Where is batik today and where will it be tomorrow, enquires Mana Batik. The exhibition’s project advisor shares an essay on this intriguing show’s conceptualisation and evolution.
MANA Batik? Well, not in my wardrobe, that’s for sure. There are two batik shirts in my father’s. He wears them to company dinners. They are mud brown, paisley and alien looking; the patterns look like the algae that grew in the corner of my bedroom when I used to live with my parents.
