"Art"... such a misused word. In the case of the thumb kways
, the "art" label was easy to understand, in that the kways looked like thumbprints, which made them a form of self-portraiture, among other things. But now, these miso furikake riceballs... why do I label them as an artwork as opposed to, say, promotion for my Furikake book
? Or marketing for Mom Natura? Or promotion for Tawaraya Rice?
Ultimately, art is communication and self-portraiture. With the Iron Fire Furikake Miso Riceball Tour, we went out, communicated, learned about natural food stores in Singapore and had fun. We weren't out to sell anything, just wanted to share the magic of rice and iron fire miso furikake.... We set out hoping to interact with most of the stores on this list.
First stop: 67 Aliwal Street. Two people had an iron fire furikake miso riceball experience. This image was created:
A haiku poet! Dave Tai who, like a Zen master, listened to me describe the riceball artworks. He then became one with the riceball. http://www.haikufever.com/
Next stop: Shaw Towers, where we had surprised Karen Ong and Lee Hui Lun at Oasis Organic
the day before. Another riceball experience! The shop had just received a big delivery, so we only took this shot, of a shelf where the goods had already been unpacked neatly...
Then, we did something we don't do often: we ate meat. (I know, I know...) This is the view of Shaw Towers. You can't see it, but there is a sign that says Shaw Leisure Gallery: The Art of Life. Wish we'd had time to see our dear friends at JDMIS, Asia's center for jewelry making classes and certification
Next stop Tanglin Mall! The person we met at Brown Rice Paradice was not in the mood for a riceball experience but did seem happy to take the info we provided. Coincidentally, we ran into Chris, jewelry designer and maker of musical beats. We met in Tiong Bahru in Tiong Bahru a few years ago and, unfortunately, have not yet had a chance to sit down and relax with cold beverages made of fermented wheat and hops and stuff like that...
At Great World, we stopped by Four Seasons...
Somewhere near Robertson Quay: documentation of the pamphlet from Mom Natura
and the chirashii from Tawaraya
Could not resist!
But, our ultimate destination on Mohamed Sultan was : The Organic Grocer.
Then, we dashed off to catch a glimpse of the Annie Liebovitz show
before it closed. I'd worked for her for a month on a series of shoots in Tokyo a while ago and, even though I knew it was a naive idea, thought she might still be in town and I could just say hi. She was gone, of course, but the man in charge was extremely helpful.. and the recipient of one of the day's last iron fire miso furikake riceball masterpieces!
Finally, a haiku by Dave Tai...