The sky looks the same every day from my window. The colour is same, the clouds look the same, cars travel in the same way every day. It rains sometimes,…
For the end of ISSUE, we wanted to commemorate the occasion with something vibrant, something emblematic, something beautiful, something that told the story of our last two years — but…
I love looking through your photos on your website because they seem to be snapshots not just from one life but many; I can’t categorise them as just cityscapes or…
According to Ashvin Varghese, his father K. Thangarajoo’s art is a form of therapy. “His works have the capability of visual relaxation. Looking at his works, especially those rendered in…
I had shown up to work on a Thursday morning wearing a blue and green kebaya, one of my favourite outfits. A note on this blue and green kebaya: It…
What was the prevailing emotion in the first days/weeks of your move to New York? What was that transition like? What images (mental and/or physical photographs) can you remember from…
Liyana Dizzy probably doesn’t remember this, but she wrote me a poem once. There’s an embarrassing story attached to it. Just like how 8-year-old me started writing in the first…
Gelora badai taufan keinsafan menghembus aku Ke tengah lautan-Nya Aku yang hina, Aku, yang belum tentu boleh menguasai walau setitis lautan itu, Namun menganggap titisan aku sama liarnya Dengan lautan…
AUTHOR’S NOTE A few things so you don’t get lost: the piece starts off with a spoken word track, progressing in GIFs and poetry. The audio is best heard through…
On the usual days in the middle of the year – no festivals, no foofaraw, no nothing – you can tell that the average build of the people in Sungai…
On the last day of May, two weeks before the final edition of ISSUE was slated to come out, 20-odd people assembled in the humble flat of our editor Lutfi,…
