text by Hsieh Jia-Wen
A sphere like object with longitude and latitude ambiguously marked out a world like mark. In the process I used my body to draw, and use material that is close to the body like silk stocking to construct artist's inner world. Tie up, break down, loosen up, these steps keep repeating and made out the outer shape of the world calmly, then again, artist uses the body to destroy this peaceful condition, suddenly the strong tension between point and point became weak and loosely hanged, some falls on the sharp light. I keep repeating these three steps again and again until I can construct that pure world within artist's inner mind, a place without balance, full of emotion. It looks clam, pretty but not prefect.
The light blooms upward. It holds up the world so the world does not collapse. |
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