Collage in my room,2010
photos,transparent sheet

Attempt to stay with artists,2010
Photo,postcards
To dear Egon, Emin and Dan

making process in week 4

i put stuff in the stocking rather than only glowsticks
for example, a coloured battery
but i am still focusing on the fluorescent coulors
i obsessed with the pattern of stretching veil/fishnet under a dark or bright object
i am thinking if i can project a video on the white cardboard
i know it looks like something insignificant stuffs hanging together
i am just still developing...

endlessly mind wandering

Google map Street view function
Tsuen Wan Hong Kong
I did appeared in there
my heart is leading me to there
to where i born and grow
i closed my eyes to pictured the street views privately
sometime before i went to bed or just woke up in the morning
thanks to the technology i can see my hometown anytime
i would never forget the way to home

i am now like being into pieces
struggle to live with every different roles every day
i am very very lost
as if i am a feather floating in the air
time is playing me
it is like fire it is dangerous
life is full of contradictions
Expectation is stud or thorn on roses
but i am forced to be numb
The oxygen in the moment that i breathe
the only reminder of being alive

serious homesick

4options before death
pen,watercolour,marker,masking tape
2010.10.23

Le Pont Mirabeau-Guillaume Apollinaire

Mirabeau Bridge

Past Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine
                       And our love
Must I remember
Joy followed always after pain

           Let night come    sound the hour
           Time draws in     I remain

Hand in hand let us stay face to face
            While past the
Bridge of our embrace
Flows one long looks' weary wave

           Let night come    sound the hour

           Time draws in     I remain

Love creeps by like the flowing tide
          Love slips by

How slow is life and
Expectation how violent

            Let night come    sound the hour

           Time draws in     I remain

Days creep by the weeks creep by

         Neither past

Time nor loves return

Past Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine

           Let night come    sound the hour

           Time draws in     I remain 

light in stocking

the light under the veil

i keep on experiment the light painting. I put the glow sticks in black stockings
as you can see the picture above, i love the detail of the veil reflecting the fluorescent light.

moments of ........

this week: scavenge

 

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