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When I am among trees (2019)
Single channel video
10mins

When I am among trees references the title of a Mary Oliver poem. In the poem she speaks of the joy to be with trees and the call to ‘stay awhile’ amongst them. The work was filmed in front of a white backdrop placed under some trees, in hopes of catching a leaf in the midst of falling. The work serves as a meditation, focused upon a single act of looking and the mindful attention required to notice its fall. In ten minutes, four leaves fall.

Untitled Drawings (2019)
Archival Inkjet Print
14.8 by 21cm
Unique

A mark has no time

    no name

no start

                    no end

      no grids

no understanding of itself

        no expectations

no preoccupation

  no stress

no need for any value

        no subject

        no object

no requirement of grace

Untitled drawings is a series of images of marks left behind in urban spaces.

2016-2018

In August 2013, the National Environment Agency announced plans for the relocation of the urns at Mount Vernon Columbarium to make way for the development of Bidadari Estate. The scarcity of land space in Singapore demands that we manage the use of it. If the urns are not claimed after 3 years, NEA will scatter the ashes at sea.

Round and round I go, up the pagoda, circumambulating. I follow the drops of hardened red wax. 6. I catch up to the sky. 7. I no longer see the roofs. 8. I am above the tree and I see the land below me. The tree whispers to me the promises of the dead. I am space. And all around the ashes of tomorrow.

Even in death we struggle to find space

A soft light reaching (2019)
Archival Inkjet Print
100 by 150cm
Unique

For those whose pain is
constant, there is no way out.
But see there, a light!
Beyond the darkness
beyond the folds of black,
a soft light reaching.

The paintings were created with a single stationary light source and the camera as a moving brush.

a deep black breath (2018)
4mins 39secs
Two Channel Video Installation

So here you stand, on
the edge of a black horizon
not alive, not dead.

A deep black breath explores the memories, visions and the fear of confronting a near-death experience.

Bury me below a mountain (2017)
Archival Inkjet Print
100 by 150cm
Edition of 3

Do not cage me in concrete
for I have not lived.
Bury me below a mountain
so that I may yet.

The Naxi ethnic minority believe in living harmoniously with nature. Following tradition, this relationship can be seen in their burial custom. On Yuan Bao Mountain, overlooking the Lijiang basin, lies a grave site where the Naxi people bury their dead. Scattered along the mountain are many unmarked graves that have plant life growing on and around them. With the passage of time, these unmarked graves eventually return to nature, leaving only traces of its previous existence.

归宿

纳西族与大自然互相依存，和谐相处。这密切的关系从纳西族葬礼的方式就可以看出来。丽江集中了纳西文化的精华，并保留了元宝山上的许多坟墓。在俯视丽江盆地的坟山上，藏匿着许多没有墓碑的坟墓。这些由一堆石头组成的坟墓隐居在坟山上的各个角落里，周围长满野草野花，融入在自然环境当中。随着时间的琢磨，匿名的坟墓也将会逐渐降解，最终回归大自然。

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Void Decks (2017)
Archival Inkjet Print on Baryta Photographique Paper
56 by 84cm
Edition of 2 + 1AP

At mid-day I walk
through a void, in between the
shades of white and black