Writings and Poetry 2018-2023
︎︎︎ -Pure- M_ _ _ER, /objects/ and (…my mother…)
︎︎︎Dance, Sex, Labor, Aesthetics, and Social Positions.
︎︎︎The Discovery of Lost Arts in the 20th Century.
︎︎︎Dance Being the Lost Art in the Eye of Hegel’s Aesthetics.
︎︎︎The Future of Movements in Mind.
︎︎︎Techniques of the Body and Cultural Relation.
︎︎︎The Strength of Bodies Through the Relationship and Rationale of Protesting.
-Pure- M_ _ _ER,
/objects/ and (…my mother…)
This poetry is included as “Text as Performance” in the work:
The Unfamiliar Body
Licking
and watery, blurred color of shads and light.
Textural folds reveal human sound.
Pleasure sound, owl like sound, echoing in heart and mind,
Switching
Switching color and tone
Echoing
In a large room, ghost like
In pain.
Folds, in a different color
Color switching,
Reflective textural folds,
Crying, inhaling in the forest.
Finding something, finding the soul.
In search of life, in search of soul.
Overlaying the sound. (…I see my birth…perhaps no one has been born…)
Inhaling, exhaling, energy, exhaustion.
In search of life, in search of soul
Of origin/real strike of light silver light/
Switching
/a stroke of light with moving shadow/
In the color of silver.
Evil sound in search of life, craving for a life.
Flash back of watery echos, of screaming
Of crying.
-Then at the same time, she was screaming to get out, calling, Annie! Annie! A voice beside hr was saying, But how do you know she will hear us?-
/flashing vertical light/
Switching
Happy
/Balloons/
Happy
Happy bir
Happy birth
Happy birth
Birth
Birthday
Happy birthday
To
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
Me
Happy birthday to
Me
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
Happy birthday to meeeeeeee /Balloons/
/Balloons/
Happy birthday to
Infant crying
Lighting strikes
birth is from the thunder
echos
echos
Happy birthday to me
Iiiiiiiii
/Balloons/
/Party Balloons/
A oh no
A oh me
Eva combination
/Balloons floating empty audience seats/
(…a dramatic birthday, birthday is an ordinary day, not ordinary for mother, should we even celebrate? Celebrate the thunder, the crying, the pain?...I miss my mother, she is not a mother before me…before my birthday…she doesn’t have to be a mother…did she choose my birth?)
Switching light
Blue
Blue /Balloons/ /Balloons/ /Party Balloons/
/Balloons in the sky/
A rainy sky, thunder.
Thunder
Thunder and lightning
The night a life was born.
Colorless birthday
Blue blood.
Switching
Birthday is the start of immortality.
Birthdays celebrate after the death.
-I would like to come back after my death and see—what? Whether my works were kept by humanity. Whether my art is being exhibited fifty, seventy-five, a hundred years from now. So you want to return to earth to google yourself? Yes. Immortality means googling yourself forever.-
Happy birthday
To
me
/Balloons/
Switching
/silver black sculpture/
/Balloons/
/Balloons hanging/
/people watching/
/watching thunder balloons/
Monty
How old am me
(…how old am I… it is how many years my mother lost herself…lost her youth…lost herself being a girl…yes my mother was once a girl herself…)
Happy birthday
Happy
Happy
Happy life
People in the way
Ideas in the way
Concept in the way
Things in the way
Plastic things in the way.
Switching
/walking in the people/
/with balloons/
/handing out balloons/
Switching
In search of colorfulness
In search of expression
Delivering to the people.
/balloons scattering within people/
Ok
Ok
Camera beholding
Documenting
The shouting
The /gift/
Forgot my birthday
(…I used to always make DIY birthday cards for my mother…I stopped doing that after getting old…how old am i… am I old enough to say I am old? My mother is truly old…I was scared to miss her birthday…I will be sad if she forget my birthday… I don’t want my brother to get in our way…but his birthday is on the same day…I didn’t like his birth when I was born for eight years…)
(…cards can be considered as art…)
-Both making life and making art are pouring spirit into form.-
Birthday witness by more people.
A formal documentation of making a birthday.
Giving birth.
Receiving /gift/ decorating /the empty theater with /balloons/ before people comes in to sit on /stage/
-He said that the painting had some of the qualities of art, but that there was something missing, the essential thing, the spark that says more than here.-
An immortalized birthday
An immortalized performance
Seen through multiple screen
Through light
Switching
On and off.
-Bears claim a few people to love and protect, and feel untroubled by their choice; they are turned towards those they can smell and touch.-
A bear like mother
(…my mother is a bear…she gave up…) The thunder / balloons/ colorful gift/cake/ (…for herself…)
Effort of immortalizing
Effortof interpretating if a child love her mother.
Love you
Hey
I love you
I love you
Echos
Switching
I love you
I love you
Love you
Love
(…mother…I…rarely says I love you..)
I LOVE YOU
(…I LOVE YOU…)
Love love
Love you
You.
Life is being loved.
Remembrance is love.
No one owes a mother a whole life.
The world
Being both and.
Mother and child
Good and bad.
-They look at nature from on high, in an abstracted way, and consider the world as if from a distance.-
Love is shared.
/apples/ are shared.
I love it
Drop the gift.
(…a child is aa present to a mother…)
/bananas/
/moving bananas/
/taking care of the people/
/distributing apples/
/distributing bananas/
Sometimes you have to take care of a baby when they are sick
When they are not well
(…I am sick every month before I am old enough…my mother dragged me to hospital…I dragged her from the start of my birthday…my zeroist birthday…)
Capturing the moment
Switching
With tone
Growing inside me
No charge no tax
Where does the glow lands the best
-Held inside a world that would never grow weak-
-And the integrity of its soul guage-
/Big cake lying on black floor/
Black racism
(…yellow racism…my mother came to new York during pandemic…with gloves and mask in the market…to nourish my hungry foreign stomach…she cooked the same dish with different ingredients…she walked home dragging the grocery… a man spitted on her…with racist eyes…with hate…)
-She remembered the way he would wave good-bye to her from his doorstop, and he would not turn around to go back inside until she was halfway up the block, out of the sight of his failing eyesight, and even somewhat past it.-
(…I wish she didn’t come…that cold winter)
/masks/
/balloons/
/apples/
/bananas/
/black cake/
A definition of gift
Distributing cake through screen
(…I wish someone can invent a machine that hand out homemade cake…mother…)
/cherry cake/
/chocolate/
/black paint/
/black/
/yellow/
Switching
/Dollars/
/pins/
Is this name good with you is it ok?
No one ask the person who is been born is the name ok?
/Money/
Money
/Pin/
Pin
Black culture
Yellow pages
/screen/
/collage/
Switching
Colorful screening
A birthday archived performance
/gift/
/ruler/
Mother
I see you
(…my mother would require nothing more than my…)
happ y
Iness
(…and my health…)
I see you
Wellness
/band/
Hard birth
(…it was hard for her to give birth to my brother…)
I got work to do
(…mother got work to do…)
/cake/
/big cake/
/edible cake/
/cake sculpture/
Sweetness dropped on the floor
(…I can’t imagine she will be gone…I know it…but…)
Memory
-Being alive is a problem that cannot be solved with living.-
-Art would never leave us like a father dying.-
Performance of a mother would never leave like a mother leaving you
Go down
Leave
/time/
Mum
Mother
Mummy
Ma
(…妈ma妈ma…)
I love you.
Textural folds reveal human sound.
Pleasure sound, owl like sound, echoing in heart and mind,
Switching
Switching color and tone
Echoing
In a large room, ghost like
In pain.
Folds, in a different color
Color switching,
Reflective textural folds,
Crying, inhaling in the forest.
Finding something, finding the soul.
In search of life, in search of soul.
Overlaying the sound. (…I see my birth…perhaps no one has been born…)
Inhaling, exhaling, energy, exhaustion.
In search of life, in search of soul
Of origin/real strike of light silver light/
Switching
/a stroke of light with moving shadow/
In the color of silver.
Evil sound in search of life, craving for a life.
Flash back of watery echos, of screaming
Of crying.
-Then at the same time, she was screaming to get out, calling, Annie! Annie! A voice beside hr was saying, But how do you know she will hear us?-
/flashing vertical light/
Switching
Happy
/Balloons/
Happy
Happy bir
Happy birth
Happy birth
Birth
Birthday
Happy birthday
To
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
Me
Happy birthday to
Me
/Balloons/
/Balloons/
Happy birthday to meeeeeeee /Balloons/
/Balloons/
Happy birthday to
Infant crying
Lighting strikes
birth is from the thunder
echos
echos
Happy birthday to me
Iiiiiiiii
/Balloons/
/Party Balloons/
A oh no
A oh me
Eva combination
/Balloons floating empty audience seats/
(…a dramatic birthday, birthday is an ordinary day, not ordinary for mother, should we even celebrate? Celebrate the thunder, the crying, the pain?...I miss my mother, she is not a mother before me…before my birthday…she doesn’t have to be a mother…did she choose my birth?)
Switching light
Blue
Blue /Balloons/ /Balloons/ /Party Balloons/
/Balloons in the sky/
A rainy sky, thunder.
Thunder
Thunder and lightning
The night a life was born.
Colorless birthday
Blue blood.
Switching
Birthday is the start of immortality.
Birthdays celebrate after the death.
-I would like to come back after my death and see—what? Whether my works were kept by humanity. Whether my art is being exhibited fifty, seventy-five, a hundred years from now. So you want to return to earth to google yourself? Yes. Immortality means googling yourself forever.-
Happy birthday
To
me
/Balloons/
Switching
/silver black sculpture/
/Balloons/
/Balloons hanging/
/people watching/
/watching thunder balloons/
Monty
How old am me
(…how old am I… it is how many years my mother lost herself…lost her youth…lost herself being a girl…yes my mother was once a girl herself…)
Happy birthday
Happy
Happy
Happy life
People in the way
Ideas in the way
Concept in the way
Things in the way
Plastic things in the way.
Switching
/walking in the people/
/with balloons/
/handing out balloons/
Switching
In search of colorfulness
In search of expression
Delivering to the people.
/balloons scattering within people/
Ok
Ok
Camera beholding
Documenting
The shouting
The /gift/
Forgot my birthday
(…I used to always make DIY birthday cards for my mother…I stopped doing that after getting old…how old am i… am I old enough to say I am old? My mother is truly old…I was scared to miss her birthday…I will be sad if she forget my birthday… I don’t want my brother to get in our way…but his birthday is on the same day…I didn’t like his birth when I was born for eight years…)
(…cards can be considered as art…)
-Both making life and making art are pouring spirit into form.-
Birthday witness by more people.
A formal documentation of making a birthday.
Giving birth.
Receiving /gift/ decorating /the empty theater with /balloons/ before people comes in to sit on /stage/
-He said that the painting had some of the qualities of art, but that there was something missing, the essential thing, the spark that says more than here.-
An immortalized birthday
An immortalized performance
Seen through multiple screen
Through light
Switching
On and off.
-Bears claim a few people to love and protect, and feel untroubled by their choice; they are turned towards those they can smell and touch.-
A bear like mother
(…my mother is a bear…she gave up…) The thunder / balloons/ colorful gift/cake/ (…for herself…)
Effort of immortalizing
Effortof interpretating if a child love her mother.
Love you
Hey
I love you
I love you
Echos
Switching
I love you
I love you
Love you
Love
(…mother…I…rarely says I love you..)
I LOVE YOU
(…I LOVE YOU…)
Love love
Love you
You.
Life is being loved.
Remembrance is love.
No one owes a mother a whole life.
The world
Being both and.
Mother and child
Good and bad.
-They look at nature from on high, in an abstracted way, and consider the world as if from a distance.-
Love is shared.
/apples/ are shared.
I love it
Drop the gift.
(…a child is aa present to a mother…)
/bananas/
/moving bananas/
/taking care of the people/
/distributing apples/
/distributing bananas/
Sometimes you have to take care of a baby when they are sick
When they are not well
(…I am sick every month before I am old enough…my mother dragged me to hospital…I dragged her from the start of my birthday…my zeroist birthday…)
Capturing the moment
Switching
With tone
Growing inside me
No charge no tax
Where does the glow lands the best
-Held inside a world that would never grow weak-
-And the integrity of its soul guage-
/Big cake lying on black floor/
Black racism
(…yellow racism…my mother came to new York during pandemic…with gloves and mask in the market…to nourish my hungry foreign stomach…she cooked the same dish with different ingredients…she walked home dragging the grocery… a man spitted on her…with racist eyes…with hate…)
-She remembered the way he would wave good-bye to her from his doorstop, and he would not turn around to go back inside until she was halfway up the block, out of the sight of his failing eyesight, and even somewhat past it.-
(…I wish she didn’t come…that cold winter)
/masks/
/balloons/
/apples/
/bananas/
/black cake/
A definition of gift
Distributing cake through screen
(…I wish someone can invent a machine that hand out homemade cake…mother…)
/cherry cake/
/chocolate/
/black paint/
/black/
/yellow/
Switching
/Dollars/
/pins/
Is this name good with you is it ok?
No one ask the person who is been born is the name ok?
/Money/
Money
/Pin/
Pin
Black culture
Yellow pages
/screen/
/collage/
Switching
Colorful screening
A birthday archived performance
/gift/
/ruler/
Mother
I see you
(…my mother would require nothing more than my…)
happ y
Iness
(…and my health…)
I see you
Wellness
/band/
Hard birth
(…it was hard for her to give birth to my brother…)
I got work to do
(…mother got work to do…)
/cake/
/big cake/
/edible cake/
/cake sculpture/
Sweetness dropped on the floor
(…I can’t imagine she will be gone…I know it…but…)
Memory
-Being alive is a problem that cannot be solved with living.-
-Art would never leave us like a father dying.-
Performance of a mother would never leave like a mother leaving you
Go down
Leave
/time/
Mum
Mother
Mummy
Ma
(…妈ma妈ma…)
I love you.