Theme: Daily Life
no. 1: my grandmother's flowers
This is based off a photo I took while my mom was gardening. She is repotting a few bulbs of amaryllises descended from the original amaryllis my grandmother gave to us when she visited ten years ago. This piece falls under heart because of two reasons: my love of gardening and this style. It's interesting how I can achieve a less realistic style because the values are pre-set because of the markers I use.
no. 2: making dumplings
I took photos while my mom was making dinner and compiled them into an infographic-style illustration of the process. My favorite part of this is the text in both languages for each step. My least favorite is the sides of the paper itself. One side has a very nice deckle edge and the other side is smooth because I used an already cut piece of paper. Because of bad planning I didn't leave enough space to purposely deckle the other side. This falls under heart because I also enjoy cooking and some of my previous play pages are "processes." It reads kind of like a recipe book because of this but I like the little mini drawings.
no. 1: " 17 years"
17 years is a hanging sculpture consisting of found objects and old photographs of my parents. They span 17 years, from when my dad was 16 years old to when my mom was 32 years old. It documents change through each of my parents (my dad the first slide, my mom the second, and both of them the third) and their changing appearances. The photos are arranged, for each slide, roughly chronologically from top to bottom. There are also objects which act as anchors in time. On the first slide, the letter is between my dad and my grandfather in China, announcing my birth. On the third slide, it is my parents' wedding bands and Japanese phone cards from when they lived in Japan. Their appearances change, partially due to time, partially due to the changes in the technology used to document these moments in time. These photographs span 17 years and countless crucial moments in their lives: leaving China, graduating high school and college, their marriage, my birth.
no. 2: "haircut"
"haircut" is a pen and ink drawing. It's a self-portrait in which I am cutting my hair. It's a change I've been contemplating for a while but that I fear. It's an irreversible change, and the permanence of a haircut keeps me from doing it. I am cutting my own hair and facing myself in the mirror, as if I am actively choosing to accept change.