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Electrons (Installation) 

Year: 2019

Medium: Ink and Acrylic Medium on Wood Panels 

Size: Variable

This is a piece that engage the audience to interact and participated with. The inspiration was drawn from the unpredictable motion of electrons. The micro particle and the unapproachable macro space share the same principles and the symbiosis of mystery and visual forms. With magnets attached on each block, the agency to move the blocks on magnetic wall creates unpredictable patterns beyond my control.   

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Located at Wenatchee River, Plain.

The installation, Displaced, conceived during an artist residency at the Grünewald Guild investigates the incongruousness and insulation of communication. Two poems written distinctively in modern English and in modern Chinese are transformed into Runes and pictographs, and sewed on two scrims. The way that Runes from the early Middle Ages and pictographs from ancient China appear in an American town confounds times and spaces. They are alien and loud. The black-and-white color and the shape of scrim and ring are understated and concise. The translucent fabric interacts with nature (water, light, wind, etc.) around it.  


The poems of this installation are not readable, yet the purpose of words is to be read. We cannot understand the words; our forebears cannot understand what the words convey. Words are primarily abstract, and created essentially for communication. However, as literary history moving on, time creates the invisible obstruction between us and the old languages which we had been using constantly. The installation is trying to communicate with this familiar strangeness through time. 

"Lights extinguished in matinal dew

The remaining night falls into a smoky horizon

Rambling in the trail

lost in the midst

Every step is into a place never traveled 

and the place never traveled forward 

Thousands of nights 

billions of stars

Collective memory captivates

while time puzzles

The mountain obstructs both sides

Knowing the wind from the north

and the water to the sea
Am I perceiving things around me

Do I belong to the perceiving 

I am on a ridge 

My non-destination walking

my non-sense speaking

echos loudly 

on the other side of mountain

where we had been growing restlessly"


Float in Water 

Year: 2021

Medium: Paper

Size: Variable

This is the newest series interpreting the fragility and the delicateness in response to the temporal livings and frail human nature. 


Rising Tower 

Year: 2020

Medium: Mixed media

Size: Variable

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