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Independent Singaporean Literary Writer & Fine Artist
Meryl
(maiden nickname)
(Mdm.) Yeo, Yawen
(full maiden name in order of Surname, First name. Yes, when I was born I was already a ‘Madam’, as in Madam President rather than of escorts)
Registered in Switzerland* as: Ms. Yawen Schindhelm nata Yeo
*The name is only valid when spelt in full without variances.
est 2012 - TRUEORIGIN (Name of my Channel) — Melbourne, Australia
2013-2015 My 1st Independent Art Studio @ 903/422 Collins St — Melbourne Australia
Indie Art Exhibitions Booths @ Melbourne Australia
2016 Art of Zine-Making Workshop - The Substation, Singapore (SingLit Station programme)
2015-2019 Conducted Workshops @ Singapore schools Nationwide (list available, 3 pages)
2017-2019 My 2nd Independent Art Studio @ 22 Starlight Road, Singapore
3rd Art Studio - TBA
“Blah blah blah” — Random People
~Under construction~
I’m trying to keep this short, but results may vary. :)
TRUEORIGIN is my channel name.
It’s never been a surname. It’s never been a virtual asset. I’m the sole owner. I’ve never been a virtual persona.
I’m firmly non-AI.
English (Cambridge) is the only language I speak/read/write with full native fluency.
I am fluent in many other written languages up the family tree, enough to compose with accurate cultural links. Mandarin Chinese is the only other language I’ve formally studied, which I handle differently to maintain linguistic operational purity. I can fully decipher and deconstruct / reconstruct this language and all main & sub-dialects under its umbrella at the archival level regardless of age & time. The ability extends to the Japanese language, which I have composed songs in (ironically, I’ve never composed a Chinese song, although I’ve also spontaneously composed in Nadsat as a fourth-wall message to someone with the direct connection to that fictional lingo, in order to show them that their creativity/source never went away — it’s right there waiting for them). With Singapore as my birth point, my reach also extends to all local mother tongues.
The majority of my original compositions and artworks are spontaneously composed by myself, in one go or layered in several go’s, with little to no corrections.
My gift is seated at the soul-level. It’s never been something that can be transferred, or simply taken.
I’ve never had a mentor. I’m entirely self-directed, and I’ve made it a point to become a self-realized Fine Artist without any assistance to develop myself whatsoever throughout life. That’s why it also took longer, but it’s been worth it. No one can take away that reality, even if they try to change my name or use the kind of criminal administration that’s been completely outlawed in Singapore and unseen back home for 20-40 years — bearing in mind, we’re the ones who decline to talk about human rights. Switzerland says it’s all about it, but even the Swiss don’t seem to have it — as a matter of fact, it seems nothing is allowed to stay alive here, even when you have a Swiss stamp of approval by invite, there’s these foreigners with Swiss passports who find you and destroy all the flowers and fruit, then try to take the whole thing over for themselves. If I were Swiss-Swiss and had to live here, I’d be hiding up in the mountains to avoid these people who seem to be finding those of us who are still amongst the Living, to run after and bludgeon over our heads with damage lawsuits and claims and the like, through a marriage maybe. In that whole time I was in Switzerland, it just seemed like their aim was to waste my time and hope I’d drop my valuables and run. I was repeatedly stopped from starting up by some extremely prejudiced and unhealthy people who appeared to be living in the past. These people didn’t want to get to know me but they seemed to think they had a right to have a say over what I got to do and who I got to be — and especially help themselves to my belongings. They were constantly surprised upon meeting me as though what they’d been told versus the reality on the ground were two completely different things, but even when they realized they were wrong none of them seemed able to change their minds or correct their track even in the face of compelling new information. I’m unsure if many of them have experienced the outside world, unlike Singaporeans, but they already appeared to have fixed negative views and a single-minded obsession with little to no ability to learn and adapt. They seemed completely attached to problems that Singapore had already overcome 20-40 years ago, and directly interfered to stop me from starting up in any aspect of my life. Among them were minority races or fringe individuals who seemed emotionally troubled despite living in this self-described natural paradise, clearly it had done them no favours. I’ve heard all about how the limits placed on Singapore forced us to be creative, and how it led us to find unexpected solutions (where Switzerland has yet to) — but now I “get” it. Still, it’s been pretty bewildering to face this unexpected wrath for representing the miracle these pleasant lot here keep insisting is impossible, even when I’m standing right in front of them with proof in pudding. They insist they’ve made it, but seem to get angry when they see you healthy or doing well that it makes me wonder how they came to become so addicted to misery and suffering, that they would only be satisfied if they destroyed something beautiful and real which works. Perhaps they feel unable, and need to see you unable. A few conversations in, I met some naturalized minorities who confirmed this. It made tall poppy syndrome Down Unda look like flowers and rainbows. It didn’t matter what I did or however much beauty I created, they sought out and destroyed the flowers because their uncontrolled need to destroy anyone alive was stronger. A disproportionate number of gatekeepers seemed absolutely certain that they were going to tell a fine artist like me how to make my Art and what kind of Art to make/how to make it. I just thought, boy oh boy, now I know where that crap in Singapore came from. There were so many things that happened in Singapore, where I chose against “writing in” others after carefully assessing the situation and deducing that these people were “innocent”, in the sense that they were still open to the possibility that they could be wrong, to make corrections and try again. They were genuinely still learning and adapting. Regardless of what has come to pass, there, elsewhere or in Switzerland, I still persist and endeavour to treat others as I wish to be treated. Even if I cannot control what others choose to become, I can have a say on who I choose to be. And I keep choosing me, therefore I cut the cords, do what needs to be done, and move on.
I’ve never been a model, but I have friends and ex-colleagues who were or are. I’ve preferred to be a showrunner and creator, but it was rewarding/touching to be roped in for various paid on-camera gigs, as an unexpected response to my efforts to include and look out for everyone in the community, even if they were just joining for a day.
The last official public photo of me can be found on SingLitStation/ Substation’s website my 2016 Art of Zinemaking workshop which is still up. Look for Meryl Yeo Yawen — that’s me! Unfortunately Google AI’s writeup wrongly attributes my workshop and profile to a wrong person’s Instagram account. She looks subcontinental Indian and petite, whereas I’m Singapore Hakka & Hainanese Chinese with a much stronger build — I was a junior Gold medalist (track & field, upper body) top entrance score for Art Elective (gifted), won golds & distinctions for Cambridge English & Theatre (group, sound design tiebreaker) with recommendations from my two English teachers to a better-equipped gifted program with global opportunities. Went on a detour, dropped out from RMIT Fashion, rubbed shoulders with the model crowd, eventually paid my own International Tertiary school fees (Business/Finance). So yes, I look quite distinct in a classical way, never mistaken as a showgirl — who are also people who deserve to be treated right — but there’s been a good response to my unconventional looks and attitude. I’ve an early background in English Theatre/Drama and English Debate, and have been a keynote speaker. I’ve never had any public speeches or exhibitions about AI, nor have I participated in use of AI, as my works revolve around my physical presence and interests in the real world where everything happens. If I want to experience or create something, I go out and can get pretty much any kind of consensual experience I want in the real world, being who I am. :) My instagram is handle is nodamnpie, and I’ll share my artist instagram account once I’ve updated it.
I have never had any children, real or adopted.
I do no Ghostwriting, no paid-for-hire.
I run my own practice as a standalone Artist.
I’ve never transferred or sold my IP/Copyrights or Channel. These are all my original creations. I had invested in myself, took a chance on me, and it paid off.
No representatives. Please only deal direct with me.
As the Business Owner I’ve been busy conducting my own investigations and research, and am preparing photographs along with other developments in the pipelines which I’d been prevented from rolling out before.
I’m currently on a 3rd trip to Switzerland to see a lawyer, to wrap up the existing Administrative issue with their government once and for all so I can officially leave as one person (vital to securing my original self-created IP/ assets/ ownership & identity), after a brief stopover in a neighbouring country to discuss vital roles in projects.
I am a bespoke Legacy Creator who breathes life into Stories of people as Art. I tailor them so that none are ever the same, precise with a perfect fit to whomever I choose; As a signature, I stitch hidden messages for them and their future generations to enjoy, so that everytime you examine a piece back and forth it yields surprise new meaning and messages that feel like they were made just for you/speak to you. What I make becomes a part of you. It’s something that lives on and retains meaning as it’s handed down generations, not some complicated toy that is only about its creator and/or can be sold or traded to just anybody in part or full.
I need to be properly brought on board/boarded before the start of any given project. If I’m kept out by your design and only dragged on board mid-way, my cost for your error will be more than you can pay. I can say no if it will cost me too much to make your project a success.
I do no interviews. I access the Records directly. The interactions have to be genuine, even pedestrian.
To be perfectly honest, it’s really up to the individual. I impose nothing, I have nothing to prove, nor any “need” to create for anyone. If someone has decided that I’m not for them or even genuinely think I am a phoney or merely a beneficiary of someone else’s estate/works, then let me leave intact now with what’s mine. Let me take my life and craft elsewhere, release me from this Swiss Administration now.
Singapore, where I’m from, is a tiny red dot somewhere around the centre of the world map. It has been a primary incubator and exporter of leading First World solutions in the last decades. We’re literally the developer of all your solutions, the Mother — nearly every solution and technology which currently exists in developed countries was designed and tested on our live populations — including those of us who attended SAP schools — by incoming Caucasians, who then export and sell these solutions back to you in the Developed world. There is nothing wrong with the System. It is a curiosity, then, that a place so oft accused of being creatively sterile and authoritarian should yield a wildly fertile mind such as mine, since I’m allegedly not supposed to be able to survive in such a tiny pocket and desert-like conditions, having found danced on land for survival.
Like I’ve said before, you never know where a person is at in their life and why they/ their lives look a certain way in one given snapshot so never judge a book by its cover.
In future, all these things will be traced. All the fake authors will fall away as the real ones are revealed. The most valuable “things” will be of the human hand and unaltered human word, authentically lived human experience and real memories. The people who stand most to gain from destroying humanity, wish hard that they can replace any human being with AI and the like — well they’d better be prepared to fail hard too, ’cause they’ve grossly misassessed me, and for what it’s worth, here I come with pen and brush as sword. :>
Projects will be announced here.
Will post a video soon to talk about things & updates.
All Rights Reserved, 2025 Mdm. Yeo Yawen (Meryl) aka Yawen Schindhelm nata Yeo
