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Ratmakan ghost story workshop

25 August 2014

This neighbourhood was once a graveyard, below is a photo of the kid’s playground equipment, notice the gravestone in the bottom left corner.

To learn more about some of the ghost stories, yesterday Vanie and some of the other members from her collective, Ketjil Bergerak, helped me host a ghost story drawing workshop.

Above is Ibu Ibu (with a great use of a comb) alongside Vanie after we stuck up our workshop poster the other day. It’s great how word of mouth spreads information through the kampung and many of the kids we had seen through the week were keen to tell their stories and draw the ghosts. Many of the adults were frightened to draw the ghosts as they believe if they drew them the ghosts might haunt them in their sleep.