-14T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T17:53:42.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's a perfectly ordinary sentence, if a little short, which would pass without general comment in most company. Our dreams – something to shrug off in the morning, or perhaps something to tease apart with dream journals and look-up tables of Freudian imagery. Whatever the degree of significance we choose to accord to our dreams, it seems self-evident enough that we &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So we dream. What of it? What is the significance of accepting that statement, and what paths of enquiry could result? We might, for instance, ask: Are dreams entwined with our perceptions of time? Our pasts mined, our histories excavated and refined into disparate configurations of sensation and imagery; perhaps something as coherent as a reconstruction of a specific day, or some dissonant pastiche of moments past. Likewise, we might aver that our dreams give us insight concerning things that are yet to be; prophetic glimpses afforded by the parting of the veils of consciousness. Or, in the more general sense of the word, we might also consider our hopes and aspirations – of worlds remade in the image of our desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, if there is a point in time most intimately bound with dreams, it may well be the present – a quality which places it in the avowedly solid, reputable company of the waking world; putting aside the possibilities of corruption, bias and confabulation, memory remains a thing of the living present, not a disinterred relic of the past. Dreaming and waking, then, relate not as exclusive, well-demarcated domains within a clear hierarchy, but as mythic twins – apparently differing expressions of a common root. This is not a dusting-off of a simulation hypothesis, but an enquiry concerning the possibilities of transference and equivalence. Dreams of events past and future, for instance, might be compared to &lt;i&gt;déjà vu&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;jamais vu&lt;/i&gt;. Similarly, the idea that dreams express that which is suppressed by the conscious mind&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; would also imply that our waking lives express that which is suppressed by our dream lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Concerning territorial metaphors of dreaming and waking, we might consider the twinned town of Baarle-Hertog and Baarle-Nassau, a fine latticework of intertwined legal jurisdictions in which a national border might pass through your living room. More conventionally, we might also consider the Walled City of Kowloon as an organic accumulation of urban life - an exclave of nowhere, encompassing facets exotic and mundane, sanctioned and proscribed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Similarly, in ages past and present, societies have stitched together fragments of collective self-image and hailed them as visions of themselves to come – extruding their hopes and anxieties from singular points to establish their pasts and futures. Aquarian ages of crystal spires and unblemished togas, worlds blessed with atomic panaceas and limitless speed, towering neoclassical megacities crisscrossed with zeppelin traffic, even continents scarred by nuclear fire, from which humanity would spring forth once more. Insofar as none of these have come to pass, it would seem that a future dreamt-for is a future warded against – which seems particularly prudent when it comes to jetpacks, flying cars and curing everything with radium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through these and other potential models of binary relations, this exhibition traverses the dual domain of waking and dreaming; in so doing, the nebulous interstices of hypnagogia are probed as well. These explorations run the gamut of potential angles of attack: From meticulous charts of individual dreams and general treatments of dream phenomena, to the instantiation of phantasmagoric scenarios, collective desires and forgotten futures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In itself, this accumulation of necessary diversity reveals another possible aspect of a dreaming-waking duality – an aspect of insurmountable difference, which remains glaringly present even as it tends infinitely towards zero. That although our individual dreams and experiences form the basis of an apparent collectivity of empirical consensus, those dreams and experiences themselves are walled off – our senses cannot perceive each other’s dreams and experiences. We remain, though similar, irrevocably unique. Of course, it may one day come to pass that direct neural interfaces will lift these barriers – when I can dream a dream of yours, and you can dream a dream of mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Bruce Quek&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-3411064201793157635?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/3411064201793157635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=3411064201793157635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3411064201793157635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3411064201793157635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-borderlands-and-other-territories.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6299869971151952276</id><published>2011-06-02T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:26:25.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depository'/><title type='text'>The Quiet American</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;An old dream I had once:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was watching a film. Oddly enough, it was called &lt;i&gt;The Quiet American&lt;/i&gt; (hadn't heard of Graham Greene at this point). It started off a bit like a Kurosawa film, in the cinematography. It was set after a war of some sort, in Japan. A young woman lost her home and family during this war, and in the beginning she's speaking with another family, who agree to take her in - on the condition that she pretends to be a servant. It cuts to the young woman in a servant's outfit (traditional Japanese clothes of some sort) and she's sitting or waiting in the room where the family entertains guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some guests arrive; from outside the room, the young woman hears the head of her adoptive family deliver some sort of insult. For a moment she is offended, but then she remembers that it is traditional to address servants in this manner. At this point her adoptive family and a family of guests enters. Cut to a few minutes ahead, with drinks and pleasantries being exchanged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The camera work changes noticeably at this point; there's a lot of strangely done closeups, off-kilter steadicam stuff, swooping around. Reminds me a little of some sort of psychedelic montage. The young woman notices that the head of the family of guests looks uncannily like herself. Cut between closeups of the young woman looking curious, disturbed and increasingly confused, and the other woman exchanging small talk and so on so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuts between extreme closeups from this point on - the gestures and mannerisms of the two women are beginning to synchronise. Their lips become strangely flat and sort of spread out. Their mouths open and their gums are really, really weird. They look like razor clams, long and tubular pink structures attached to individual teeth. Some of the teeth are just floating at the ends of the gum-things, and some of the gums just end in floating filaments of pink. The last closeup is of their eyes - at the same time, marking total synchronisation, their left eyes roll up into their sockets while the right eyes stare straight into the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They get possessed or something at this point. Both of them are speaking as if they were an American soldier raping someone. The guests get really agitated and confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6299869971151952276?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6299869971151952276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6299869971151952276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6299869971151952276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6299869971151952276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/06/quiet-american.html' title='The Quiet American'/><author><name>killksm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14888026942303930623</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-7532482353870346617.post-3514498766887689751</id><published>2011-05-31T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:48:18.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Mike HJ Chang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xr2uanotkg/TeCqYTfRcVI/AAAAAAAAACU/gbGsHAI-ljA/s1600/pebble+4.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xr2uanotkg/TeCqYTfRcVI/AAAAAAAAACU/gbGsHAI-ljA/s320/pebble+4.1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black Pebble &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(2011)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWBmy10cMtE/TeCr1BVKZgI/AAAAAAAAACY/gfrnKW3zFR0/s1600/tile+bench.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWBmy10cMtE/TeCr1BVKZgI/AAAAAAAAACY/gfrnKW3zFR0/s320/tile+bench.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bench&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black Pebble&lt;/i&gt; (2011) and &lt;i&gt;Bench&lt;/i&gt; (2011), are two separate pieces, but born out of the same vein in which the artist deals with issues of the dream in the context of human ergonomics.&amp;nbsp;In the photography piece a black pebble is inserted under a mattress, depicting an uncomfortable sleeping situation. Black stones or gems have long been associated with magic or the dark arts, though in the work the sense of ritual is ambiguous, only the very mundane is presented.&amp;nbsp; The state of sleeping has the potential of being disrupted by the physical intrusion of a pebble, not unlike having a tiny rock in one’s shoe.&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the sculptural work, &lt;i&gt;Bench&lt;/i&gt;, a slight physical change has occurred to a typical piece of furniture.&amp;nbsp;The (un)combination of the slanted form and the rigid square-ness of the ceramic titles results in a disharmonious state. Similar to &lt;i&gt;Black Pebble&lt;/i&gt;, the slightly out-of-ordinariness makes it hard to rule out that one is already in a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-3514498766887689751?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/3514498766887689751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=3514498766887689751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3514498766887689751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3514498766887689751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/mike-hj-chang_28.html' title='Artist Statement: Mike HJ Chang'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xr2uanotkg/TeCqYTfRcVI/AAAAAAAAACU/gbGsHAI-ljA/s72-c/pebble+4.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-8548126066433821135</id><published>2011-05-31T07:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T18:21:35.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Chun Kai Qun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MsWnNSZY1o/TgAwnP3kVaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ljGh1rw7jUc/s1600/CKQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MsWnNSZY1o/TgAwnP3kVaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ljGh1rw7jUc/s400/CKQ.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Think I Can Keep My Faith In Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Think I Can Keep My Faith in Man&lt;/em&gt; relates to how dreamscapes are constructed as a physical reality in architecture, painting and film. With the advancement in technology, the world can be freely built from our wildest imagination, we can easily find a nostalgically themed café in a shopping mall, revisit the Jurassic age at an amusement park and be immersed in an epic magical world in true high-definition 3D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our experience of the material world has become phantasmagoric like a dream (or perhaps a nightmare) in which disconnected scenes morph seamlessly from one to another. Unconsciously, we have adopted a stance of unquestioning indifference towards this confusion created by the constant blurring of reality with fiction in our environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In this work, I have created a dioramic collage of disparate scenes and landscapes which merge into one another, and through the employment of different scales and proportions to induce alternating perceptions about the composition. There is an emphasis on faux painting techniques which are often used to fabricate the aged furniture in period interiors of now popular coffee-shop franchises (for examples, Toast Box and Killiney Kopitiam) in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is also a reference to a pre-CGI cinematic technique used in Akira Kurosawa’s Rashomon in which black sumi ink was used to intensify the rainstorm in the film. The work leads to the scrutiny of its manufacture and bring forth an inquisitive attention to the constructedness of our physical environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ListParagraph" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-8548126066433821135?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/8548126066433821135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=8548126066433821135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8548126066433821135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8548126066433821135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/chun-kai-qun_28.html' title='Artist Statement: Chun Kai Qun'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MsWnNSZY1o/TgAwnP3kVaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ljGh1rw7jUc/s72-c/CKQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6597564027945993685</id><published>2011-05-31T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:38:07.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Debbie Ding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1Fd-QLd9V4/TfIbaTIJVAI/AAAAAAAAASw/PWzM75I1A2A/s1600/P6101805.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616581823909417986" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1Fd-QLd9V4/TfIbaTIJVAI/AAAAAAAAASw/PWzM75I1A2A/s400/P6101805.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;MAPS WITH/OUT BUILDINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAPS WITH/OUT BUILDINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; is a hand-illustrated study of place, the map-making process and natural features as they are commonly represented in topographic maps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;During the years 2008-2010 I collected my dreams in the form of maps and layout plans. As dreams are highly visual, I felt that the only way to adequately document my dreams would be to draw maps of the spaces. At the time when I began this project I was inspired by Bill Hillier's theories on "space syntax", which suggested that the navigability of a space and its isovists (the field of view from any one point) had direct affect over social behaviour within those spaces. Since we spend about a third of our lives sleeping and presumably dreaming (whether or not we remember our dreams), I believe that the dream spaces we experience may also play a significant role in shaping our behaviour in waking life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day a friend noted that I hadn't drawn any maps without buildings in them. I realised this was because the only two places I had spent significant time living in (Singapore and London) were both modern, highly dense urban cities, and throughout my entire life I had only the most minimal contact with countrysides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is a work that will be produced as I travel through both the city and the countryside (London/Cornwall in UK, Berlin/North Rhine-Westphalia in Germany) - an exploration of the portrayal of place, through a study of maps which do not have any buildings in them. Perhaps by studying maps without buildings, and by envisioning or attempting to visualise landscapes devoid of buildings, one day I will have dreams without buildings in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For more information, see: &lt;a href="http://mapswithoutbuildings.blogspot.com/"&gt;MAPS WITH/OUT BUILDINGS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6597564027945993685?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6597564027945993685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6597564027945993685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6597564027945993685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6597564027945993685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/artist-statement-debbie-ding.html' title='Artist Statement: Debbie Ding'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M1Fd-QLd9V4/TfIbaTIJVAI/AAAAAAAAASw/PWzM75I1A2A/s72-c/P6101805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-2681476335987995171</id><published>2011-05-31T05:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:42:16.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Joo Choon Lin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MfWn16QZZY/TgAwxWbY0BI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rqkXzh2CV-o/s1600/jcl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MfWn16QZZY/TgAwxWbY0BI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rqkXzh2CV-o/s400/jcl.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHVnf5NGQD8/TeJDYqqiD5I/AAAAAAAAACo/SQ5A9Qic40U/s1600/jcl.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;I SAW You SING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I SAW You SING&lt;/i&gt; is a new revolution in structural crack repair. It is a dream saw able to repair any concrete cracks and fractures in walls. When the cracks are stabilized and cured, it leaves behind a permanent colourful mark. This saw will also sing you a song during the repair process.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is ironic that a saw has become more significant as a tool being returned to its initial purpose of aiding construction, because in contemporary culture we often see the saw as a tool of violence, mutilation and destruction in horror-gore films such as SAW and Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Instead, the saw has become a tool for creating peace and harmony.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Through the process of make-believe and creating dream-like sequences, this video installation responds to the gaps between social classes in Singapore, using the saw as a symbol of expression to bridge social fragmentations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-2681476335987995171?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/2681476335987995171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=2681476335987995171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2681476335987995171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2681476335987995171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/artist-statement-joo-choon-lin.html' title='Artist Statement: Joo Choon Lin'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MfWn16QZZY/TgAwxWbY0BI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rqkXzh2CV-o/s72-c/jcl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-8778937560653204850</id><published>2011-05-31T04:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:42:27.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Yuzuru Maeda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkWbrX41-bs/TganG-WnIHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9cvBbxS6iR0/s1600/yuz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkWbrX41-bs/TganG-WnIHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9cvBbxS6iR0/s320/yuz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Zentai 46) on B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our subconsciousness occupies ninety percent of our total psyche. Through our dreams, we make contact with this vast yet elusive side of ourselves, allowing us to discover that which is hidden in our daily life. I think that true inspiration evolves out of this close contact with the subconscious, and so this video work is a search to discover the other ninety percent of possibilities, residing deeper within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-8778937560653204850?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/8778937560653204850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=8778937560653204850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8778937560653204850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8778937560653204850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/06/yuzuru-maeda.html' title='Artist Statement: Yuzuru Maeda'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XkWbrX41-bs/TganG-WnIHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9cvBbxS6iR0/s72-c/yuz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6826613339449584143</id><published>2011-05-31T04:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:50:02.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Bruce Quek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eguu9lMvUs/TeCmvWKzskI/AAAAAAAAACM/nA35oXyJmXg/s1600/bq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eguu9lMvUs/TeCmvWKzskI/AAAAAAAAACM/nA35oXyJmXg/s320/bq.jpg" width="89" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Tahoma; panose-1:0 2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:"Gill Sans MT"; mso-font-alt:"Times New Roman"; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:7 0 0 0 3 0;}@font-face {font-family:"Andale Sans UI"; mso-font-alt:"Times New Roman"; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:none; mso-hyphenate:none; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-font-kerning:.5pt;}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incidental Traces&lt;sup&gt;(2b)&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Concerning dreams, a tale is often told of the philosopher Zhuangzhi, who once wondered if he had dreamt of being a butterfly, or if a butterfly had dreamt of being Zhuangzhi. It is in this in-between space that Incidental Traces(2b) might be found, at the point of transformation which resembles both an elusive veil and an iron curtain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The edge of change is a point of confusion; when we wake, our memory slip-slides as it attempts to recall the fading fragments of a dream - chains of events which seemed perfectly sensible are rendered suspect: a memory, hard-won, or confabulation brought upon by the effort of memory itself? Likewise, the path from wakefulness to sleep disappears along the way, unless disrupted by sleep paralysis or other hypnagogic twitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of course, these borders are not addressed only to themselves; dreams do not concern dreams alone. What if these patterns, found in the relationship between dreaming and waking, could be found in other binary relations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6826613339449584143?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6826613339449584143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6826613339449584143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6826613339449584143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6826613339449584143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/bruce-quek_28.html' title='Artist Statement: Bruce Quek'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eguu9lMvUs/TeCmvWKzskI/AAAAAAAAACM/nA35oXyJmXg/s72-c/bq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-939256647293494688</id><published>2011-05-31T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:27:21.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Zai Tang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; 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is a search for an alternative method of exploring the meanings of&amp;nbsp;my dream material, by translating these experiences into a sonorous form.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F19214221&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F19214221&amp;amp;show_comments=true&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/zaitang/through-the-minds-eye-of-a"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wanted to remain flexible in my approach to dream interpretation, so I have adopted improvisational methods of playing my prepared vinyl records, field recordings and spoken dream recollections. When these elements amalgamate, I am able to plunge myself back into the memory of specific dream experiences and freely re-interpret them within a lucid moment of sound. This instinct driven approach better reflects the dynamic nature of the unconscious, and encourages playful responses to the immersive atmospheres, fragmented narratives and fluid morphologies of space and characters experienced within dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KngCpkiuY8A/TiKENHWpBqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ijtTABQgsJQ/s1600/zai.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KngCpkiuY8A/TiKENHWpBqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ijtTABQgsJQ/s400/zai.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alongside my improvisation-lead composition, I have presented the prepared vinyl and other tools I used to improvise with. These interconnected sonorous objects are made visible to give a more holistic experience to the listener, acting both as a visual score to the final sound composition and a means of revealing my dream sonification process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpKCeA1QJ2s/Tieb7k_8bvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nMTRCjJso-c/s1600/mindseye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpKCeA1QJ2s/Tieb7k_8bvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nMTRCjJso-c/s400/mindseye.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My process itself is more concerned with discovery than expression. Like the unraveling of a dream’s message through word association, one sonic encounter leads me to the next as I seek out something that feels meaningful in relation to the dream, then dig deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-939256647293494688?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/939256647293494688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=939256647293494688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/939256647293494688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/939256647293494688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/06/artist-statement-zai-tang.html' title='Artist Statement: Zai Tang'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihDXandYNlA/Tfi7SE2UnRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fYcI8i0J7rY/s72-c/image_Zai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-7991366715300894885</id><published>2011-05-31T02:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:31:18.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Mark Thia</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3JUmctLSlE/TgA3Sxr5FbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LyrTzi8QaEY/s1600/markthia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3JUmctLSlE/TgA3Sxr5FbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LyrTzi8QaEY/s320/markthia.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Untitled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-7991366715300894885?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/7991366715300894885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=7991366715300894885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7991366715300894885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7991366715300894885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/artist-statement-mark-thia.html' title='Artist Statement: Mark Thia'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3JUmctLSlE/TgA3Sxr5FbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LyrTzi8QaEY/s72-c/markthia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-7458476931336584150</id><published>2011-05-31T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:49:57.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artist Statements'/><title type='text'>Artist Statement: Mark Wong Wenwei &amp; Elizabeth Lim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tcZkgNT1h0/TeCnSgmdhEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h7S5RXKOfYQ/s1600/Mark%2526Elizabeth.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tcZkgNT1h0/TeCnSgmdhEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h7S5RXKOfYQ/s320/Mark%2526Elizabeth.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was Dreaming in the Past, and My Heart was Beating Fast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have set up a chamber that revisits 1950s Singapore, a nascent society in pre-statehood, young but vibrant with an uncertain future ahead of it. This was an age of lofty ideals, a generation of dreamers that found themselves meeting head-on with repression, creating historical junctures of trauma at the birth of a nation. Can a dream go too far?&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We attempt to access the dreams of a forgotten generation via a light and sound installation, transporting the audience into the physical act of dreaming. The chamber creates an immersive environment of recurrent sound and visual imagery unhinged from rational control. As a window into our unconsciousness, dreams are encodings of latent desires and fears. As the unconscious mind is unable to communicate through a verbal language, it relies on both universal and personal symbols and imagery to signal psychological states.&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The title of the work highlights the vast differences between the ideals of the past and our present realities. While the activists of the 1950s were stirred by common purpose and dreamt as a community, the present generation is often said only to indulge in navel gazing and personal gratification. The work implicitly raises questions about the future and what our generation’s dreams are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-7458476931336584150?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/7458476931336584150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=7458476931336584150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7458476931336584150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7458476931336584150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/mark-wong-wenwei-elizabeth-lim.html' title='Artist Statement: Mark Wong Wenwei &amp; Elizabeth Lim'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tcZkgNT1h0/TeCnSgmdhEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/h7S5RXKOfYQ/s72-c/Mark%2526Elizabeth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-5164829152880583856</id><published>2011-05-28T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:42:02.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Mike HJ Chang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mike HJ Chang is a Taiwanese American. He received his B.A. from University of California, Los Angeles, and his MFA from California Institute of the Arts. He is currently an art educator living in Singapore, where he also runs a small art space in called FOXRIVER.&amp;nbsp; Recently he exhibited his work at Post Museum and TickleArt in Singapore, and Dobaebacsa in Seoul, South Korea. Chang is currently working on multi-disciplinary projects entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Is What and Night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;a Circular Room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Both projects deal with the conflict of illustration and text, and the process of letting it become an analogy for the anxiety of art making.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://boatship.net/"&gt;http://boatship.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: small;"&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:booimpact@hotmail.com"&gt;booimpact@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-5164829152880583856?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/5164829152880583856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=5164829152880583856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/5164829152880583856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/5164829152880583856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/mike-hj-chang.html' title='Biography: Mike HJ Chang'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-3982949180757914379</id><published>2011-05-28T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:42:24.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Chun Kai Qun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;Chun Kai Qun is concerned with the anxieties and desires of individuals living in contemporary society. He brings into play the art of miniature making, creating cataclysmic explosions, reminiscent of sensationalist blockbuster action flicks or video games. The perverse violence and gory carnality of the spectacle is trivialized and detached by means of miniaturization in his work, highlighting the anesthesia that decadent society has unconsciously induced in us.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;He received his art education from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts, Singapore, majoring in printmaking. Chun has actively participated in various art exhibitions and projects including Art Stage Singapore (2011), Utopia Highway at the Esplanade Concourse (2010), TransportAsian at the Singapore Art Museum (2009), Lost in the City at the National Museum of Singapore (2009) and the 4th Fukuoka Asian Art Triennale (Art Exchange Program) (2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:chunkaiqun@gmail.com"&gt;chunkaiqun@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.chunkaiqun.com/"&gt;www.chunkaiqun.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unfinishedadventures.wordpress.com%20/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;www.unfinishedadventures.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-3982949180757914379?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/3982949180757914379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=3982949180757914379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3982949180757914379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/3982949180757914379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/chun-kai-qun.html' title='Biography: Chun Kai Qun'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-5786940324722560754</id><published>2011-05-28T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:43:15.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Debbie Ding</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Debbie Ding (b. 1984, Singapore) is an artist and cartographer who likes mapping and visualising spaces whether they be real or imaginary. She graduated with a B.A (Hons) in English Literature from National University of Singapore in 2007, but currently works as an independent illustrator and interactive designer/programmer. Through her work Ding investigates how the built environment in cities such as Singapore and London affects patterns of human interaction with urban space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ding held her first solo exhibition "&lt;i&gt;\\ : The Singapore River as a Psychogeographical Faultline" &lt;/i&gt;at The Substation Gallery (Singapore) in September 2010 as part of The Substation Open Call 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamsyntax.org/" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;http://dreamsyntax.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-5786940324722560754?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/5786940324722560754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=5786940324722560754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/5786940324722560754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/5786940324722560754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/debbie-ding.html' title='Biography: Debbie Ding'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-1058734855117183543</id><published>2011-05-28T07:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:23:51.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Joo Choon Lin</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joo Choon Lin (b. 1984) makes experimental stop-motion animation across various disciplines, including drawing, sculpture and printmaking. Her work incorporates live action and localised contexts to create narratives that blur fact and fiction. For her, the sketches also take the form of sculptural maquette. Joo’s drawings are spontaneous, as she nurtures her story each day with make-belief and with surreal consequences. In flux, every ‘new’ drawing (new frame in this case) contains a residual memory of the previous drawing—haunting and scar-like. Every subsequent frame escapes, and dissipates from the previous: One event leads to the next without a script. While not deliberate, there is a concurrent mood of escapism and introspection in Joo’s work, reflecting the artist’s nonchalant attitude to the hype of new media, preferring something more material and craft-like. Joo has exhibited work locally and internationally, participating in shows such as 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Fukuoka Asian Art Triennale, Japan (2009), 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Aichi Triennale, Japan (2010) and Roving Eye at Sorlandets Kunstmuseum, Norway (2011).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-1058734855117183543?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/1058734855117183543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=1058734855117183543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1058734855117183543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1058734855117183543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/joo-choon-lin.html' title='Biography: Joo Choon Lin'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-1417545474470489199</id><published>2011-05-28T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:42:14.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Elizabeth Lim</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Elizabeth Lim (b. 1992, Singapore) has grown up being exposed to the eclectic society of Singapore. She has been traveling since the age of 1, which may contribute to her strong interest in the interactions between culture and people from different walks of life. Elizabeth enjoys creating works that are simple, straightforward, and depict an honest reflection of the Artist and her ideas. She enjoys traveling, several different sports, humour and honesty in Art, and being a Singaporean flâneur, which is also reflected in her works. Her upcoming projects are concerned with trying to expand the definitions of "Singaporean Art". More importantly, she is investigating the endless potential and possibilities Art and its mediums have to offer her. She further develops herself, first as a human being then as an Artist, to uncover what she has to offer Art.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-1417545474470489199?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/1417545474470489199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=1417545474470489199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1417545474470489199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1417545474470489199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/elizabeth-lim.html' title='Biography: Elizabeth Lim'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-4086773633952473151</id><published>2011-05-28T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:44:06.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Yuzuru Maeda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;Yuzuru Maeda was born in Ogaki, Japan and currently lives in Singapore. She received her BA from the LaSalle Collage of Arts (2009), and has been involved with producing soundtracks, jingles and music compositions for independent films and video works. Yuzuru's music is influenced by Jazz, Hindustani classical, Carnatic, Hindi film songs, Japanese and experimental music, citing&amp;nbsp;La Monte Young, Arlo Guthrie and Ustad Ali Akbar Khan as her main inspirations. She performs with Sanshin (Japanese) and Sarod (Indian), and has played at various local and international events: Choppa (Singapore, 2007), Black Market (Singapore, 2009), Rights, Osage Gallary (Singapore, 2009), Open Art Festival (Beijing, 2009), Sugar Jar (Beijing, 2009), Mekong River Project (Bangkok, 2009), Post Museum (Singapore, 2010), Sculpture Society, Fort Canon (Singapore, 2011).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;website: &lt;a href="http://yuzuru.weebly.com/"&gt;http://yuzuru.weebly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-4086773633952473151?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/4086773633952473151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=4086773633952473151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/4086773633952473151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/4086773633952473151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/yuzuru-maeda.html' title='Biography: Yuzuru Maeda'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-7492275624707012185</id><published>2011-05-28T04:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:42:33.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Bruce Quek</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;Bruce Quek is a young artist who works with whatever seems appropriate at the time, often producing things that don't seem to mean anything. This tendency might be traced to his training in sculpture at LASALLE, which often saw him scrounging for serendipitous pieces of scrap metal. His projects tend to take the distribution and dissemination of information as starting points for various conceptual investigations, critiques of artistic infrastructure, and other wanderings. He takes an interest in many things, but maintains an unhealthy fascination with emergent behaviour, pathological transference, and puns. All of his endeavours are frequently threatened by the seductive allure of reading random things online, out of a vague belief in the value of consuming as much information as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-7492275624707012185?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/7492275624707012185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=7492275624707012185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7492275624707012185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/7492275624707012185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/bruce-quek.html' title='Biography: Bruce Quek'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6728898844440010427</id><published>2011-05-28T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:42:42.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Zai Tang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:595.0pt 842.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:35.4pt; mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zai Tang situates his creative practise somewhere in between the paths of music, art and philosophy. The thrust of his recent projects focus on the evolving relationship between sound and space, in both real and imagined environments. His work investigates how developing a greater awareness of sound can contribute to more dynamic states of being and enrich our experience of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He applies a multidisciplinary approach to art making, adapting to whatever means best suits his ideas; whether experimenting with turntable and vinyl records in a live setting, creating immersive site-specific installations or sound composition for film and theatre. Zai studied BA Creative Music Technology at Bath Spa University, and completed his post-graduate in Digital Arts at Camberwell College of Arts. Since 2006&amp;nbsp;Zai has been exhibiting work and performing in Singapore, London and most notably Venice; collaborating with Tang Da Wu in developing a multimedia sculptural installation at the Singapore Pavilion for the 52nd Venice Biennale (2007).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:email@zaitang.com"&gt;email@zaitang.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;website: &lt;a href="http://www.zaitang.com/"&gt;www.zaitang.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6728898844440010427?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6728898844440010427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6728898844440010427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6728898844440010427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6728898844440010427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/zai-tang.html' title='Biography: Zai Tang'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-4237099748661596103</id><published>2011-05-28T02:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:32:12.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biographies'/><title type='text'>Biography: Mark Thia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; 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panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}a:link, span.MsoHyperlink {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;}a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed {color:purple; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}a:link, span.MsoHyperlink {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;}a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed {color:purple; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark Wong Wenwei (b. 1982, Singapore), works in and with sound to devise listening strategies for new and intense possibilities of being. His practice is diverse, including improvised rock, electro-pop and electro-acoustic performances, compositions for film and dance, gallery installations, free-form radio shows and live DJ-spinning. He has performed and exhibited at various local and international events, including the Hong Kong City Festival (2006), notthatbalai art festival, KL (2007), Electricity: International Symposium on Electronic Art (2008), Masriadi: Black is My Last Weapon (2008), Studio in Cheras, KL: Open Lab (2008), Choppa Series (2008-09), Month's End Music @ FINDARS, KL (2009), Cityscapes: Singapore Design Festival (2009) and Open House! (2011). Mark also writes on sound and music and has been published in The Wire (UK), Substation Magazine (SG), BigO (SG), Independent Artists Club (MY) and Junk (MY).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:kulturslut@gmail.com"&gt;kulturslut@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://markwong.bandcamp.com/"&gt;markwong.bandcamp.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-1681548165865560604?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/1681548165865560604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=1681548165865560604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1681548165865560604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/1681548165865560604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/mark-wong-wenwei.html' title='Biography: Mark Wong Wenwei'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6721695457405027018</id><published>2011-05-21T09:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:30:14.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>Homunculus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;just couple of things i am kinda into lately, might be interesting to some of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homunculus"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homunculus&lt;/a&gt;, about homunculus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypnerotomachia_Poliphili"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypnerotomachia_Poliphili&lt;/a&gt;, an early romance novel with beautiful woodcut and type design.  the title is also good, called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poliphilo's Strife of Love in a Dream.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6721695457405027018?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6721695457405027018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6721695457405027018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6721695457405027018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6721695457405027018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/homunculus.html' title='Homunculus'/><author><name>booimpact</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16370718385687511244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5a7Ewp9rY7Y/ScEkiNy4K3I/AAAAAAAAACk/Fn3pJoubyuQ/S220/DSCF0011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-8273011910818450871</id><published>2011-05-09T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:27:20.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depository'/><title type='text'>Lucid Photoshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm walking over a field and realise I'm dreaming. The colours are amplified, sumptuous yellows and greens. I decide to fly forward over the lush bare fields and small hills. I have faith in myself that I can fly much faster than before, which allows me to do so. It's almost as if I'm stationary and the ground is flying past me! A few houses appear. A large red one stands out. Using my thumb and index of both hands, I mark out a small area of the house image, like in Photoshop. It disappears. I look at another building, and want to make the whole thing disappear, willing it with my mind. It doesn't work. I look away and look back. Nothing. One more time... the roof and half of the exterior wall are missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-8273011910818450871?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/8273011910818450871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=8273011910818450871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8273011910818450871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/8273011910818450871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/lucid-photoshop.html' title='Lucid Photoshop'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-512076357103085096</id><published>2011-05-09T10:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:27:27.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depository'/><title type='text'>Elephant Statue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am looking at a photograph taken in Thailand, north of Bangkok. The photo is taken at the base of a concrete statue, angled up, so the viewer can see the immense height of it. The statue resides at a temple high above the ground. Clouds surround it, nothing else can be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The photo draws me in, and starts to feel more tangible, as if I'm experiencing it first hand. The Elephant, standing completely upright, is narrow in width, but reaches far beyond the clouds. I'm blown away by what an amazing feat of human engineering it is, on the cusp of being impossible. In centuries past the sheer scale of it must have put the those that beheld it in a state of awe, and even fear, if seen by invaders. A few travelers and monks stand around admiring the statue. There is text below the photograph; a voice narrates, talking about how this statue questions the material body of man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-512076357103085096?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/512076357103085096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=512076357103085096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/512076357103085096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/512076357103085096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/05/elephant-statue.html' title='Elephant Statue'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-6649808278546474270</id><published>2011-04-26T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:27:34.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>The Plastic Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm reading a fascinating book at the moment called &lt;i&gt;The Brain That Changed Itself&lt;/i&gt;. The author, Norman Doidge, presents an interesting portrait of the boundless adaptability of the human brain, through a number of case studies and stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This (relatively) new branch of neuroscience is called &lt;i&gt;neuroplasticity&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The field has had a huge impact on psychiatry, particularly psychoanalysis. Through this 'talking therapy' it's become clear that patients brains do physically change and adapt through realizations and confrontations with their subconscious:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Analysis helps patients put their unconscious procedural memories and actions into words and into context, so they can better understand them. In the process they plastically retranscribe these procedural memories, so that they become conscious explicit memories, sometimes for the first time, and patients no longer need to "relive" or "reenact" them, especially if they were traumatic."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And of course dreams play a huge part in analysis. Dreams are in their very nature revealing because&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the part of our brain that processes our sexual, survival and aggressive instincts is more active and less inhibited by other systems in the brain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"With instincts turned up and inhibitions turned down, the dreaming brain can reveal impulses that are normally blocked from awareness."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.normandoidge.com/normandoidge/ABOUT_THE_BOOK.html"&gt;http://www.normandoidge.com/normandoidge/ABOUT_THE_BOOK.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-6649808278546474270?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/6649808278546474270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=6649808278546474270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6649808278546474270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/6649808278546474270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/04/plastic-brain.html' title='The Plastic Brain'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-2366695105919941905</id><published>2011-04-25T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:27:42.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>Neuroscience meets Psychiatry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neuropsychoanalysis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neuropsa.org.uk/"&gt;http://www.neuropsa.org.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neuroscience &amp;amp; Jung:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iaap.org/congresses/barcelona-2004/neuroscience-and-jungs-model-of-the-psyche-a-close-fit.html"&gt;http://iaap.org/congresses/barcelona-2004/neuroscience-and-jungs-model-of-the-psyche-a-close-fit.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It may not work, but I'm not givin' up: A Jungian Model of Post-traumatic Treatment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paper by William R Clough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://traumacounselors.com/Journal%20articles/Summer_08/Jungian%20post%20traumatic%20Art.pdf"&gt;http://traumacounselors.com/Journal%20articles/Summer_08/Jungian%20post%20traumatic%20Art.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Undoing dissociation. Affective neuroscience: a contemporary Jungian&lt;br /&gt;clinical perspective&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paper by Margret Wilkinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1387642357"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ahealthymind.org/csg/Members/Wilkinson%2005%20dissoc.pdf%20"&gt;http://ahealthymind.org/csg/Members/Wilkinson%2005%20dissoc.pdf &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-2366695105919941905?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/2366695105919941905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=2366695105919941905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2366695105919941905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2366695105919941905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/04/neuropsychoanalysis.html' title='Neuroscience meets Psychiatry'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7532482353870346617.post-2717167071751010533</id><published>2011-04-25T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:29:42.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depository'/><title type='text'>Open Psyche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thought it might be interesting to have a depository for any dreams we wish to share. Could be beneficial to our collaborative process; for example, we could offer possible interpretations of dreams shared, methods for approaching or extracting potential meanings, or respond to them in other mediums (perhaps with drawing / sound).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7532482353870346617-2717167071751010533?l=dreamborderlands.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/feeds/2717167071751010533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7532482353870346617&amp;postID=2717167071751010533&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2717167071751010533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7532482353870346617/posts/default/2717167071751010533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamborderlands.blogspot.com/2011/04/open-psyche.html' title='Open Psyche'/><author><name>Zai Tang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061361364430916281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlba8SSFa4/TbE5GhdsuHI/AAAAAAAAABk/685XRoECnG0/s220/cotd10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
