Penang is full of colonial buildings and ever since the UNESCO World Heritage Site listing, boutique establishments have been popping up like mushrooms after the rain.
I’ve been going around the old Georgetown area to draw buildings since high school, you know, before it was cool. *hipster moment*
Actually, it was pretty cool already, but after the listing things went into overdrive and everyone started doing it.
One of the first buildings I ever drew was St George’s Church in Farquhar Street mainly because parking was convenient, and there was always shade. Shade is very important especially in this corner of the world.
I went there to paint on Sundays. Obviously since it was a church, there was Sunday service.
I met a little boy named Ronnie who was about 9. He was a curious kid, and would drop by and watch me after church.
He has a younger sister and brother who tag along wherever he goes.
I learned that he lived with his grandparents in the kopitiam (Chinese style coffee shop for you non-South East Asian folks) across the church. I don’t really know much else about him, but he seemed like a good kid with very heavy responsibilities for his age.
Ronnie was very well behaved. He looked after his younger siblings and dressed them in awesome clothes.
Ronnie is probably in high school by now. I hope he and his siblings are doing well.
RONNIE. YOU GO RONNIE.
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