This upcoming series of work is a meditation on the primordial ocean, it is imbued with personal narratives that is a meditation of the artist’s immediate world.
My housemate would comment, ‘ I don’t know how you lived with this for so long’.
The day to day in isolation.
Late night cravings …
... as the protagonist awakes in her metaphysical world as a butterfly, a life form with limited time left on earth.
Wandering between the inner world and the external world.
An interview with Jeannie Ho.
...decidedly un-natural representations of natural topographies, hybrid objects embedded in layers of subterfuge, caught in the the constantly shifting lines between authenticity and artifice...
Our automatic bodies move in a constant daze of preoccupied efficiency, minds humming with endless anxieties and possibilities. Life is a conveyor belt of forward-looking timestamps to be barely experienced. Stepping stones to more stepping stones.
The photograph reveals and conceals, making the invisible visible. It stops time yet steals that moment from history, bringing forth a presence that speaks of an actual absence. It is seemingly permanent but is a trace of impermanence. It bears the façade of realism yet indicates idealism.
Through the sharing of routines, perhaps experiences such as illnesses, disabilities, aging, motherhood, and gender transitioning can be viewed beyond the tragic or heroic polarities, and the experiences may exist and be represented in all their complexities.
... the incessant pulse of life flows endlessly.
... tracking across New York as I head for work.
There are so many first times in a childʼs life and time works ever so swiftly to keep them from a parentʼs grasp.
New environments and new encounters were in the background of the making of this work. The contrast between the environment and my internal thoughts was quite vast, and this chasm of difference meant I was more sensitive to the personalities of the people I met. This resulted in a synesthesia-esque sort of interpretation of their personalities, where I felt personalities could have colours themselves...