The traditional Malay performing arts fascinates me a lot because it exhibits the diverse cultural heritage of my origins. It does not only reflects the grandeur of the old court life and the rustic nature of proletariat but also served as a vehicle for transmission of norms and values. It is also an intermediary between real and the nether worlds. Nowadays, not much of younger generations become attracted to the art because of the latest advent of technologies. There are subtle needed impetus to reawaken the interest towards the Traditional malay performing arts. Some of the traditional performances actually have been neglected. Few have succumbed to the death bed and died naturally. Others only remains survived as an intellectual interest of academia and commercial needs of the tourist industry.
The germ of the art does not only emphasize on the entertainment value or to the matter of placating the spirits. Profoundly, a distinction between the disciples of the traditional performances and the modern forms of act is the microcosm world of manners. The cosmology of it does not means one to avoid the professionality tenet which forbade the realistic representation of the creativity figures. I mean, the presence of humility, modesty and obedience are the elements added together alongside the authentic foothold which proved that its legacy holds intact until today.
In my line of duty, not many new generations of creative folks adapt to this. They would rather face and use any platforms, interface to blurt hostility, defiance or feuding factions. In order to be heard or acknowledged, one presence in the surface slur the feeling of abhorrence towards those which are around. I experienced that myself.
The traditional Malay performances were brought along with the assimilated elements of numerous parallels. Be it at the level of communities or at the behest of deities and kingship. The influence and concept of its divine status in the Malay community reflected inside the traditional performances. For instance, the ‘Makyung’ or ‘Wayang Kulit’ chronicles depict the existence of proletariat and ruling class, which appeal (automatically) for respect and adoration.
Contrasting to the practices of the traditional performers, the hierarchy of creativity nowadays almost allow everything in the context of manners to be thrown away. The esteemed facade of humility seems to be collapsing rapidly to this secular function of entertainment. I encountered some so-called “creative” folks that arrogantly trying to be heard in a closed platform between the demarcated line of duty and interest. The conflict of interest are portrayed more than its original purpose in which to look for solutions. The earlier mansion grows and the interface goes as if the purpose is to bicker. Most of us shrugged our shoulders, looked at each other and finally leave the premise as a protest.
I must say and strongly believe that the necessity of procuring the correct approach is no longer a theory. Authorized party needs to react and profoundly execute. To be a developed nation, the creative industry should no longer neglect to this values. It is going to be useless if the authority spend millions and hundred millions in forms of anything, be it grants or loans to sponsor the interests of such ill-mannered people and claim that they have fulfill the needs of the commercial industry. Kindly revive the industry of mannerism. Then we will see some changes. I personally believe so.
by dian
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