The Beautiful Mess of Being Awake

Grief doesn’t arrive with answers. It lingers, shapeless and slow, stretching hours into something unfamiliar. In this quiet, deliberate space, sorrow isn’t a wound to conceal but a landscape to walk through – cautiously, without urgency. Here, pain isn’t romanticised. It’s examined. The artist maps the terrain between collapse and repair, using canvas, steel, wood – materials that refuse to flinch. Human forms are bent, fragmented, almost blurred out. Objects warp. Landscapes ache. Oil paintings sit beside finely carved panels and cold metal surfaces, as if to remind us that emotion, too, can take form. It’s not about healing in the usual sense. More like learning to live beside the weight. To let loss reshape how we see, without demanding we move on. Some beauty asks nothing. It simply stays. Until August 31. Free. MMAD at MunMun Srinakarin Alexgust Gallery, 10.30am-9.30pm