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For me, making art is a way of tracing my life, healing my soul and searching my identity. It’s a personal and poetic process. My work is essentially autobiographical, emerging from my experience, my dreams, my imagination, and my unconscious. Images of women’s objects such as hairbrushes, earrings, dresses, laces, and lipsticks frequently recur in my work intermingled with the images of haired fruits and thorn plants. They are metaphors of haunted memory, faded hopes, fragmented dreams, shameless desire, painful wishes, and, ultimately, female identity that strike me as beautiful and grotesque at the same time. As my secret garden in my work blossoms, my spirit grows. As haunting shoes turn to paper dreams, my secret comes to light. |
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