Self Portrait

In the disappointing acceptance of the fact responsibility and ageing are unavoidable, the installation depicts an anthromorphic chair (artist) whose youthful emotions are made visible via his shadow despite his 'worn out' appearance.

Madame Jo Jos Video Screening

There will be a projection of the video posted below playing at white heat in soho this tuesday (10th May)

Madame Jojo's
8-10 Brewer St, Soho, London, W1F OSE

I have to say thanks to my friend Marcus who has made this possible on such short notice.

Come down and check it out if your free!

Not from concentrate

processfilm from Mikey Cheah on Vimeo.

This is my attempt to project an insight into my personal perspective of the 'creative high', (that i am positive any given individual involved in a creative field will understand a drive/lust for). caffeine driven and constantly distracted.

I wanted to produce some work that could simultaneously exist inside and out of a studio/gallery scenario to break down what i feel is a very common perception that art should only be seen by those who have an art education, in an assigned place. This work is purposefully created to be enjoyed and seen anywhere.

Please email me at cheahmikey@gmail.com for a better quality download.

Patchwork of Clutter

Postcard from the studio

Trace of Nothingness

''As dusk approaches in the hinterlands, a traveler ponders shelter for the night. He notices tall rushes growing everywhere, so he bundles an armful together as they stand in a field, and knots them at the top. Presto, a living grass hut. The next morning before embarking on another day's journey, he unknots the rushes and presto, the hut de-constructs, disappears, and becomes a virtually indistinguishable part of the larger field of rushes once again. The original wilderness seems to be restored, but minute traces of the shelter still remain. A slight twist or bend in a reed here and there. There is also the memory of the hut in the mind of the traveler - and the mind of the reader reading this description. Wabi-sabi, in its purest, most idealized form is precisely about these delicate traces, this faint evidence, at the borders of nothingness'' - Leonard Koren (1994)

Role Reversal