ADVENTURE IN SINGAPORE
Singapore is a democratic tropical city-state with a diverse population. Buddhists, Christians, Muslims, Taoists, Hindus and others share this island nation which has very low crime. The homocide rate is 1/25th that of the USA. The amazing cultural mix provides a wonderful background for an artist’s inspiration!
I attended the Singapore International Festival of the Arts (SIFA) in May, 2023. Programs and lectures were held in different parts of the city, which gave me many opportunities to sightsee!
Colorful bridge on Robertson Quay, painted by Filipino artist Parita Abad.
Display of Indian brassware at Podi & Poriual Restaurant
Chinatown mural
Silhouettes of an upcoming show
Sultan Mosque: Friday call to prayer
Hindu Temple
Sign with a little wisdom!
Esplanade Dome- Theatres on the Bay
Mural from a long time ago at this cendol shop on Arab Street.
Masjid Abdul Gafoor Mosque
Colorful mannequins at Prada on Orchard
Road
Gardens by the Bay
Kei-Chan: robot girl in a polka dot dress
Buddha Tooth Relic Temple in Chinatown
Skirt & legs mannequin in a store
Indra Persad Milowe in Little India
My Second Trip to Incredible Ubud, Bali
This was my second trip to Ubud, Bali, Indonesia. Ubud is the cultural capital of Bali par excellence! I arrived on Thursday August 17th for three weeks to see the beautiful penjors. These are the tall arching bamboo-decorated poles lining the streets and swaying beautifully in the wind! They are placed every 210 days for the ten-day festival of Galungan and one-day Kuningan. These holidays honor the souls of ancestors.
I read about penjors and painted them for three solo art exhibitions that I hosted in Massachusetts this year. Seeing the native Balinese bringing these beautiful bamboos poles and placing them in their walkways was a daily delight. Rudi, the owner of the Air Ubud compound where I stayed, made one himself. I watched daily as he embellished and installed it. I was ecstatic to see it blowing in the wind; I photographed and videotaped it for family, friends and social media. Every morning after I woke up, I was delighted to see that it was still intact. Rudi and his wife, Putu, cared for the shrine in front of my room. It was so colorful and decorated with fresh flowers and incense daily.
Galungan morning I visited Pura Dalem Temple. There the priest was chanting and ringing his bell while worshippers came with their offerings and were dressed in their finest. They prayed and received blessed water sprinkles and rice grains for their forehead and neck. Later, I stopped to take photographs of the decorations at the Pura Taman Saraswati Temple and the Ubud Palace, Puri Saren Agung.
Meeting the local Balinese people: I renewed friendships with several people including young parents and their baby. I had attended their three-month baby ceremony last year and it was great to see them and their baby, who is “growing up nice!” Then there were several Ibus (older ladies) and Bapaks (older gentlemen) to reconnect with and to offer greetings.
Other dear people: I also reconnected with a couple of my artist friends and met people from around the world visiting this amazing island!
Neka Art Museum was most memorable. I stopped to ask the staff member who was performing offerings to Lord Ganesh at the entrance if I could take a photograph of her. She said: "You are wearing a sarong and are welcome to accompany me to perform offerings throughout the Museum.” I could not believe my eyes and ears when we went to every room to place canang sari (offerings) for the deity statues, sprinkle water and perform aarti with incense. After the top floor I thought it was over because her tray was empty. She was very organized and had a station downstairs to refill for the ground floor and outdoors. We even
worshipped at the stove, the gift shop and cafeteria. I was getting tired and had enough photographs and thanked her for allowing me to join her. Then she said: “You must come with me to worship Saraswati in the driveway!” After that I left and watched her blessing the entrance, exit and parking lot. The bhakti (devotion) here is unimaginable!
Museum Puri Lukisan - I Wayan Wartayasa, a Balinese painter, was seated by the entrance. I had met him last fall and this time he invited me to sit and watch him work on a charcoal painting. I had not used charcoal since high school so that was quite delightful to try it out again.
Blanco Renaissance Museum – It was interesting to see the video all over again and to pose in the studio of Maestro Don Antonio Blanco. I took over the palette, easel, paint and paint brushes! Fantasy!
Tanah Merah Art Resort – I arrived at 8 am for breakfast in the open- air dining room. It is filled with art and has fountains with gold fish. Later, I was honored to meet the founder, a retired dentist, Dr. Peter Bloch, and to see his private art collection with a visiting group. Extraordinary collection, museum quality easily! Dr. Bloch has not only blessed the art world with his collection; he has served thousands of people throughout Indonesia with free dental care!
Puri Lempad Bali Home and Gallery – I walked off the main street and sat on straw mats browsing through Lempad's catalogue while his grandson greeted me and had his wife serve me water. He told me stories about times during his childhood and youth that he spent with his famous grandfather.
Lotus Cafe – While enjoying a coconut juice, the doors of the neighboring Pura Taman Saraswati Temple opened to a full procession. It was like being in a documentary with all the beautiful clothes and umbrellas.
Kuningan prayers and procession: Traffic was stopped while two priests (brahmanas), one man and one woman performed a religious ceremony (puja) in the middle of the street!
Other highlights of the extraordinary visual arts, gamelan classical music, dance and shadow puppetry performances include:
Setia Darma House of Masks & Puppets
Agung Rai Museum of Art (ARMA)
Rudana Museum
Kecak Fire and Trance Dance at Pura Dalem Taman Kaja
Legong Dance Performance in the Ubud Royal Palace Courtyard
Wayang Kulit, The Shadow Puppet Theater, Oka Kartini
Barong Dance Performance in the Ubud Royal Palace Courtyard
Komaneka Fine Art Gallery, one of many fine galleries in Ubud
Bali is home to a sophisticated, closely-knit, cooperative and spiritually-oriented people. The essence of their belief is “tat twam asi,” which is Sanskrit for “you are That.” This means all people have the Divine as their eternal Essence. The phrase also translates to “you are he/she,” meaning that at the core, we are all interconnected, we are all one! The Balinese are a warm, genuinely friendly, and gracious people. There is very little crime here and you rarely see the police! One example of their cooperative spirit is an island-wide “subak” water sharing irrigation system, recognized by UNESCO as a cultural treasure.
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Antonio Blanco lends me his brush and paints!>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
(Blanco Museum, Ubud)
Canang sari (offerings) everywhere! and shrines, temples and prayers. The religious
life of Ubud is public and palpable.
Travel the world and…PAINT MURALS
KAILASH
(Public art project in Derby Square, Salem, MA, USA, 2021)
Rising to an elevation of 21,837 feet, Mount Kailash may be the most mysterious and sacred mountain in the world. It is the highest peak of Kailash Range which spreads in Tibet, Nepal and India. Mount Kailash lies around the origin of the four longest rivers of Asia: the Indus, Sutlej, Brahmaputra and Karnali Rivers.
The Hindus consider that the Kailash Parvat is the abode of great Lord Shiva and his wife Parvati. While the Tibetan Buddhists believe that Kailash is the abode of the tantric meditational deity Demchog. And Jains consider the Kailash as the site at which their first Tirthankar attained nirvana. The Bon believe it is a sacred mountain and center of the world and home of all gods.
I painted this two years ago and was told that it would be vandalized in one week. Still untouched! Kailash was used as a backdrop for the American Food Reality Television cooking series “Man vs. Food” on the Travel Channel. Kailash resides in Derby Square, home of the weekly Farmers’ Market as well as outdoor concerts. Locals and tourists like to bring their meals or snacks and sit and relax here.
Click to see listing in Salem Public Art
LAKSHMI
(Painted at the Mauser EcoHouse, Parrita, Costa Rica, 2021)
Lakshmi Bhai, the Rani of Jhansi, earned a reputation as the Joan of Arc of the East. She was named after the principal Hindu goddess Lakshmi, goddess of wealth, fortune, power, beauty and prosperity. In 1857, while still in her twenties, this general led her people into battle against the British Empire. Her insurrection shifted the balance of power in the region and set in motion the demise of the British East India Company and the beginning of the resistance against the British Raj under Queen Victoria. She was killed in battle in 1858.
She is memorialized throughout India with statues, markers of her birth and cremation sites, numerous films, television shows and books. Lakshmi Bhai even appears in video games! A womens’ regiment in the Indian Army is named after her as is a Coast Guard ship.
TULSI
(In my Tulsi Studio & Gallery, Salem, MA, USA, 2022)
This is a kaleidoscope of the imagination that I painted on the entrance wall of my studio and gallery. It is a ten-day labor of love, 6 feet x 6 feet with multicolored and gold acrylic paints. The name Tulsi (or Tulasi) is a girl's name in Hindi. In Hinduism, tulsi signifies the holy basil plant. This plant is sacred in the Hindu religion, used to honor the god Vishnu and his consort, Lakshmi. Tulsi was the earthly incarnation of Lakshmi. Tulsidas (16th-17th century) was one of India’s greatest poet-saints. He composed the Ramcharitmanas and likely the Hanuman Chalisa and many other works and the started the Ramlila plays.
Traditionally, the tulsi is planted in the center of the central courtyard of Hindu houses. The plant is cultivated for religious purposes, and for its essential oil.
RISHI
(Tulsi Studio & Gallery, Salem, MA, USA, 2022)
Rishis are fully enlightened beings who are said to have received the great or maha mantras. They are the revealers or seers of thought, “mantra-drastha” rishis, according to Swami Vivekananda. "The truth came to the rishis of India, the mantra-drasthas, the seers of thought — and will come to all rishis in the future, not to talkers, not to book-swallowers, not to scholars, not to philologists, but to seers of thought."
Rishis often live deep in the forests and attract spiritual disciples. Even kings, queens and other rulers often seek them out for advice. Women rishis are called rishikas.
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BEAUTIFUL TRINIDAD & TOBAGO
I am Indra Persad Milowe, a Trinidad born visual artist living and working in Salem, Massachusetts, U.S.A. My art brings to life many of my childhood memories of growing up in Trinidad, West Indies in the 1950’s & 1960’s in Rapsey Street, Curepe.
My interest is in nature, still life and design. I adored my St. Augustine Girls High School art teacher Mrs. Helga Mohammed from Madrid, Spain. She was married to a Trinidadian. On my first day in her class at age 12, written on her blackboard was: “Art is not only a painting hanging up on a wall, art is in every aspect of your daily life.” These words have stuck in my head ever since. My paintings were chosen for the high school’s yearbook for two consecutive years. At age 15, I painted from nature, orchids on a branch. At age 16, I did a still life, a display of an apple, pear, and a bunch of grapes. Those two paintings and all the incredible reviews that came with them lifted my confidence in my artwork. There is a personal story behind every one of my paintings. I painted every single festival celebrated in Trinidad and Tobago as well as all the folklore stories that I heard while growing up.
I retired from general, ophthalmic and psychiatric nursing in 2019 after having worked in England, Malta, Trinidad and the United States. Through British Nurses Overseas, I was able to work in different countries. Ultimately, I decided to go back to art during my retirement. I prefer working on canvas with multi-colored and gold acrylic paints.
Jab Molassie: I was six years old and awakened to non-stop whistles in front of our new home in Curepe. I peeked out the window and saw a band of Blue Mas (players) outside our gate shouting, "Pay the Devil". I was really scared and hid inside. My mother saw that "I was 'fraid" (Trini Talk) so she gave me a handful of coins and said, "Throw the money for them." They picked up all the coins, then moved over to the other house next door. I was relieved! They leaped and pranced, smeared in blue paint and molasses, wearing wings, horns and wire tails while carrying pitch forks. They all had whistles in their mouths that dramatized their movements, and threatened to smear spectators unless they paid them off. Their dancing and performance were accompanied by men beating empty biscuits and oil cans. They had metal chains around their waists, symbolizing the slave trade that finally ended in the 19th century. The combination of molasses and soot on their faces and bodies, is a reminder of the arduous toil of the slaves in the fields, cutting the sugar cane and heating it over large fires to extract the molasses. Jab is the French patois for “Diable" (Devil), and "Molassie" is the French patois for "Melasse" (Molassie). This is known as a Dvil Molasses Mas which is played annually in Trinidad and Tobago Carnival.
Moko Jumbie: A moko jumbie is a stilts walker or dancer. Moko means healer in Central Africa and jumbie, a West Indian term for ghost or spirit, is possibly derived from the Kongo language word zumbi. The moko jumbies are thought to originate from West African tradition brought to the Caribbean. A moko jumbie character wears black or colorful garb and Carnival masks. Moko is a god who watches over his village, and due to his towering height, he is able to foresee danger and evil. Moko literally means “diviner.” These stilts walkers were said to be able to perform incredible acts! It is said the moko survived by living in the hearts of African descendants during slavery and colonial life to eventually walk the streets of Trinidad in a celebration of freedom, Carnival. The people loved and trusted in this spirit! Trinidad adapted the figure, notably by adding on jumbie, a spirit or ghost, to the name.
Side by Side We Stand: This painting brought me right back to when I was ten years old. I was a student at Curepe Presbyterian School and the Week of Independence was full of excitement with getting our own flag and learning the words of the National Anthem of Trinidad and Tobago. My favorite part was when we lined up outside our school. Our teacher pinned our flags on our blouses and we had to hold hands with each other. We then walked clockwise around the school. Every child had to recite one line of the national anthem. We then had to jump up in the air and when landing on our feet, shout loudly, "Side by side we stand!'' Later we stopped and sang together while raising our hands back and forth, "Here every creed and race find an equal place, and may God bless our Nation." In this painting, I have transposed the children of my youth to the Red House in Port of Spain. Each and every word of our National Anthem has stuck in my head to this very day.
Barahe: When a boy or girl is born, this is a very popular Hindu Celebration. I was seven years old when my cousin Vishnu was born in his parents’ bed at our grandparents’ (Ajee and Aja's) home. Chatti and Barahe are the 6th and 12th day Hindu childbirth ceremonies. Hindus perform the most intricate childbirth ceremony. Some families prefer to observe the birth celebration on the twelfth day, in which case it is known as a barahe and is of greater magnitude than the sixth-day celebration. This is one of the rare Hindu religious ceremonies in which a female (masseuse) officiates.
The masseuse performs rituals such as gently tossing the baby into the air, dragging the new-born in a scoop (“soop”), applying kajal (lamp mascara) to the baby’s eyes, and dotting her forehead (tika) to protect the new-born from being infected by najar (evil eye). For several days, the traditional masseuse massages the baby and the new mother, and she also attends to the maternal abdominal band. On the evening of the celebration, guests arrive and are served food and drinks. The evening begins a long night of noisy rejoicing when chutney and sohar songs are rendered in Hindi and English. The participation of relatives from both sides of the family emphasizes the importance of birth in continuing family lines and cementing family bonds. It was held on the 12th day after Vishnu’s birth. On the evening of this celebration, many female guests arrived and were served delicious food and drinks. Afterwards we all sat around the baby on the floor, rejoicing while singing chutney and sohar songs and clapping. It was accompanied by the dholak (two-headed hand drum) and a dhantal (metal rod). My aunt would stand up as she struck the manjeera (cymbals) faster and faster, then everyone in the room got up to dance.
Mama D'lo: A mythical character of Caribbean folklore, who, out of pure love, protects all creatures living in the waters. You mainly hear about her in Trinidad and Dominica. Her name comes from Maman de l’eau which loosely translates to “mother of water” in French. The word Mama is pronounced just as it sounds. D’lo rhymes with glow but with a ‘d’ at the beginning instead of a ‘g.’ Some people actually call her Mama Glow. She is described as a beautiful woman with long hair. She is human from the waist up and she owns a golden comb which she uses to comb her long hair. From the waist down, she has the body of a green anaconda, a large and dangerous snake. She lives in rivers deep within forests and hides this part of her body under water. Like her husband, Papa Bois (“father of the woods”), she protects the animals in her care, namely the living creatures in the water. She protects them from humans who poach, who pollute the water, and who needlessly kill animals. Unlike her husband, she protects the animals under her care by luring hunters with her beautiful face and her singing, then capturing and sometimes killing them with the strength of her anaconda tail. Like Mama D’lo and Papa Bois, we humans, out of love and wisdom, need to ferociously protect our natural environment.
The Ship of State of T&T must be steered by ethics and morals: There is no place for racism, sexism or violation of LGBTQ rights. Poverty must be eradicated. We must live in harmony with our environment, including guarding our precious water supply and growing as much of our own food as possible. A single payer healthcare system insures the best medical care for every citizen and should replace our current tiered system, which insures inequality! Illustrating both respect and the beauty of diversity in our culture, the painting depicts a Hindu woman in front of her temple, an African Christian woman in front of her church and a Muslim woman in front of her mosque.
BALI
ADVENTURE
I arrived in Denpasar, Bali, Indonesia on Wednesday 19th of October, 2022,
after flying for two days from Boston, MA, USA. I was greeted by Jaedy, holding a
sign with my name. His father, Rudi, owns Air Ubud, the Artist Residency
properties. Rudi was waiting for us in the car. I was warmly welcomed, my
suitcases were wheeled into the car and they offered me a bottle of water to drink. I
took in all the sights on the way to Ubud, despite it being dark and the fact that I
was jet lagged and exhausted.
We finally arrived at the garage and they took out my suitcases. I could not
understand what was going on. It turns out that the car could not go any further
because of the rice fields. They had arranged for three scooters to come and meet
us there, each one carrying one suitcase. I refused to climb onto a scooter so Putu,
Rudi’s wife, walked together with me until we arrived at Air Ubud. My suitcases
were delivered to my room which was quite large and comfortable. I had to ask
them to keep the two cats away from trying to constantly sneak in, by lying in front
of my door. I finally unpacked my carry-on case and decided to take care of the
rest the following day. I could not sleep because I was so tired; it took a while to
relax from the exhaustion.
There were chickens crowing in the morning and dogs barking. I pushed my
earplugs in further and was able to doze off for a few hours before breakfast.
Breakfast was an absolute delight every morning at 9 AM cooked by Wayan Nano.
It consisted of a vegetable omelette, a piece of toast, a potato pancake, a fruit bowl
and two cups of coffee. This kept me going until the afternoon. I walked
everywhere every day, at least two miles. I was determined not to waste any of my
precious time and just explore more and more of everything on my four-page list
of "to do's." The city looks very old and it looks like it needs a good paint job.
However as soon as you take a peek into the alleyways, you are in for the most
pleasant surprise. Spirituality is everywhere. As soon as you enter each alleyway,
there is a sculpture of Lord Ganesh. I mean absolutely everywhere! The Balinese
believe that Lord Ganesh removes all obstacles and negativity.
I was quite taken aback by not seeing any elevators or handicapped ramps
anywhere. There are steps everywhere and you need good stamina. Even though
my bedroom to my bathroom had a step, I got used to it afterwards. Most tourist
areas in the center of the town have loose or broken bricks; you have to be very
careful while walking. It was also like that in Buenos Aires, Argentina, therefore I
forgive Ubud, Bali, Indonesia.
The foot traffic is non-stop especially after an evening show. They need more
crosswalks or lights for there are so many cars and scooters going both ways. I was
taught that if you hold out an umbrella, they will get the message and slow down.
They have ride and food delivery service by Grab and Gojek - their Lyft and
Uber. I was determined not to go to a restaurant twice despite them all
being incredibly stunning. I never paid more than $13.00 for a main course,
dessert and a bottle of water. A lot of places serve breakfast, lunch and
dinner which is good because no breakfast is served at Air Ubud on Sundays. They
are supposedly closed because people go to the Temple or sleep late. There were
two dinners and karaoke evenings which were fun but 11pm was my limit. They
went on until 2 - 3 AM.
I was interested in culture, the other artists were all going clubbing or the beach or
waterfalls. I was looking for inspiration from Hindu/Balinese art. I experienced
more than I ever have anticipated. I was always going from one place to another
and became the “Residency Directory” for best places to eat and to go for culture.
The owners of Air Ubud asked me for a list of everything I did, for
recommendations to share with “newbies". I was always on time for breakfast at
9AM sharp.
It rained very heavily at least once a day. A raincoat and umbrella does not do the
job. I preferred the dryer times and the heat; at least I could get around and take my
sweat with me! All the streets were well lit. I got used to walking in the dark with
my flashlight because taxis cannot go beyond the rice fields. If I stayed at a resort,
there is no way I could have had all this cultural exposure. I like eating with my
fingers on banana leaves, sitting on pillows and wearing sarongs. I think they are
way more sexy than a sari. I was fascinated by the men’s fashions; they are unique
and colorful. I am sure more ideas will bubble up; the highlights are on my
Instagram page.
Canang sari offerings are everywhere. A small portion of a meal is offered to Sang
Hyang Widhi Wasa as a form of thanking for the peace given to the world; it is the
simplest daily household offering. Sang Hyang Widhi Wasa is the Balinese Hindu
name of the One Eternal Cosmic Mind or Principle, equivalent to Brahman, from
which all else manifests. These offerings are done once or twice a day and a lot of
times they are eaten by dogs, cats or birds. However, I was taken aback once
seeing a snail climbing up and eating one all up!
Bali is known for its beaches and waterfalls where the tourists are found. But the
city of Ubud, its cultural capital, abounds with temples with exquisite sculptures.
There are also splendid museums and art galleries. Concerts featuring some of the
nine traditional classic dance forms of Bali, such as Kecak and Barong, are
beautiful to watch. Bali is home to several types of traditional gamelan music. Of
course, after you are cultured-out, there is great shopping. When you are starving,
fine gourmet dining awaits you. Some outdoor restaurants overlook the expansive
rice fields.
I had the pleasure and delight of being invited to the five-day Odalan festival that
occurs every few months. It is extremely moving to absorb. The gist of what is
happening here is that the Balinese are honoring the deities that rule over the
temple by giving them a myriad of offerings, performances of vocal music, dance
and gamelan music. They invite them down from their abode on Mount Agung to
partake in the activities. I had to get a lace kebaya top to wear to all ceremonial
activities. I bought a red one to match all my sarongs. Kebaya has become
Indonesia’s most proud national attire for women. Each province and area has its
own distinct kebaya style. Kebaya Bali is especially unique and distinctive
compared to other areas in Indonesia. Its uniqueness lies in the colors of kebaya
used for different religious ceremonies. The statues of the deities housed in the
Royal Palace are taken by a large procession to the town's temple where they are
worshiped for five days. Then they are removed and returned. The level of
commitment of the musicians, drummers and everyone is wonderful to watch as
they put their everything in these proud moments. There were more crowds on the
weekends than during the week. I was invited to join everyone for lunch and felt
like I belonged to that community.
The decorations were incredibly beautiful; everyone was dressed in their finest. I
went out and bought six more sarongs! I was invited to a Balinese wedding by
Rudi and his wife Putu. I felt so accepted when I was invited to take photographs
with the bride and groom and to join everyone for lunch. I had been shopping in
Ubud Market for an ikat wall hanging and spent quite a while in this shop chatting
with the lovely woman owner. Ikat weaving refers to yarns that are first dyed
before they are woven into patterns. The weaver has to precisely dye the threads
then align them into the correct pattern, a very complicated process. On top of that,
there are three different ikat weaving techniques!
One week later, I was walking around Ubud Market and saw that same shop owner
again. She came to chat with me and wanted to know when I was leaving. She
invited me to her "Granddaughter’s three-month Baby Ceremony". I was ecstatic about
the invitation and blown away to see the level of devotion, love and support that
was showered by everyone to this baby. Lunch was delicious, I tried everything
including the roasted pig. I also got a box of treats to take back with me. It was
attended by a lot of people whom I had met in the temple and at the wedding. It is
a small town, everyone knows everyone else, they all knew my name and wanted
to know when I would return to Ubud!
My first week I bought six puppets from a store in Ubud Market from an old lady.
She was very sweet so whenever I walked past once or twice a day, I would stop to
check in on her. I went to say goodbye to her before I left, she had a beautifully
wrapped gift for me to travel safely, until we could meet again. I look back at
everything I did and it was the best three weeks of my life. I have learnt that I have
touched so many lives here and they have done the same to me. On my walk back
on my last day, another woman stopped me asking if I did not remember her. I
honestly did not. She said that she had shown me how to put one hand on another
and had sprinkled holy water on me. I was so inattentive that I did not notice her, but
she noticed me!
Of course! There was also a smiling lady from the fruit stand. She knew exactly
what fruits I ate for dinner every evening and saved my supply to pick up daily!
Yes! I will miss their sweet smiles and pranams. Washed faces, hair tied back,
flowers in their hair, matching kebaya and sarong. Hinduism in Ubud is far more
sacred than India or Trinidad. They are all very sincere. I love how everyone takes
their religion so seriously, whether inside the temple or outside in daily life.
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I recently returned from 3 weeks at: Air Ubud, Artist In Residence, the ideal place
for the title: "Eat/Play/Love." I am a visual artist and went there for "Inspiration
and Content" for my upcoming Hindu Balinese Art Exhibition on: "Beautiful, Ubud,
Bali." I got much more than I had anticipated.
I would like to thank everyone for everything that they had done to make my stay
educational and enjoyable:
Kharisma - Orchestrated and hosted the 2 best Dinner/Karaoke evenings that I had
ever attended.
Wayan Nano - Cooked the most healthy, nutritious breakfasts daily, also kept my
bedroom and bathroom neat and tidy. Invited me to the 5 day "Odalan Festival" at
Pura Gunung Lebah.
Wayan Nano's Mother - Cooked & delivered to me a delicious, scrumptious
Balinese Fish Breakfast, also invited me to their home for a traditional Balinese
dinner.
Wayan Nano's Father - Delivered a rice package to me lovingly wrapped in a
banana leaf.
Rudi Rodah - Drove me to several museums and invited me to a traditional
Balinese wedding.
Putu Rodah - Introduced me to a tray of offerings and taught me how to wear
kabayas and flowers in my hair.
Kaja - Invited me to her granddaughter's 105th day Baby's Ceremony.
Trina Acacia - Invited me to an art exhibition and her dance performance.
Returned the following week to have lunch with me at Murni's Warung.
Siddharth Bagga - Invited me to dinner at Lazy Cats Cafe.
Suka - The Fruit Vendor who saved a bag of my favorite fruits, to pick up at the
end of nearly every day.
Suja - For the beautiful wrapped gift she gave to me, to fly home safely and return
for Gulungan..
Vendors - Ubud Vegetable Market & Clothes, etc. Thank you for your daily smiles,
every time I walked back and forth daily.
Restaurants that I ate at:
1) Lunch at Sweet Orange Warung Restaurant.
2) Lunch at Karsa Kafe Restaurant.
3) Lunch at the Puri Lukisan Museum Restaurant.
4) Breakfast at Cafe Lotus Restaurant.
5) Lunch at Naughty Nuri's Restaurant.
6) Dinner at Dapur Usada Restaurant.
7) Lunch at Gedong Sisi Restaurant.8) Lunch at The Paon Restaurant.
9) Dinner at Lazy Cats Cafe Restaurant.
10) Breakfast at Casa Luna Restaurant.
11) Lunch at The Legend Ubud Restaurant.
12) Agung Rai Museum of Art, lunch at ARMA Restaurant.
13) Lunch at Arang Sate Restaurant.
14) Dinner at Bali Buda Restaurant.
15) Lunch at Warung Makan Bu Rus Restaurant.
16) ) Lunch at Murni's Warung Restaurant.
17) Breakfast at Menari Cafe Restaurant.
18) Lunch at Miro's Garden Restaurant.
19) Lunch at Odette Restaurant.
20) ) Pyramids of the Chi, had lunch and dinner there.
21) Lunch at Clear Cafe Restaurant.
Activities that I attended:
1) Pura Taman Saraswati Temple.
2) Ubud Palace, Puri Saren Agung.
3) Pura Dalem Temple.
4) Campuhan Ridge Walk.
5) Museum Puri Lukisan.
6) Kecak Fire and Trance Dance at Pura Dalem Taman Kaja.
7) Neka Art Museum.
8) Neka Art Gallery.9) Puri Lempad Bali Home and Gallery.
10) Blanco Renaissance Museum.
11) ) Setia Darma House of Masks & Puppets.
12) The Legong Dance Performance at the Royal Palace Courtyard.
13) Art Exhibition "Pentimento" by Noella Roos, Dance Performance by Trina
Acacia.
14) Agung Rai Museum of Art.
15) ) Wayang Kulit, The Shadow Puppet Theater, Oka Kartini.
16) Barong Dance Performance at Ubud Palace.
17) Gangga Studio and Gallery.
18) Rudana Museum.
19) Pyramids of the Chi, "Full Moon Ceremony" and "Ancient Sound Healing".
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