And the swirling, electric light unfurled into a creature of blue. He stepped out, forming paws. Majestic with each stride, he was as shaggy as a wolf… Read more “Shamanic Report”
Author: mzthenga
The Little Mermaid
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart. ― Hans Christian Anderson, The Little Mermaid Hans Christian Andersen’s OG version of The… Read more “The Little Mermaid”
Unsent
Dear Philippines, We were so young. I’m not even sure if I knew what it was like to feel love, or to learn through love at the… Read more “Unsent”
The Libby Experience
Who is Libby? I sat myself down to meditate one morning and a voice came to me; Look Here, I am a girl of world! I have… Read more “The Libby Experience”
Dream Sequence 1
The reddish bricks of an English suburb stack up into homogenous houses, fired in the kiln of my childhood. I, the architect, am erroneous prone but in… Read more “Dream Sequence 1”
A Drunken Sailor of Sorts
It’s like cold Chardonnay, This weightless floating. Homes I left behind trail Away into a pupil in the sun, A self-contained equilux, Sinking over the ocean. Mermaids… Read more “A Drunken Sailor of Sorts”
Observations 4; On Borders
He scans my face indiscreetly and I press my fingers on the readers. This place is where transient people flow, all regimented and watched. Louis Vuitton luggage… Read more “Observations 4; On Borders”
Observations 2; On Inaccessibility
“Hey Libby, come hang out?” he says. It seemed as though we broke the boundaries of intimacy a little too quickly. I wanted you, I knew it… Read more “Observations 2; On Inaccessibility”
Observations 1; On Socialising
I was knackered as soon as I stepped foot in there. Hiding behind a glass of wine and a plume of smoke, I sunk back, as empty… Read more “Observations 1; On Socialising”
Shark Totems
My childhood house is full of spacetime parasites but when I’m feeling Shark, they don’t bother me. Shark is like the ancient god of the ocean, traversing… Read more “Shark Totems”
Elkish
I keep dreaming and having flashes of a stag? An elk? First, like a burning desire, leaping over me. Escaping. And now, this dream. A gleaming white… Read more “Elkish”
Plastic Smiles and Peaches (remix)
Revisited this lady and gave her a makeover. I placed her on a bunch of inky/pastel/lipstick stains that I had scanned in. They reminded me of paua… Read more “Plastic Smiles and Peaches (remix)”
Plastic Smiles and Peaches
Apparently this shit is lame but whatevs, ya know it’s a real ass problem and booty is a big deal. Instagram is part of the digital cage… Read more “Plastic Smiles and Peaches”
Corvid
The original sketch for this was quickly done one morning walking around Uptown Damansara, using felt tips, water and the last dribbles of my coffee. I think… Read more “Corvid”
Taurus Moon
Lost in a Kisscape The world feels like A crashing car A dying sun I clasp your face Shining colours Eyes with daggers A new-found confidence Luscious… Read more “Taurus Moon”
Mortality
My Grandpa dwells in Godric’s Hollow, where fellow Practitioners creep Like the oddities Of my sleeping, feverish Fantasies. The bell Tolls for us all and Beyond the… Read more “Mortality”
Roses for the Dead
Under my skin Sleeps knowledge Unknown Dwelling In the shape Of shadows Restless They press And twist And mould me Slowly Hold me Desolate And Godless Controlled… Read more “Roses for the Dead”
DMs
Well, who the fuck do you think I am? ꚛ It was a feeling. You told me my feelings weren’t real. You told me I… Read more “DMs”
A Parable of Waiting Around
Red, red lights simmer all along the street sending omens through the windows. They are scattered like blotched beads against the gritty backdrop, a broken string of… Read more “A Parable of Waiting Around”
Observations 3; On Distractions
Whether they be Malay, Chinese, Indian or the various, miscellaneous people in Malaysia; they are plodders. And their spatial awareness is worse than mine, which is saying… Read more “Observations 3; On Distractions”
Ode to the West Coast
Endless on my breath is the Ocean! Too easy the inspiration surges As Her Foamy fingers speed toward me I scream I love you I love… Read more “Ode to the West Coast”
Time to Haiku 3
Flipping off mid-storm; Promises frosted over Til Spring consoles us. * Cyclone escapades Open and close my windows, Bringing outside in. * Lonely… Read more “Time to Haiku 3”
What Makes a Good Public Space?
INTRO An outcry for the creative revival of public space has emerged in contemporary society. As a result, a surge of refashioning and repurposing our built environment… Read more “What Makes a Good Public Space?”
Time to Haiku 2;
Trying to slumber. Cumbersome ideas fall In and out of my mind, Flying around my Bedroom – thundering phantoms; I bring them to life!
Stale Hate
P.S. I’m not fucking Japanese.
The Bill Henson Case
Before knowing any subsequent information on Bill Henson, I firstly google-imaged his name. My idle search retrieved a scattered ouevre of photographs, running in an aesthetically similar… Read more “The Bill Henson Case”
Time to Haiku
1. My fingers through yours As bullets nuzzle brothers; Float in the bloodstream. 2. Pieces of Corinth Crack the long fragility Of patterned design. 3.… Read more “Time to Haiku”
Ouroboros Monologue
I am the dragon. I am a creature of an ancient origin. I am beautiful and wicked. I am to be feared. However, I also fear, as… Read more “Ouroboros Monologue”
A Conversation with Donald
I caught Donald Abraham at the local mamak before grabbing a coffee at a quieter location. He’d just come from bundle shopping bearing his findings. A down-to-earth,… Read more “A Conversation with Donald”
PublikArt; Chong Kim Chiew
Iskandar Puteri, formerly known as Nusajaya, is currently undergoing a humungous transformation with many innovative projects taking place there. As it steadily grows into a forward-thinking city,… Read more “PublikArt; Chong Kim Chiew”
IP Kreatif
Iskandar Puteri, in the state of Johor, is fast emerging as a bubbling hub for the arts and forward-thinking culture in the heart of South East Asia.… Read more “IP Kreatif”
Jamil Zakaria Solo Exhibition Opening – LUBOK
Art Row is usually a peaceful place to chill and wank on about art with a few friends but the opening night of Jamil Zakaria’s installation was… Read more “Jamil Zakaria Solo Exhibition Opening – LUBOK”
Temiar at Gua Musang
DAY 1 It’s June 6th 2017 at 6:45am, and I’m waiting at the Gombak LRT. I consider my photojournalism project as I wait for videographer and documentary… Read more “Temiar at Gua Musang”
The Orang Asli Dilemma
I think I slept for about a full twelve hours last night. I meditated. I was then brought a breakfast of roti canai by my aunty and… Read more “The Orang Asli Dilemma”
The Island [SHORT STORY]
The largest city on the Island was also the only city. Vincent gazed up at the scale of tightly packed stone that formed a wall around the… Read more “The Island [SHORT STORY]”
The White House [SHORT STORY]
“As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing… Read more “The White House [SHORT STORY]”