02/06/2026
I repainted these watercolour pieces of the old Mandarin Hotel on Petaling Street
for one who has never stayed in there before but wonders what it was like back then, when it was in full glory.
To understand the stark difference, one must really have experienced the place before and then compare it to the current disparate state. I can still feel the yearning of those top floor windows when they look down at the crowded streets, and you can almost empathize with that wish for lively sound among the empty rooms.