Garlic. In you face!

What would you change if you can change any part of your body?
Most women have wishes for their appearance, I wish for a new immune system.

My immune system is the reflective of me. She's a workaholic, over reacting to everything and doesn't know when to stop. We have had this terrible relationship to have to put up with each other ever since I was born.

Most people have immune systems that can get rid of dust and mites without the body realizing it. Mine treats pollen as a gun pointing to my head. Only that she always blows me up before the gun did.

I have experimented on all sorts of herbal remedies, diet changes, life style modifications. I consider myself pretty clean inside by now, but my immune system still remains busy overloading herself with tasks. Very much like me.

A accidental intakeof heavy dose of raw garlic helped me calm her down last night. ha, raw Galic, the most simple basic herb in the pantry. "Garlic. in you face!" I said to my immune system. Now that she can't work too much any more, she is more normal and pleasant to be with. But what about the workaholic me?

refocus rezero home

Life is but a tree, we instinctively follow the sun and were born to grow toward the sky.

Somehow other things came in the way, made us grow branches that bifurcate into all directions. They bring us much needed experience in this journey but sometimes can distract us from who we really are and why we started.

The opportunities to show are my branches. They educate me and build my confidence. Every emerging artist want some of these, and I do, too, badly. But I've came to realized that I need to re zero my meter every time I finished installing a show.

It is not to dwell in the after taste, but to move on and refocus/zoom out my lens.

I've gotten jealous, resentful, greedy and unhappy the more opportunities I have. Why is that? I ponder and ponder for a long dark hellish time. It is because I have lost the original vision and blinded myself with the short sparkle right in front of this moment. The more I have, the more I want, and the more I can not get. This pity old human folklore has come to an end.

Taking the sweet gratefulness I received from the most sophisticated and open-minded audience from the NOW show, I step into a new realm, leaving behind the self-pity. I may not be good enough, but I do my best at any moment. Each day I start a new day in the studio, discarding what I don't have and embracing what I have, which is my love and respect to my art. After all, I just want to make art, and having the ability to make them happen is the only juice I survive on.

Thank you all, who came thru my works and become part of it. Your taking it slow and digesting it thoroughly made this installation the most beautiful. Welcome to my branches!

Breezy night...

Felt much loved on the opening night, by friends and by strangers. Often for the doubtful me, this is the time I feel appreciated as an artist and loved as a person.

This opening reception happened on a breezy night, I, however, felt warm at heart. People came in my installation and emerged themselve in it for a long time, soaking in the emotion and processing as they walked out. I am grateful for their encouragement and open minded about personal works like this.

It was a rewarding journey, after 20 hours of installing. And it is just the beginning~

My vote for the best

The best conceptual artist I have known so far in my life is Zoë Sheehan Saldaña. Go check out her website and figure why I said so.
The only word I can come up is "flawless!" both conceptually and visually. The way she approaches social issues is genius and effective.
Thank you, Zoë, for your existence. Art is more interesting because of you:)

Emotional Turnover

I am the only one who can change my world.
Tossed out the dog-drowning sobbing-wet despair, I stood up to the Halliburton of pity.
Today is a better day.

Got both hands on the draft of a new installation piece. It turned out that a few fans, an audio splitter and some earphones are all I need for the design. I'm naively and officially stepping into the interactive art zone.

The love on internet circulating knowledge I need.
All the loggers and MAKE gurus, my gratitude goes to you!

The year of Rat has already taught me how to accept the changes, discard old limits which nobody but myself set upon me. The best thing on earth is to Grow!

Life is doable when I rid of stress and get back in the loop with fellow artist friends


High five to ben dalton at MIT on this wonderful piece: Rabbit Field.

"Each rabbit is self inflating using a simple computer fan, and can sense its internal pressure state by monitoring its fan speed. If a rabbit is squeezed, and partially deflated, the rabbits around it respond, as if out of empathy, deflating themselves. In this way, a wave of deflation ripples out from the squeezed centre."

What a great piece, Ben! This is one thing that made my day today~ Thank you!