Sunday, November 01, 2009

IKEA's Futura is Verdana.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The house from Ringgit Kasorrga.

I found the house which was used as Meera's residence in the 1995 film Ringgit Kasorrga, which I have written about early this year.


A freeze from the film-


How it is today-


Architecturally, nothing has changed, other than the shelter extension on the balcony. No bamboo trees, too. This house is located in the bowels of Bukit Tunku, together with other good-looking houses.

Next post will have more substantiality - IKEA's switch to Verdana.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Back to cenfad / KLCC architour.

After hearing and seeing the no-longer-existent cenfad, I've been getting nostalgic on the route I used to take twice a week back in the years 2005-2006, for my inconveniently-late drafting class at 6 pm. Starting from my house at 4.30 p.m., it took a brisk 9-minute walk to the LRT station. I spotted at least 4 people in the cabin with white Apple earphones, like mine. An improvement.

Taman Jaya looks quite the same like before. The house at the end of the area, the one which had a nice-looking swimming pool, is no longer visible due to the noise shield [installed quite some time ago].

Many of the squatters in the Pantai Dalam area were burnt / demolished to make way for this new development called 'Bangsar South'. A new, ugly-looking building complex can be seen from the Federal Highway.

10 stations later I reached KLCC. The platform was abnormally warm, even though there weren't many people yet. I surfaced to the concourse level, seeing Rotiboy still baking aromatic bread, and the news stand where I used to buy my monthly dose of ELLEgirl. Before heading to the underpass to the convention centre, I dropped by the news stand at Cold Storage. Now, it has a nice shelf displaying niche fashion magazines, although the shop still makes one move around like a crab.

In the tunnel, the advertisements have obviously changed. I used to walk past Samsung/Chelsea ads, LG air-conditioner ads, but today, it has an iPhone ad in English and Malay.

The ascending escalator took me to the park level, where I would walk past ticketing counters and exhibition halls. This time, there were considerably more passer-bys, chiefly Arab tourists and expo people in suits.

This corridor is directly connected to Traders Hotel, which still has the same-looking lobby.

Out of the hotel and on to Jalan Kia Peng, there were several more familiar sights, like this RapidKL bus parked by the roadside, where its driver would take time to clean their bus and sleep.

I was a little odded out to find a house belonging to the ambassador of Germany. I could have sworn it was Belgium's.

Right after the cross-junction, a new firm has taken over the old house next to cenfad. It's Design Development Centre [DDEC], owned by MARA.

I took a look at this house where I used to by my lunch at the grilled fish stalls behind it. I realised that its architecture and layout greatly resembles that of cenfad's.

At the courtyard, I saw two men playing a game of badminton. I asked them what this place was, and what happened to cenfad next door. Very friendly people. They advised me to check with the receptionist to know more, before continuing their game.

At the reception, I was greeted with a man who was trying to conceal his Kelantanese accent. He allowed me to look at the company's works after I asked him some questions, like is there a connection between DDEC and cenfad [there isn't]. What would describe DDEC best is a design consultancy firm.

I noticed there were people still working, like the CEO, who, even though is not a Mac user [based on his display, anyway], is quite a looker. I particularly enjoyed the see-through floor at the reception area.

For comparison purposes, here are two pictures of the gate, taken from the same location four years apart. The first picture includes some of my former classmates running in the rain, back to class after a lunch of grilled fish. The second picture is the current view.

If anyone's curious on how cenfad's interior design studio looks like now, it's on its way to become a jungle.

Here is the same cross-junction [Jalan Kia Peng x Jalan Stonor], about three years apart.

I walked towards KLCC park, passing by new luxury condominiums, which all look uncreatively-alike, except for The Troika, but only for hanging on to Foster+Partners' design, which is designed so that each unit has a KLCC view.

Actually, the view from the site is more of the KLCC park rather than the twin towers. Other new high-rise homes in the area include The Oval, Suria Stonor, Dua Residency, Stonor Park and an unidentified condominium beside The Binjai's showhouse.

Upon entering the park, I asked the DBKL enforcers hanging about near the under-renovation Masjid Asy-Syakirin if bicycles are allowed in the park [in case I happen to bring mine in for fun]. They told me that you can't ride it, push it, nor carry it. Crepes! But walking along the jogging path is fun enough. Fun to sight-see.

Away from the humidity of the water fountain, I headed to Kinokuniya to read some Bauhaus and Swiss design-related books for about an hour. I went back to the LRT station after some dinner and reached my starting point 5 hours after I left it.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Nisaa' and Me.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Let's go grocery-shopping.

Friday, March 20, 2009

JB mari.

I took over a hundred of pictures when I was out of my backyard recently, but I won't write it in a regular 'out-of-town weekend in review' method because I don't go by that format anymore.

Somewhere in the southern part of the Malay peninsula...

This special putu piring is yellow in colour, thanks to the turmeric powder added into the flour mix. Only good to eat when it's steaming hot.

These people are serving themselves a lunch of a typical Malay wedding cuisine, which happens a lot during school holidays. You can't see the dishes, because it's supposed to be mysterious.

I had a massive lump of special ais kacang at a food court nearby the Diamond Jubilee Hall, that also serves really tasty roasted char kueh [?] and apparently the best sotong kangkung [according to two SMSs found at the foodie section on the last Sunday Star]. Really tasty Kacang Pool / Foul beans can be found at the same food court, but only for breakfast.

A stall at the Sunday night market near the Larkin Stadium sells Laksa Pening. The stall operator knows it's a typo... and currently waiting for someone to redesign the label.

About a half hour away from the capital is the old capital city of Kota Tinggi [back in the day, I think], which is quite a lifeless place, unless you're into outdoorsy stuff like mining for bauxite in Teluk Ramunia or climbing Gunung Panti [good for collecting mineral water]. The government buildings are apologetically stuck in the 1980s...


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Conversations With Strangers, #1.

Introducing the very first edition of 'Conversations With Strangers', where I have... conversations with strangers. My first subject is Mrs. Majidah Majid, an interior designer originating from Kajang.

On one early Sunday evening, my friend JK and I wandered along Jalan Damansara and found this lady feeding a colony of monkeys. We started a conversation about what she was doing there.



"I live just down the road. My neighbours have seen me feeding the monkeys, and scolded me for doing so. I don't listen to them. There are some people who would come all the way from Ulu Klang to feed this lot. You can see in my car I'd always have six long loaves of bread. I used to feed the monkeys with bananas, but I've noticed that they prefer bread to bananas. I bought this loaf at TMC Bangsar."



"There is a rambutan tree on my lawn, and sometimes the monkeys take some of its fruit. My Japanese neighbours are very annoyed by that. They have a dog, and it has bitten a monkey's bottom before. I feel so sorry for the monkeys. I told my son to not be friends with our neighbour's daughters."

Other than monkeys, Majidah talked about the fate of this area known as Bukit Damansara, one of the greener and well-aged affluent residential area in Kuala Lumpur, mentioning several 'personalities' such as Ling Leong Sik's son and Pak Lah's son-in-law whom she finds "corrupted", and how our politicians wear Hugo Boss suits but behave badly in the Parliament.

After a half hour at the monkey-feeding spot, Majidah invited us to follow her to her house. This is the exciting part, because I never thought I would actually step into one of these million-Ringgit homes.



Green plants are everywhere, even on the exposed brick walls. I wish I knew how to identify plants, so that I can name-drop the hundreds of plant species one can find in the lawn. According to Majidah, the main purpose of the plants is to shield off the noise from the road. The traffic can get quite heavy during weekday evenings.







Inside, JK and I were served some mango juice, and continued our little dialogue. Between quotes you can find photographs of the house's interiors [could be better because sunlight was disappearing], which I have captured with the apartamento aesthetic in mind [I hope I succeed in this].





"My house is made out of Port Dickson fair face bricks, which costs only 10 sen at the time it was built. This land belonged to one of the Chinese engineers who wanted to migrate to England and Australia after the May 13th 1969 attacks. I paid RM 20 000 for this land when the price should have been RM 40 000. This house was completed in the year 1970. The total price for this house was RM 53 000, not including the cabinets. The area is about 7 000 square feet."





"I am 65 years old. After my husband passed away, I started to wear the tudung. Now I am back to being single. I have the freedom to do whatever I want. I think of myself as a liberal person. I believe in hikmah; behind every bad thing, there is always something good coming out of it. My husband is gone, and that's sad, but I get to be independent and live my life the way I like, and that's a good thing. I studied Interior Design in England in the 1960s, and became one of the first interior designers in this country. Only since a few years ago that it is recognised as a profession here. I was a judge at the recent Malaysian International Furniture Fair. It flooded, and many furniture were ruined. I am very sure next year's will be very unsuccessful."



"My cats are sleeping in my room upstairs. One of my grandsons lives with me; his name is Adam. My oldest grandson is now 14 years old. I love to collect ceramics and shells. I never pay the zakat through the government. They would just take the money for themselves. What I do is I help my relatives who are in need of money. Everyday I read newspapers cover-to-cover, including the sports section. But I don't like football. What I like are tennis and golf."





20 minutes and 20 shots later, JK and I put our shoes back on, as it was getting dark. Majidah let us have a peek of her one-week-old BMW 5 series.



In true Malaysian fashion, it took us another 10 minutes to reach the car because we couldn't stop talking about many more random things, such as other neighbours, advice on life, and a hilarious comment on a wife of a prominent politician.

"The family living opposite of my house are very well-bred. All of the children are now working as an accountant, lawyer, engineer. When you go overseas, don't just stick to the people of your origin. Mix around with everybody. And if you hold on to your values, you should know the limits of socialising with other people."

"Did you see her at the (so and so's) funeral? She was wearing high heels, and her legs resemble pig trotters! Haha!"

And so, that was the end of our encounter. I hope I get all the statements right, because they were mostly mentally-recorded. Next thing I'll do is to get a sound recorder, and make sure my digital camera is fully-charged. And then maybe I'll meet a stranger who lives in The Troika.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The Mega Magazine-Matching Game!

The Mega Magazine Matching Game is finally up. For the past few months I have been collecting a 25 cm-tall stack of magazines. Before these printed mediums of communication find their homes in my bookshelf, I've photographed most of them to make a little game out of it. Here's how it works:

1. The first four rows are made of sixteen magazine front covers.
2. The final four rows are made of sixteen magazine back covers.
3. Just pick a magazine front cover and match it with a magazine back cover [correctly, of course!].
4. Take note that there are five magazine front covers that do not have a back cover.
5. There are also five magazine back covers that do not have a front cover [just to make our lives a little more difficult].
6. Answers will be provided upon request.
7. Have life-enriching fun!

* please direct yourself to my VOX for a more detailed view of the magazines.


FRONT COVERS







BACK COVERS




Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Sight-seeing.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Revisiting the 1990s - Ringgit Kasorrga.

Down in selected hypermarkets across the Klang Valley, all great for lurking and finding something unexpected, there are bins full of outdated Malay film DVDs. Many titles were from the 1990s; among them were Selubung, XXRay, Maria Mariana, Jimi Asmara, Sayang Salmah... perfect to watch when you've got RM 8.9 to spare.

One film I would like to highlight is by Shuhaimi Baba, called Ringgit Kasorrga. I suspect this film came out in the year 1995. The plot goes like this; a dance studio called Blaze Studio headed by Meera [Tiara Jacquelina]...

...is selling its dancers as social escorts for the rich and elite.Then comes Nina [Deanna Yusoff]...

...from the village to work as a receptionist at the studio. Back in her village, her uncle is a politician who is working for a parliamentary seat, backed by a Datuk [Zaidi Omar]. This Datuk is also a lover of Meera. One day, Nina became a talent for a mobile phone ad [for ancient brand NEC, to be precise], because the actual model fell ill on shooting day.

The Datuk became interested in Nina from watching the ad, and wanted to 'get it on' with her. Nina thought it was for her modelling portfolio, and she had to help out her uncle by being friendly with this Datuk. But, this Datuk had something else in mind.

Nina did not like it at all, of course! And things got worse when Meera tried to sell her to Kasorrga, the island resort where all the social escorts were being 'screen-tested'. Nina learned that her fellow colleague was also being 'sold' there, and they went back to Blaze Studio to confront Meera. It didn't go well because Meera claimed that it's the girls who were willing to sell themselves.

Actually, the objective of this post is to remind me what the 1990s looked like. This film featured a lot of chunky gold jewellery.

foil brocade blazers, waistcoats teamed with A-line skirts...


oversized t-shirts...

really gaudy dance routines...

Ah, no wonder. Yaohan department store sponsored all the clothes!

And also, familiar KL scenes...

Anyone who used the Federal Highway to get to KL back then will not miss a massive Konica billboard near the Old Klang Road exit [which then became an ad for Salem cigarettes, and now, Vincci Nose shoes].

The house that was used as Meera's residence is very attractive, in a sort of, post-modern-ish, kind of way.

Written in chiseled tip Artline marker on a big brown envelope is Blaze Studio's address. In real life, it's not an actual bungalow lot, but rather a shophouse located adjacent to Penang Village restaurant / Maybank.

The year 1995 looked quite swell back then, eh? I may 'review' more 1990s local films in the future, perhaps a film that had Sidi Oraza acting in it, or Ramona Rahman. Hmm...