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My self portrait work is an exploration of quiet confidence and calm, moments of deep thinking and reflection, and most importantly a weekly practice to improve my photography. I’ve been pairing my self portraits with poems that I love. Poetry creates space for empathy, helps us to see our common humanity. Poetry has also offered me an opportunity to stay in and reflect on and heal from memories of painful experiences. I’m growing as a photographer and post pandemic when it’s more possible to photograph others, I hope to continue with self portraits as an exercise in self exploration, an exploration of my secrets if you will.
On February 2020 I met someone special. I met E. Since then we haven't seen each other again in flesh and bone. That time we spent less than 24 hours together during one weekend… after that we said each other goodbye. Blame me… I fell in love with THEM and the pandemic came. I had never fallen in love with a non binary person.For the next 6 months we shared affection from the distance (2204.5 MILES exactly). Our laughter became digital, kisses never touched skin again but a screen, and gin drinks were always there to celebrate we met each other (although only for 24 hours).COVID-19 quarantine grew as a “queerantine" with my special handsome E. Since the world entered into this dark void LOVE must become precious. Quarantine times must be transformed into QUEERTIMES 🌈.GIN GIRL began as a long distance birthday present for THEM (who believes I’m a poet). In April 2020 I sent this poem from my home in Mexico to THEIR email in a foreign country. When we first met, THEY told me “you’re going to publish one of your poems this year, I can sense it”... What you will read is a declaration of my love… for THEM.The gin was the protagonist in each one of our long distance dates. The gin was there to celebrate we met each other in the “real” world. The gin was also there when I had to force myself to forget E.Yup… I’m heartbroken (again) but as I told E in our last videocall last year “maybe I could transform the love I feel for you to share it with others, and maybe one of them will decide to choose love after reading our story”.🌈🌈🌈GIN GIRL🌈🌈🌈 is about love in these ‘queer' times... I choose love above all and I hope to inspire you reader to choose it also.E and me haven’t seen each other since that last goodbye which felt more like an 'open parenthesis' type of goodbye… I don’t know if we’ll see each other again.During that “queerantine" I took 400 screenshotsto remember E’s face and not forget our story.(I'd be honored if you're also interested in publishing GIN GIRL poem)
It has been a secret party, hosted under the cover of Covid recommendations not to meet other people. All participants for one reason or another have agreed to be part of this, allowing each other to enjoy the experience of the social dance at the New Year's Eve during what was the strangest year of our lives.
Possibilities. They say they are endless, but are they really?
Well, here is my answer to your question:
Possibilities are endless until you come across a tarot reader.
As seen in my photo, he's holding our possibilities, just to create a future story about us. Of course, it's up to us to believe it or not. But even we don't believe him, his words will plant some little hopes for our future. They will stick in our mind until our vague possibilities get real.
One of the most wanderlust moments I had was in 2019. I graduated from college and got an incredible trip to Paris as a gift from my grandfather, how incredible is that. I have wanted to go to Paris since I could dream of traveling around the world so paris was on my bucket list. I remember on my trip to Paris I was crossing a bridge on the way to the Musée d'Orsay and I looked out and I saw the incredible view of Paris. I had been in college for four years no break but this trip changed my life, it made me almost become a free bird. I remember looking at the view in front of me and tearing up because it was incredible or as the French say incroyable. This trip just showed me the true love for travel and art (fitting I know for the city of love) that I suppressed because of expectations that were put upon me and I let go of that on this trip. It was a once in a lifetime moment that changed my life forever. Merci beaucoup Paris je ne t'oublierai jamais et les beaux moments que tu m'as donné.
I am a Chinese-born artist specializing in figurative sculpture with realism. My art prominently features the theme of people’s daily life in a narrative way. In my sculptures, I try to express my love for life and my faith in humanity through conveying the interest and vitality of people's daily life in a humorous and realistic language. I consider myself a storyteller, solidifying an ongoing segment of the story scene into tableaux and inserting corresponding interest and thinking into it. By putting “people” under my spotlight, I focus on the shaping of each character’s personality and details. Each scene in the work is a stage, and each character has his own audiences and the world.I received my BFA degree from the China Academy of Art upon completion of a five-year study of sculpture and obtained my MFA degree from New York Academy of Art in 2016. My creation is influenced by Honore Daumier, Raymond Mason, and Robert Taplin.
I have a fascination with insects and buildings and my work explores the amalgamation of biodiversity and urban landscapes. I was trained as a printmaker so my work often incorporates elements of printed material as well as painting and collage.
Synchronicity and chess. A series of 3 digital art pieces; "Hide and seek", "The play field", and "Checkmate". Life is like chess, events happen at the same time to result in outcomes we may or may not have foreseen. It is our journey in life, synchronized moves. Will you checkmate it before you get checkmated?
These images are part of a series called, "Cages" produced during the covid-19 pandemic, where I dived my childhood archive to explore the dichotomy of my home as a place that both protects but also isolates, that safekeeps but also traps. As an only child, I've lived a sheltered, over-protected life, which has derived in me being an introspective, lonely adult. I wanted to discover what visual symbols hid in the photographs of my childhood that revealed this narrative, when acts of care in wanting to protect, can also restrict. A home is a safe place from any dangerous forces on the outside, but it cages you within, only letting you experience the world from afar.
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