After years of searching I stumbled upon the avantgarde art scene in Singapore. It lives at the Substation and my first introduction was Fireball. This was a multi-part installation art and dance performance very reminiscent of some of the weird stuff we saw in the East Village. Please interpret that as a compliment. This was real, in your face art. At one point during a performance one of the dancers came to sit next to me and leaned on my shoulder while hiding from her colleague. It was neat to be involved in the art. I admit some of it was strange. Did the swam woman need to flit back and forth across the gallery those last 10 times? Probably not but that tension also is testing the audience and stretching our imaginations. The choreographer will be putting on another show later this year and I am so excited.
