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chiang mai’s scenes of creativity

Chiang Mai is a city that is buzzing with creative energy, though I am not sure why. Is it the long history of their hill tribes and their crafts? I thought I’ll share some of the scenes that caught my eye:

photo of a creative studio in chiang mai
photo of some risograph prints and other illustrations

Apart from selling these beautiful handpainted journals, one can paint their own at the shop with the materials provided. There are also a ton of other fun craft workshops one can do at this artists’ village:

photo of hand painted journals
photo of some hand made robots at a window

Sometimes I’ll come across some random unexpected art while walking on the street:

photo of an illustration depicting thai massage on the street
photo of fabric art at jing jai market

I love handpainted signs like this:

photo of a hand painted sign at jing jai market
photo of a garment shop that uses upcycled denim

This market i known for fabric crafts, so it was very interesting to see a fruit jam seller using sewing for his signage:

sewn signage of a jam shop

This is reminiscent of korea’s ugly drawings — there is something about ugly art that is very attractive. Does it appeal to the primal part of us:

poster of a hamburger restaurant?
photo of a display of threads at window with several paintings

Of course, everywhere we go there are beautiful intricately crafted temple buildings:

photo of a roof of a temple
photo of sewn journal covers

I loved the simplicity and modernity of this logo, and also the accompanying illustration on the bag:

photo of khao soi-i's paper bag

It is interesting to observe how art and design is strongly influenced by a city’s culture. I went to Chiang Mai to chill without much expectations and was pleasantly surprised with the creative energy of the place.

I feel like each time I visit a foreign city the experience fills up an unconscious well of creativity. They make me feel like I want to make a ton of art when I get back home. But once home, I am caught in an endless cycle of paralysis. Will my unconscious well fill up one day and overflow into something? Or will I always be at the mercy of my broken brain?

But at the very least, taking photos of what I find creative and inspiring is also an act of creativity and enrichment, and I get to share them with you. Perhaps some of these may be inspiring to some stranger out there, or bring some additional colour to someone’s day.

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