Khoo Kongsi and the other corners of George Town, Penang.
I’ve done photowalking here several times but its incredible charm never fails to lure me.
I keep coming back.
After I hopped off the bus and brought out my camera to start capturing some things I fancy, everything seemed to have occured in the past. It was somewhat like deja vu but not quite. Simply because this time, my photowalking got a volunteer companion; none other than the love of our lives, Gabby!
I thought I would stroll the laterals of GeorgeTown alone again but to my surprise, our 8-year-old kid decided the last minute to come with me. It was cleared to him that I would take long walks and multiple steps from one street to another but the boy was determined to transformed his weekend to an entirely different one from his Monday to Friday routine in school. He really wanted to tag along; I could not be happier!
So while we left his lovely mom who did some amazing household chores at our apartment (she always does it best without us around!), this wonder boy was with me for few hours goofing around one of Malaysia’s UNESCO World Heritage Sites…
Bus, ferry and another bus ride and we arrived shortly to Jalan Penang. We finally saw the largest of Ernest Zacharevic‘s murals in GeorgeTown. Beautiful, is it not?
Few little steps and our feet brought us to Muntri Street. Let the photowalking begin!
GeorgeTown literally inscripted its history, culture and traditions on almost countless iron rod sculptures installed in various alleys and streets. Creative, whimsical, informative and educational, these art pieces surely are eye-catching; a lot of tourists drop by to photograph them. One of them actually asked me, “Do you want me to take photos of you and your son with your camera?”
One of the firewalls of a shophouse in Muntri Street has another Zacharevic’s mural painting -a Chinese-Malaysian girl in kungfu outfit (or is it blue PJs?) whose hands appeared to be pressing on window shades. It’s definitely not my favorite but quite fascinating too.
Yeah, right! Get a Life!
From Muntri Street, Gabby and I lazily walked towards Love Lane…
I wonder why the Lithuanian artist, Ernest Zacharervic painted a broken heart on two public phones when in fact they’re installed in Love Lane…
Blink and you will miss this on the wall across 711 and the broken-hearted-payphones…
Quaint gestures of recycling on warmest greetings…
Meanwhile, at Ah Quee Street, art needs resuscitation…
Alas, another Zacharevic’s masterpieces!
Something pink in Armenian Street…
Or it’s just me. I imagined walking through Armenian Street at midnight with this sight of a
voodoo doll on a drift wood, would you not be afraid to death? LOL!
OK, it aint weird but…unique (for the lack of better adjective, hahaha!)
What about a pair of shoes on a giant frog’s mouth? Art? Recycling fun!
Can’t blame us if we craved for Starbucks…
Talking about craving, long walks need refueling of course. And the wonder boy wanted to eat in one of our favorites in George Town. Believe it or not, it was Gabby who wished to eat in Restoran Kapitan again for some Indian dishes. So we had Boneless Buttered Chicken, Garlic and Cheese Naan, Mango Lassi and Chocolate Ice Blended. Solb!
Our last stop was a bookstore for the little boy also craved for his favorite pocketbook series.
We enjoyed our weekend. Yet another special one. And you?
This blog’s other posts with George Town’s street arts include :