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Malaysian Watercolor Society Annual Group Exhibition

This coming weekend, Sunday 18th March 2012, Malaysian Watercolor Society (MWS) will have a soft-launching of its annual group exhibition at the NNGallery (please see more info below).


cordially invites you and friends to
the launch of
a watercolour exhibition by members of the Malaysian Watercolour Society
on Sunday 18th March 2012 at 5pm
exhibition continues till 31st Mar 2012
rsvp 03 4270 6588 (Zul / Kokila)

NN Gallery proudly presents MWS 2012 Annual Exhibition from 17th until 31st March 2012. This exhibition will showcase recent works by 28 members of the Malaysian Watercolour Society (MWS). Members of the MWS have actively participated in local exhibitions as well as many invitational programmes in Asia and in other foreign countries.

The quiet fashion of watercolours is ideal for capturing everyday scenes. A spot painter would find a location and begin a narrative of his surroundings. A favourite amongst the members of this society are rural, floral and fauna, figurative and picturesque scenes. With strong affiliation to our roots and heritage they continue to paint scenes that are reminiscent of early years past, life in the kampungs, the going-ons of local scenes and historical landmarks and buildings.

Participating artists include Tan Sik Yaw, Tan Suz Chiang, Mohammad Faizal Hj Zainal, Yeo Eng Peng, Jansen Chow, Abdul Ghani Ahmad, Lee Eng Beng, Lee Weng Fatt, Alex Leong Yim Kuan, Dr. Wong Seng Tong, Kho Choon Lee, Zaharuddin Sarbini, Jacky Chin, Lee Sing Pan, Md Nor Bidin, Calvin Chua, Liang See Shong, Cheung Pooi Yip, Yong Look Lam, Koh Shim Luen, Chow Chin Chuan, Lee Kee Seng, Khoo Chiang Jin, Khor Seow Hooi, Dato Tengku Alaudin bin Tengku Abdul Majid, Loo Hooi Nam, Nurhayati Mohd Yusoff and King Ban Hui.

With a deep concern to bring back watercolour to its glory days, this much loved and much overlooked medium presented in this exhibition will highlight some interesting facets of Malaysian life and environment.

For further information, please contact :

NN Gallery Sdn Bhd

53A & 56 Jalan Sulaiman 1

Taman Ampang Hilir

68000 Ampang


(T) 603 4270 6588

(F) 603 4270 3357

Gallery Opening Hours :

Mon- Sat 9am – 6pm

Closed Sun (except selected Sunday exhibition launches) and Public Holidays

Admission is free

So… I’ve decided to show 3 of my latest watercolor works and choose the study of figures (in black & white watercolor) for this exhibition. I really enjoyed making these paintings even though it was quite a challenge to handle the values of black and turning them into the human forms. I’ve found that the dry brush technique worked best for the purpose. Contrasting them against the colorful backgrounds made them more interesting to look at (in my opinion). Just like our life… what would it be without colors?

 From Top to Bottom… the TITLES are… ” Thumbilena Nak Sweets”, ” Pak Pandey- ‘Say Whaaat”, and ” Luncail Dengan Belon-belonNya (biarkan..biarkan)”.

All three are 38cm x 56cm in SIZES.

Thanks to my dearest models…. my sweetest niece, Jasmeen… my sexy hubby (hehehe)… and my mad brother, Ali.

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Posted by on March 16, 2012 in Home


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Watercolor Portraits

Watercolor is quite a challenging medium. Most of the time, it has a mind or.. life of its own. Yes, it is a wild and tricky medium to master.. but practice will tame it.. eventually.

I for one… am yet a master of watercolor but my passion for this medium started so young. I think my dad introduced me to it when I was about 5 or 6 years of age because I recall there was a painting I made on mom going to the market. Of course it didn’t look like my mother at all but the splashes of colors did suggest she was at the ‘wet’ market. I wish the painting is still around.. but we moved a lot from place to place.. so, I guess it is lost or stored in a decaying box somewhere.

As far as I can remember, painting someone’s face came quite naturally. When I was small, every time I drew someone I knew, he or she would surely give me a smile.. laughter or at least, a pat on my shoulder.. that made my heart leaped with joy. Perhaps those kinds of acknowledgements lead me to believe that I could make the world a better place.. or something like that.. with just making a drawing. So, I kept on doing just that.

Maybe it’s just meant to be.. because I have the passion to study a face or a figure.. I’m always fascinated by how unique and special human beings are as created by Him. There’s always something beautiful about every faces that I’ve painted and seen.. and sometimes, a portrait tells a beautiful story too. I don’t know if others could see what I see.. but I do hope to paint what I felt about those things I see through my heart.

Like I said.. I’m still quite an infant with this medium.. there’s so much to learn, explore and practice. But yes, I always and will strive to do my best with each masterpieces I produce. Just the other day, my brother Ali said that I’m a.. “Perfectionist.” That was what he thought of me as an artist after observing my Art for so many years. Me.. a perfectionist?? No, no, no… that can’t be. If I’m a perfectionist, surely my paintings would be more realistic or close to photo or life..? But he said, that was not what he meant.. From his point of view, I have this tendency to paint something near-perfect.. and if I paint, I would strive to make it beautiful..and I can’t really tolerate ‘mistakes’ or ‘ugliness’.. Whoa!! ” Could that be one of the reasons why I still can’t figure out how to paint abstractions?”, I thought quietly.

I sat back thinking… And this is my brother who always grew 4 years behind me throughout my life.. but I never realized he was now perhaps so much ahead of me in this field.. and was silently watching me struggling to find my niche while he found his.

Oh well, I’m not going to deny 100% of what he said might be true.. I’m still alive and still have so much to learn and understand about Art and life as a whole. Watercolor portrait is just one of many branches of Art that I love doing.. yes, I believe in variation. Doing variety of things keep me happy and sane and away from boring. Is that what a perfectionist would do? I don’t know.. I guess, I’m just being ME and hope to keep improving through thick & thin. But I do know that.. being imperfect is perfect!

On that note, I’d like to share 2 recent commissioned watercolor portraits..



Posted by on December 21, 2010 in Home


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He Ain’t Heavy..

..he’s my brother.

We’re 4 years apart, Ali and I. In between us, Mom gave birth to a beautiful baby boy but he died when he was about 6 months old. Ali had no idea that he had an older brother once (he knew about it a little later).. but he’s definitely a special gift for my parents. For all the sadness and patience, now God had replaced their son.

Ali and I share profound memories of childhood together. Although we fought with.. played with.. and sometimes just ignored each other while growing up, we were raised in a close-knit family and friends that come and go throughout our lives. As a policeman, our Dad moved several places around the country and so we followed.. and enriched our experiences and easily adapted to our surroundings everywhere we went.

In the 80’s.. when TV started at 4.30pm with Qur’anic verses and Negaraku song, we both filled our time “doing our own things” or sneaked out to play in the village nearby if we had school in the morning.

And when I say, “doing our own things”, I mean- we really did a lot of things- indoor and outdoor. There was no “boring” time for us! For instance, Ali would took a long time playing in the bathroom with little soldiers and ships and aeroplanes.. talking alone as if narrating the wars between the air forces in the small tub. If he could not use the toilet (coz Mom wanted to wash the clothes), he would use the guest bedroom as his base. While I would be on my desk, creating my own magazine or drawing my cartoons, Ali would find time when he could steal it and copied the drawings and claimed to his friends that it was all his idea. We both enjoyed the same thing, basically.. but he was always the ‘wild’ one.

Being a disciplinarian, Dad had certain rules and regulations especially about our responsibilities around house- feeding the cats, chickens, rabbits.. watering the plants.. clearing the longkang when it was stuck with God-knows-what; Ali was only too happy to cycle to the bread factory and a restaurant nearby to pick up leftovers to feed the chickens and geese. While I had to cover for him doing everything else because when he got back from his little trip, he went and played with his friends. Boys will always be boys. Now Ali has 3 sons.. well, perhaps  he would see a bit of him in each of the boys after all.

I remember when it rained heavily outside, we would play house with the thin comforter sheet became the roof over the dining chairs. Because our younger sister was still small, I would play the ‘ghost’ outside the roof and scared her until she cried. Sometimes, I played ‘pop quiz’ with them. We imitated the TV show that gave money with every right questions answered. Usually, I would create the questions and the prize would be the money given by anyone who came to our house to me (and I was supposed to distribute the money to them anyway).

Then came one sibling after another.. and just when we thought we ended with the youngest brother in the family, came the last girl (7th ‘wonder’) when Mom reached 44yrs old. Throughout the frame of time, Ali and I had somehow grown apart when I started my secondary school in hostels and later college years.

We’ve grown into two people with different experiences, views and thoughts now. But I guess, in our hearts.. we’re still deeply rooted in the idea of creating our own make-believe, crazy fairyland where everything is possible if we keep on dreaming.. despite the reality of our lives. And who knows that he has taken that ‘idea’ quite literally. If one attended his recent 2nd SOLO ART EXHIBITION, one would see what I mean. And I would love to share with you what I mean here.

"Flight of Fancy"


"Abundance of Likings"

Maybe that’s why we could go on and on talking about any matters that came across our minds whenever we met. I would always love to hear his thoughts and comments on my works.. and he welcomes different perspective of views from me.

To Ali Nurazmal, my brother.. we have seen so much, we have gone through so much.. and yet we have so much more in front of us.

I must say that I’m proud of what you’ve achieved with your determination and hard-headed mind and sensitive soul. We all are.

Congratulations.. for your successful 2nd solo show.


Posted by on July 30, 2010 in Home


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