I was marooned on a ghost ship. Since my last post that story has been resolved. The sailors were paid, maybe because the post was used as a bargaining tool.
In the meantime, I spent a few months in the west and no stories appeared on the Bassifondi blog. Not that there aren’t any stories in the West. Quite the contrary, the bottom rung of society is getting longer, it’s becoming a swamp where ideas stagnate and rot. It’s as though there were something in the air paralysing ideas. As though our minds were too busy thinking only about the pros and cons of someone or something. It all inevitably comes back to that. Like a labyrinth that has lots of entrances but the exit has yet to be opened.
But enough already. I came back East. Not that there are no crises in the East. Quite the contrary, crises often take on catastrophic, biblical proportions in this part of the world. And beyond the images of development, there are always some shady areas. It’s just that here you feel part of a flow, a current of ideas, far-off horizons can be perceived and people are curious to get there and see for themselves.

This is going on, for instance, at a small Bangkok art gallery which is holding an exhibition in which artists from India of Hindu, Muslim and Christian religion interpret Ramayana. According to the Indian-American curator, Siddharta V. Shah, it’s a way of materialising Jungian archetypes and overcoming the clash between culture and religion. The possibility may be slim, but at least it’s there.


In Singapore, colossal projects that change the very concept of urban planning are taking shape, such as Gardens by the Bay.


Other, less evident but still striking artistic comingling is also going on. Such as the amazing calligraphic images by Frenchwoman Fabienne Verdier, exhibited at the Art Plural Gallery.


So, in the end, perhaps we can still hope that this flow will reach the West, so that we can take to the seas again.

teaser : fabienne Verdier : flux: un film de philippe chancel from philippe chancel on Vimeo.