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As an artist, my journey of rediscovering my identity is full of challenges and far from the tropes of mid-life anxieties. The history of my people Chinese descent in Tanah Deli is a very complicated one. The New Order regime sealed many lips and thus wiped-out painful memories along with its cruel history. The System rewards those Chinese who are willing to fully assimilate and put them on the pedestal. My search of identity goes beyond history, beyond nationality. It is a spiritual act of rekindling the bond between people and the land which shaped them. It is an identity of the eternal migrants; those who are constantly searching for a place to call home, who never truly belong to the land, but are constantly shaped by the land they live on. The more I read about history and culture of my people, the more I see the importance of rituals. To abandon rituals is to sever bonds with our natural past, but rituals are always prone to be tokenistic and often detached from its true meanings. The sinicization of indigenous Minnan was one that was not well recorded or archived. As Minnan fully became sinicised during Ming, folk spiritualism was absorbed by then-state-religion: Taoism, along with the foundation of Confucianism and later with strong influence from Buddhism. I grew up in a Christian family and my elders were Buddhist yet quite involved in folk shamanism. As someone whom, with full intent, abandoned systemic religion and found solace in spiritualism, I did not wish to end up in yet another heavenly bureaucracy and its traditional semantics. Spiritualism is, to me, the rawest form of faith. While the essence is philosophic, the form is poetic. It acts as both a dialogue with nature and a monologue with oneself. It gives us meanings, but yet constantly reminds us of our insignificance in the greater picture. Few years ago, I decided to follow the Straits Chinese observances throughout Lunar calendar, to recreate the ritual of preparing festive foods and to discover the meaning in it; and also, to find its relevance in the land of Narrm where I am currently residing — where seasons are also upside down. How do we find meaning in seasonal festivities that are so heavily connected to the rituals of sowing and harvest? Cheng Beng is the first major festival after new year. It is a sobering change after fifteen days of lunar celebration. It falls on the first day of the fifth solar term of lunisolar calendar. Traditionally it is the time when Chinese descents would visit their ancestor halls and cemetery to clean the graves and present offerings, typically fruits, traditional cakes and meat. The offerings can be quite elaborate based on the families, from ritualistic symbolisms to very personal dishes, based on how close they are. It is a chance for children to know about their ancestry and where they came from. Stories were told and lives were celebrated. The effort of maintaining turtle tombs is costly and inconvenient. Back then, familial ties were very strong, and the roles and responsibilities of the patriarchs and matriarchs were clearly defined. I could recall how far and tedious the journey back then. Most of us would not be able to recall how to get there, let alone read Tng-lang Ji written Chinese and find the right tombs. Many opted to move their ancestors to columbarium for convenience and modern families would prefer their ashes to be scattered to the sea. Away from my native home, I spent the time to reflect upon my elders and relatives who have recently died. Maco-po, which meant Lady Greatgrandmother in Hokkien, is an indigenous deity from Fujian, known to be the great protector of Sea. It is believed that she represents the indigenous legacy of Minnan shamanism and matrilocal culture. It is also a time for me to invest in a lot of history readings and projects to have greater knowledge of my ancestry, my people and my culture. Slowly, Cheng Beng will lose its role as a day to clean up tombs from overgrowths, but instead a time to reflect and to commemorate. Therefore, April feels like a month about remembering death in Australia. Although we are not Muslims, I was born in a predominantly Muslim society. Television would be playing catchy Ramadhan tunes and marketing team would definitely not miss out on the hype through tear inducing guilt-tripping ads during the holy month. A shaman advised her that having a godmother would perhaps ward off evil spirits or probably worsen her already tempestuous relationship with my mother. Thus, she made her kitchenhand to be my godmother. When she was alive, she would never miss a year of sending us ketupat lemak a rare Medan delicacy. Her and grandma were responsible for catering for two offices and four families six days a week. Mak Mirah passed away from brain tumor. Father covered her hospital bill and built her family a house on our land. It is heartwarmingly hilarious when one time her kids sent grandma two live chicken for Chinese New Year. I suppose Mak Mirah did ward off a particular form of evil: Prejudice. Having figures like her in my life have contributed to an upbringing that does not discriminate and embrace differences. Mak Mirah represents an era where multiculturalism was very much alive. She was Javanese, yet her cooking was quintessentially Malay, but her livelihood was very much immersed in Medan Chinese community. Sourcing coconut leaves for Ketupat casing in Melbourne is neither easy nor cheap. Then occured to me, after some experience making Bak Cang that with enough tweaking of the recipe and mixing various types of rice, I could come up with Ketupat lemak but wrap in Chang-s. I would make some and share it with my muslim and non-muslim friends and share them the story and joy of the feast of Eid and celebrating it as a season of sharing and forgiving. It also reminds us that it is okay that people are different and that difference should be celebrated. It is also known as Double-fifth day fifth day of fifth month. July is traditionally the harvesting time of early rice crop in South China — a season of monsoon in high summer where insects and pest come out in droves. Medanese Bak Cang follows the Straits Hokkien style, with pre-fried rice with dark soy sauce. The complete filling would be Lup Cheong, salted egg yolk, braised pork belly, chestnut, dried prawns, mushroom and with the signature Medanese touch: one whole chili. Like other festive food, those who do not make it themselves would often buy from vendors to give others. Common people would more likely eat gifted Bak Chang-s instead of buying some for their own consumption. It is relevant also that Bak Cang day falls during mid-winter in Australia, where people prone to fall sick from the cold and windy weather. Nothing would be heartier that a re-steamed piping hot Bak Cang in a cold winter night. It is also a thanksgiving for everyone for the final push for yet another end of financial year. On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, it is believed that the gate of hell spirit world is open. Many would be preparing a feast at home for loved ones to return to. People would also pray for those spirits who did not die peacefully or were not sent off properly. It is the great time of charity and kindness for those who are lacking. I personally feel is also the time to care for the living as much as the dead. It is the celebration of memories of familial bond we shared together through food that connects us, and also the festival of sharing that love and warmth to those who might need them. During this time, I would often be in a place of reflection, whether I have given enough to people who needed my help. Have we been blessings to people around us? Mid-Autumn festival falls on the 15th day of the eighth month of Lunar calendar. It is also celebrating the harvest season in the northern hemisphere. It is the night of moon-gazing and sharing of blessings with family and friends. There is always the sense of decadence and exuberance in Mid-Autumn festivals. For us in the Antipodes, we would be celebrating the coming of Spring and many would be thinking of families abroad. Although it is a ritual that is rarely performed in my home town, Kiu Ong Ya has strong symbolism. During this time devotees would commit to vegetarianism during the ritual. It can be seen as the time for health-consciousness and control for excesses. Tang Cek always marks the coming of holiday season and coincides with Christmas and Western new year. It falls on Dongzhi solar term. While rice balls are often served hot with ginger in southern China, they are also often serve cold in South-East Asia. It is a tradition which I prefer to follow and pass down as it reminded me of home and my childhood. During this time, I tend to be working through holiday season in exchange for my turn to have holiday during Lunar new year. It is a bittersweet moment when I am reminded that holiday is not too far away. One week before the start of Lunar new year festival, we are given the memo to start cleaning the house to prepare for holiday season. When we were young, Ti Kue were merely decoration, given by Amah, and no one dared to touch it since it always looked solid hard. I have been trying to make my Ti-Kue to have texture and flavour more similar to dodol as it is more attuned to local palate, although I am more than happy to enjoy tikueh when they are deep-fried with yam and sweet potato. I suppose this ritual has a strong role as a prelude to the festivity. Cleaning and preparation must be done to ensure that we are not overwhelmed by the amount of additional cleaning and cooking that is needed to be done later. Moreover, Ti Kue needs to be aged for the colour and flavour to become more intense. A lot of effort and love is needed to prepare this food from scratch, but my mum will never miss out on preparing Onglai pia. We constantly compare recipes and methods in the goal of perfecting our tradition of Onglai pia making. Sa Cap Meh is somehow more important than the first day. If the first day of new year is all about reuniting with the whole clans. New Year eve is the night for the inner family. It is usually the most traditional feast, often including old school hokkien dishes and home food or hotpot. The hotpot in our family includes the most classic flavours. Pork tripe, fishmaw, prawn balls, garlic oil and white pepper. It is also during new year eve, or prior, when prayers are made to invite departed ones to return back home for meal, as well as other friendly spirits who are missing out on the fullness of a perfect circle. Especially during this era where families live more apart than ever, it is during this time when paths reconverge through much awaited reunion. For the grown-ups, it is the time to uphold Confucian filial piety and pay respect to the elders. The Clan members, based on their seniority would have tasks and responsibilities, either to host or to visit. It would be inauspicious for the host to be underprepared and it would be unwise for the visitors to refuse hospitality and to not reciprocate with gifts. These laws are unspoken and absorbed through upbringing, and often cause conflicts when some people are married into the Clan and missed some of the memo-s on courtesy and etiquette. This open house is not exclusive just for those who celebrate Lunar new year, but also for the public. It is custom for some families to serve Medanese Lontong Sayur — a Peranakan dish. The essential part of Medanese Peranakan Lontong is the presence of Sambal Tauco fermented soybean sambal. It would be wise for Medanese to politely take small portions, as you would probably be having few more later in the day. As a community, Medan Chinese had their share of trauma of being repeatedly persecuted, betrayed and exploited by bad eggs from local communities in the past. Therefore, there is an innate sense of cautiousness and distrust when it comes to accepting outsiders, be they Chinese or not. It is believed that seventh day of Lunar New Year is the day of the creation of mankind. Being in a place where we celebrate many different things from Easter, Anzac, Commonwealth sovereignty, Eid, Diwali, Tihar; celebrating birthdays other than replying birthdays notice of Facebook becomes a chore, and for some people like me who dislike being the center of attention most of the time , I would rather that everyone celebrates their birthdays together. It is understandable when parents and immediate families commemorate the arrival of their children in their life, but I find it rather awkward when friends and colleagues celebrate it. Previously I ended up making bubur Sumsum — a coconut rice porridge with coconut sugar syrup and glutinous rice balls. When cooking ritual food, might as well make something relevant and festive, to be eaten not just for the sake of obligation, but also enjoyment. There are many versions of the story behind it, and most involves invaders and Hokkien people surviving the massacre on the ninth day of new year. As a child of a long diaspora, and perhaps, descendant of survivors who have endured and overcame countless persecutions which led us to our present state, I find that this celebration holds a lot of meaning. It is the story of our journey, from once, who owned and strongly attached to a traditional land, who ventured to various places and evolved in the process and became an identity that is quite different from way back. It is, in a way, a thanksgiving, yet it is also the remembrance of those who are not so lucky to survive the ordeal. Above all, it is the celebration of our identity, as Straits Chinese, with all the trials and tribulations etched unto our culture and beings. Although nowadays it is the least celebrated day. It is the last day of New Year Festival, and it marks the beginning of the next year. The Peranakans, for instance, still celebrate it in the most festive way. It was because young women, especially those of prestigious background, were rarely allowed to wander in public. It was customary for women to throw mandarins into the sea and the river and young men would fight to retrieve the mandarin thrown by the young lady they desired for. Ronggeng orchestra would be traveling from house to house to offer musical accompaniments for the Peranakans. Wealthy Baba-s would hire the orchestra throughout the customary three nights of celebration. They are sweet coconut soup of diced root vegetables. It is usually the last chance or another excuse for family clans to have another get together, usually with an outdoor theme such as barbeque or steamboat, where children could light lanterns and play with firecrackers. Medan city consists of predominantly newcomers who did not practice such tradition; but with our long connection with the Straits Peranakans, it is only natural that we should preserve and popularize such unique tradition again. Amah used to occasionally send us Kolak Javanese term for Pengat , often with banana, cassava and jackfruit. Knowing that Amah rarely sent desserts for no good reasons, it might be that or just random whims of coincidences. Who knows? It is not often that we were allowed to have Kolak, and thus it is something worth celebrating. After Cap Goh Meh ends we are back to the beginning of the year to prepare ourselves for the more solemn festivity of paying respect to the dead in April. After years of putting real effort to some of the rituals, I wondered if these rituals contributed to my being. Some of those rituals, perhaps, are still tokenistic, but I find them to be important reminders for me to take time to stop and reflect about life. I feel that rituals helped me to be more grateful in life and learn to accept sorrows and disappointments. Instead of waiting for karmic responses or heavenly promises of rewards in afterlife, I felt that I am more focused on the present. I stopped expecting good things coming out from my act of patience or kindness. I simply learn to be kind because it is what the world needs. I often dread about the sorrows I will experience in the future; the people I will have to say goodbye to and let go, be it timed or untimely departures. There might be no real ways to prepare for that, but I felt appreciating rituals, and the rituals of other cultures would be able to help me to not just mourn for the loss, but also to celebrate the memory. I feel that there are many emotions that cannot be expressed in words, and when they are put to words, they would be too ambiguous or wordy to capture the essence. Complex emotions involves flashes of juxtapositions of memories of the past, of various senses, happening in split second. Rituals are ways for us to express these complex emotions, particularly in this era where people are expecting everything instant, foolproof, and conveniently consumerist. My journey is far from over and I hope to integrate my life, work, creativity, and identity into this project of re-ritualizing my culture. I hope that this with perhaps inspire some of us to do the same, and to embrace our rituals and to make it something relevant and meaningful to our lives. Ketupat with Bak Cang wrapping Sourcing coconut leaves for Ketupat casing in Melbourne is neither easy nor cheap. Left: Tau-iu-bak. Right: Medanese Moho Kue It is the celebration of memories of familial bond we shared together through food that connects us, and also the festival of sharing that love and warmth to those who might need them. Share this: Twitter Facebook. Like Loading Kesawan: Kota Tua or Chinatown? Leave a comment Cancel reply. Comment Reblog Subscribe Subscribed. The Modernised Medan Chinese. Sign me up. Already have a WordPress. Log in now.

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