We were headed to the Art Gallery Petronas in KLCC on last Wednesday and I was thrilled because that was my second class trip I had gone to since the last one I had was when I was 11 years old and odd enough, the first trip was to KLCC as well, only my school went to the Petrosains.
Anyway, for the second blog post, we are required to answer two out of four questions given out by our lecturers regarding the trip. I would be choosing the questions A and D.
Question A: The title of the exhibition is #tanahairku. Why do you think it is titled as such? Based on all the items available for viewing, do you think this is an accurate or appropriate title for the exhibition? Why or why not?
Answer: The people at the art gallery have chose the perfect title for the exhibitions that were shown at the gallery. It shows all there is being a Malaysian. I am not politically inclined but these recent years, things have been hard in Malaysia. Especially after living the school where we normally sings the Negaraku everyday during the assembly (in my old school, we have to sing it everyday) and now I can only hear the national song being played on national televisions before they end their transmission. What I am trying to say here is, it sort of sparks the Malaysian in me to see all the art exhibitions there and the title is somewhat very sentimental and to answer the question, yes, it is very accurate and appropriate.
Question D: Many sections of the exhibition use objects from the past to evoke a sense of nostalgia in the audience. Take a photo of any object in the #tanahairku exhibition that held some nostalgic significance for you. Tell us why this object is significant to you.
Answer: There is quite a number of traditional games shown at the art gallery. The ones that I’ve played was congkak (which I lost), dam (lose the game too) and teng-teng. I grew up in a neighbourhood where there are not many children around my age. Even if there were, we ended up playing at the playground and played tag most of the time but there is one time in my childhood where I would go back to my father’s police quarters where my mother used to held tuition classes for the kids there, that was when I get the chance to play lots of traditional games and one of our favourite game was the teng-teng. I would say this is my most nostalgic object because I did not get to play it elsewhere other than at the police quarters and at school (around the age 7-9). After that age, we kids started playing a lot more ‘grown up’ games like the batu seremban or galah panjang. Teng-teng to us is like a game where only little kids play. It was fun but when you grow a little bit older, it gets boring because the game is simple. You just have to hop with one leg and pick up the pebble that landed on any of the spot, and hop your way back to the starting line. Nostalgic because I only get to play for a short brief of time. I did not care how old I am right now when I saw it was being exhibited at the gallery. I played it with Pruso and we taught Aiman how to play it since he claimed he has never played it. It brings back all the good memories I had when we drew the teng-teng on the floor with chalks we stole from the school.