Once in a while, I imagine myself sleeping at the Garden of Eden in heaven, dreaming about descending to this world to travel a journey called Life. This peculiar thinking has led me to hold the exhibition, “A Midsummer Night’s Dream.”
My dream starts with His creation, where I was just a clay pot. Throughout the dream, I face hardship, anger, and heartbreaking moments. However, whenever I am about to fall from a cliff or stand in front of steep hill, I experience a miracle where a tremendous light comes into my life as a string of hope: the encounter of the creator and his creature. In the end, this clay pot finds the joy of life and wakes up from the dream.
y retrospection my life as a Christian, I truly feel like I am having a midnight summer dream. My life here in Manhattan was as harsh as a wilderness and I occasionally found myself wavering in the midst of all the intertwined events. In order to reflect this complexity and harshness in life, the paintings are rendered with monotonous colors and structures by using knife as the only tool, whereas the paint marks above the wild surface conveys the emotions of each circumstances.
I wanted to communicate my feelings and tidings of my life with viewers as I believe I am not the only one who had this type of dream. Hence, here I invite you to my world, “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”