The basement floor exhibits were kinda boring to be honest, the only interesting exhibit was the graveyard one where there was a series of fading photographs of tombstones. It nearly inspired me to do a conceptual series on "death in Singapore" where I would take photos of all death related stuff in Singapore like caskets/tombstones/funerals but it was too morbid and i'm a happy kind of guy.
The good stuff was all at the second floor. There was a series of photographs with japanese men wearing all white and doing kooky stuff. I guess the unconventional-ism of the photos attracted me, it made me think of what the scenario was rather than just staring at the photo, then at the mini brief, then back and going "Orh..." . For instance, there was one photo where the japanese dude dressed as a fly and sat inside the urinal of a toilet. I immediately got the message so I turned to Carol and asked whether she knew what was going on. After getting a bewildered look, I explained to her that certain toilets have a fly image stuck on the bottom of the urinal, sort of an aiming target for guys to concentrate on while they pee. In all fairness, Carol probably wouldnt have known this fact unless there's more than meets the eye, but I guess I prefer pictures that are weird and wacky.
Another series that caught my eye was the one on ancient indian martial arts. From afar, I noticed a picture depicting this VERY black dude with another picture of many black dudes congregating in a small room. First impression was slaves, but upon closer inspection, it was an ancient form of martial arts where the fighters smear themselves with mud and wrestle. The entire atmosphere and the intensity in their eyes, I can relate to that since I have learnt judo and taekwondo during my earlier years. Sports photography always interests me because there is constant motion and you can feel the intensity , the love for the sport that is buring forth from all the players. Truely a snapshot of emotions.
