My Creative Practice
I work in a deliberately slow and circuitous way. It is as if I am walking bare-feet on a stone-strewn river and I am feeling the way with my naked feet, with only the stones underneath to guide me. The moulding and treatment of the paper, yarns and fabric are ways of intuitively feeling through what can or may be possible. This process of emergence is somehow key to unlocking something inside of me to manifest through my hands in the act of making.
Like many other people, modernity has made existing a lot easier. However, living with oneself and with others is a different matter. Somehow, I find solace in being alone, with just my thoughts, my dreams and my day-dreaming, wandering mind. The act of making something indefinable, with its meanderings, dissipates my anxiety, self-consciousness and restlessness. Through my practice, I have found a way to settle my mind and my heart. And when luck is with me, I push through with something evocative, time-bound and true. I share some of these here in my little corner of the vast digital web. However, I long for a day when sharing art is much purer and more tangible. There is no substitute for the warm embrace of human communing. Often, I do get these opportunities in group exhibits. I also share them here. I do hope some of these works have made a resonance somehow. Thank your for visiting.
