After the heaps of fun Chip had at the Art Garden at the Singapore Art Museum (S.A.M.) last year, I didn't want to miss it this year.
I managed to persuade the whole family to go along. It wasn't hard to get Chip to go. All I had to do was to jog his memory of the fun he had with the green cushions at the place where the giant white bunny was. But it took some planning before the other two would agree to checking it out.
E, who is generally not interested in art museums and certainly not the ones that we can find in Singapore, probably agreed because our itinerary that day included a Japanese dinner at Standing Sushi Bar which is at the vicinity of S.A.M.
Unfortunately, we all didn't like what S.A.M has put together for the Art Garden this year.
At first the boys were really excited when they spotted the Paramodellic-Graffiti, but their enthusiasm was extinguished within moments when the attendants there told us everything in the gallery were only exhibits and can't be touched. (I understood from a blog I chanced upon afterwards that the blogger's kid played with the tracks/trucks for an hour!) I may try to return with Chip just to check this out again.
We only caught one short film, My Father Is a Washerman, which disturbed Chip a little. He didn't like the scarecrow and had interpreted the film quite differently from what it was supposed to represent.
The kids were not interested in Mummy Dearest, the Dancing Solar Flowers and Lightning Action. Neither were we impressed.
They spent some time at Superhigh, simply because there were installations that they could move around. That was E's favourite spot because he could finally rest his feet. :D
The Tree of Love and Fruits exhibits were a little more interesting in my opinion. But it is a shame that the fruit templates were so challenging for little fingers. E started M off by showing him how to make the first 20% of the cardboard apple, and M finished up the rest. But I had to make the whole apple for Chip.
We left after an hour. Unfortunately, E was totally unimpressed. The boys were only mildly so.