The Old House
I photographed this series in my grandmother’s home. It is inspired by my relationship with both my grandmother and my parents. My grandmother’s home has been my refuge since I was very young. The red light provides an air of nostalgia and warmth to the photos. The house and I are both split between two worlds. It belongs to the old generation, but it has to fit itself in current times. I must navigate between what my parents want for me and what I want for myself.
This photo was taken by my father.
This photo was taken by my mother.
These are photographs of an installation I created on a found sink in my neighborhood. When I found the sink it had the potential to be its own world. It reminded me of my childhood, when anything had the potential to be a landscape for my imagination. Items in the installation are my childhood toys. I used a fuzzy perspective to show the distance between the past and the present, and the distance between imagination and reality. I took photos of my final works from different perspectives, trying to show that my childhood was a complicated model filled with lovely fantasy in cold reality.
2016 was the first time that I have seen this hand washing sink. It was thrown in a fitment and was placed on grass.
This sink has brought my mind out of the reality and I get happiness as a consequence of this imagination. It reminds me of my childhood, when I dreamed to became an artist.
