Khaw Sia

I grew up with 3 Khaw Sia’s orchid paintings hanging in my home. I remembered

sticking my nose as close to the painting as  any  kid  would  just  to  explore  the

magnification with my eyes leaving the tip of my nose  imprinted  on  the  glaze.  I

was having fun. It wasn’t the colors he uses, or how  he  paints  the  leaves  and

dewdrops that I was interested in. I was like any child would at  that  tender  age,

merely exploring. But because I was living with it, it  was  like  second  nature  to

my skin. Because of that, I remembered very well the paper he uses because  it

has a peculiar texture on it. Nowadays one could hardly stumble upon  this  type

of paper he uses anymore but in my younger years, most kids  have  fun  with  it.

And it is quite blotty.

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