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87Flaudette May V. Datuinme who I am. I use it to explore the world. <strong>The</strong> reward was, no matter how personal and howsecret, that as I walked and looked up at the trees, all <strong>of</strong> a sudden people in the streets werenot strangers to me anymore."Her latest work, An Elephant Journey refers to her relationship to her new home, and the wayshe locates herself in the Australian Bushland. Although the Australian geography and theelephant "do not belong to each other, they look into one another and see the reflection <strong>of</strong> eachother. What elephants see and what the landscape reveals is the way I see myself attached tomy new home. Chang (Thai word for elephant) was the nickname that my father gave me onthe day I was born. It was also my father's nickname, known from the way he mimicked theelephant walk. I am most comfortable when thinking about myself being an elephant. I carrymy name as my totem." <strong>The</strong> elephant and a secret tune her father taught her when she wasa child "may echo forever in me and the elephant may never depart. While it may remainpersonal, it is my utmost emotional contact with the world and how the world makes sense tome. An Elephant Journey observes how this secret tune plays its part with the place I am in. Iuse it as a language to communicate with other people, and how I would see myself attachedto the other secret tunes, that are mingling in the shared space."Through cloth and fiber as seen in Quinto, through paint and brush we see in Phaptawanand Sri Asih, as well as in the secret tunes and personal totems <strong>of</strong> Phaptawan's dislocateduniverse, the personal and the private cross over to the public sphere, at the moment whenwomen struggle to make sense <strong>of</strong> the "world" through thought, feeling and action: namingtrees in a secret language, humming secret tunes, sewing cloth to remember and heal traumaand pain, and reimagining Sita as a commanding presence ordering the white monkey to moveon. I daresay that women artists – modern day babaylans – may be able to tell us certainthings about ourselves – as women perhaps, or as Asians, however those difficult terms aredefined. As Malaysian artist Teoh Joo Ngee states "Art does not depict things as seen, but as

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