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    The joke that isn't funny anymore

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 08/07/2015

    » For quite a while I had managed to completely wipe Gen Prayut out of my mind. By turning off the familiar tune Return Happiness To Thailand as soon as it comes on, by ignoring the latest absurdities shared on Facebook and by not engaging in a conversation criticising our dear leader and the NCPO, it was a state of blissful apathy. Without news consumption, anger was starved and eventually died. As the state of calm ignorance shifted in, life was OK again.


    Bangkok's long wait to appreciate the arts

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 18/06/2015

    » Last week, I had a chance to visit a few museums in Paris. On the first Sunday of every month, admission to most museums in the city — The Louvre, Musée d'Orsay, Centre Pompidou, Musée Picasso, etc — is free. What struck me most was not Monet's water lily paintings rooms in Musée de l'Orangerie, Matisse's paper cut-outs room at Centre Pompidou, nor Mona Lisa's smile in that suffocatingly-touristy room in the Louvre. It was the long lines of crowds gathered in front of these places, from early in the morning, as if they were at pilgrimage sites or department stores offering 50% discounts.


    Ignorance is shameful, dangerous bliss

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 05/05/2015

    » Not having followed the news lately, I feel considerably less angry. Having only heard from afar what the junta is up to and what the latest claptrap in the name of “goodness” is from glimpses of other people’s Facebook posts and news headlines, I am enjoying a phase of relatively happy apathy.


    Art for our sake

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 27/03/2015

    » The thing that has been bugging me for the past few months is that every time I write about art, I just can't seem to escape Speedy Grandma, a small gallery in Charoen Krung.


    Sooner or later, it's game over

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 20/02/2015

    » Last week I was invited to join a panel on the topic "Why Criticism?", at Speedy Grandma, a small gallery in Charoen Krung. Along with a university literature lecturer and a film critic, I was invited as an arts and theatre critic. Before agreeing to participate, I insisted to the organisers that I'm not a critic, and it's unlikely that I will consider myself one anytime soon.


    The fine art of intimidation

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 27/01/2015

    » Actress Ornanong Thaisriwong slowly opened the louvre windows and shouted out the following questions and statements, in different voices, to an empty balcony on the fourth floor of Thonglor Art Space.


    In the name of the father?

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 05/12/2014

    » Today is Father's Day, so it's natural that I talk about my dad. But there's really nothing to say about him other than he just made me a pot pie with extra quail eggs this morning, and is now, as you are reading this, probably swimming to Bee Gees tunes on a Sony waterproof MP3 player he just bought.


    Eccentric relief from bitter reality

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 04/11/2014

    » Like any good fantasy book and film, or post-evening news soap opera, theatre is another means of escape from depressing reality. And our present reality is indeed depressing. How many months have we now been under our dear leader's monopolised rule? Sure, what has happened in these past couple of months has given a generous amount of material to journalists. But what's the point of writing about the junta again? It will only become my fifth Thinkbox that yet again fails to reach his revered eyes and ears.


    Hong Kong protest provokes Thai navel-gazing

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 01/10/2014

    » As I write this, the latest Facebook status of Sombat Boonngamanong, leader of Thai pro-democracy group Red Sunday, reads: "Hong Kongers are not happy".


    A love supreme

    Life, Kaona Pongpipat, Published on 28/08/2014

    » Dear Army Chief/Junta Leader/Prime Minister Prayuth Chan-ocha, I love you. I’m not sure why, how or when. I just know for a fact that I do.

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