Every week the space reshuffles itself, hosting something unexpected: a khon dancer framed by candlelight one evening, a jazz quartet improvising beside a wall of canvases the next. It’s a small creative pocket where traditional Thai instruments meet electric guitars, and conversation hums somewhere between art talk and after-hours gossip. The adjoining flower shop spills colour and scent across the room, softening the edges of the gallery’s concrete walls. It’s the sort of spot that doesn’t shout about itself – you stumble in for a drink, stay for the performance, and leave feeling like you’ve witnessed Bangkok breathe in real time.
Until November 7. Free. L’On Bangkok, 6pm onwards
