04 Feb '16, 12pm
En @dramabox, sobre el videoartista Ho Tzu Nyen
overgrown concrete; 'the arranger' moves around inspecting and rearranging an excessive array of suspended light bulbs as his breathing gets heavier; 'the listener' listens to song fragments and static emitting from her transistor radio and television as the camera pans through timeworn family photos and decomposing food and objects; 'the reader' is deep at work in his library which animates itself; and 'the dreamer' sleeps as his bed consumes him. In the meantime, a man named 'the cloud' walks into what looks like an underground sewage room, an invisible space underlying the HDB flat. He sheds his clothes and even his skin colour, and just as he readies himself in a stance, hardening into a statue, the momentum of each character's activity reaches an intensified and frantic pace. Then 'the cloud' lets out a guttery growl as a cloud of smoke emits from his head – bringing ...