lights and echos

My biggest spoon yet. Cannot hear the ocean with it though.




Sound. thread, beeswax, paper & wire, 29.5 x 13 x 6 cm




Lights dancing into the night. Sisters secretly giggling over the brothers' echo laughing. Can't wait to be home with loved ones.

a void

Void. thread on paper, 3.5 x 7 cm

Part of the ongoing Little Undies series that I have started back in 2009. Found some new ones that I had forgotten about...

Boyshorts. fabric & thread on paper, 3.7 x 5.5 cm


Sunshine. fabric & thread on paper, 5 x 6.5 cm


Hot Hot. plastic & thread on paper, 6.5 x 10 cm

There is a lot of fumbling around in the studio as I try to pick up where I had left off. It's like trying to piece together different selves from before and now, and the edges are not quite fitting.

These underwear pieces are like little sketches, circling around the theme of being a woman, a girl, something innocent, possibly sexy, naughty, taboo-ish. I think I can jump right in. Only thing is it feels like such an incredible indulgence to be sitting around making these things when there is so much wrong going on in the world.

joy

a cleansing

goodbye fears
goodbye time
goodbye waiting


beeswax, thread, paper & wire
34.5 x 16.5 x 3.5 cm

wounded

It's not really as fleshy and creepy-looking as above. More like this here:




scar, wounded series, wax, string, paper & wire, 13 x 2.8 cm

I made it last week. It's a new addition to the spoon series i thought i was done with last November:



It feels like i have only touched on the surface of what i want to explore. There should be hundreds more.

blood sisters

This is for you, ding dong.

seeds and lace

happy new year! rabbit rabbit.

happy mess

Gosh where to begin...much has happened these past few months. My little uncle's baby was just born a couple of weeks ago. She is the sweetest thing, so tiny and precious in my arms. She also got these oddly long but very cute finger toes. I can't wait to see you again, little Tienna!

What else? Ba is not grumpy with me anymore, happy that John is officially family now. The other day Ting and Francis bonded over being the black sheep of the family. Ma and me able to talk things out no matter what. Sadly, not always the case with some friends though...

But oh yay! i got to meet Marjojo (Marion Michell) for the very first time in person when John and i took a trip to London this past September. So lucky in this lifetime i can get to know and be friends with my favorite artist in the world. Speaking of world, I want the whole world to know that Tate Modern Museum following our visit to Marion Michell's studio was such a disappointment. There was nothing i could remember that was remotely comparable to Marjojo's work. Seriously.

Coming back from the experience in London, i feel transformed, aware of myself changing and growing as a person, and in particularly as an artist. It's a feeling that makes you breathe deeper, stand taller, and unafraid to seek what you want. Thank you, David & Erica, for being there so we could make this trip.


Some studio updates: completed a new series of spoons, making progress with a couple of paintings, still wrapping those broken pieces of eggshell, and dipping all sorts of things in hot beeswax.

I am really loving how the dried fruits and leaves turned out after being covered in waxed. They seemed better protected now from the elements of decaying without being changed too much at all.


art art art

felted

some ups and downs. spending vday and lunar new year alone right now. the studio feels empty and abandoned. tomorrow we will go home and be with family. i'll start again and see where this takes me...

undies

sewn on paper, not bigger than my palm, works in progress

holding them to the light:

woman, weeping

string over paper and wire, 166 x 5.5 cm




my pale weeping spoon

my paper underwear

paper and thread, 5 cm red stitched across

Have been making some paper experiments, sketches. This is one of them, made two Saturdays ago. A rough sketch, carelessly torn and sewn together, rather crappy looking. I don't know why i like it so much. Hung it by the window like it is magically suspended in the air! I like looking at it like that. Want to make more paper underwear and prints.

A print made the following day. Five Dirty Panties below:

thread and chine colle, about 3.5 cm each little panties, work in progress

I need to work on it some more. maybe some pencil drawing on top.

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To Carolina: red red prayers for finding dear *Pepe*
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a love story

waxed thread through paper over wire, 22.5 x 3 cm together







Yesterday John ate and ate the horrible beef that i cooked up, along with the burnt piece of cake that i baked not from scratch; and i endured his endless one-sided discussion on Superman the first movie that i -almost- could care less about watching but watched anyway...

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I wish that when i was younger, i could have known, understood, that no matter how annoyed or angry they got with one another, my parents would never leave each other.

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Today i started making a bigger than life size spoon. I've also been collecting eggshells and drying baby gourds. Summertime my big bowl of dried grapefruit and orange skins got infested by moth worms and i am left with only a few unharmed pieces. Things decay but i have to remember not to let them collect dust.

It feels strange but good to be back here...Thank You to all who still took the time to say hello and stayed with me even while i was away...

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I've started with the idea of making a 'his and hers' spoon set, then switched to 'his and his' after 'hers' did not seem to fit. It felt gimmicky and i quit forcing it. I got thinking about other things.

Right now still having trouble deciding how to post these individually. How much to tell and how much to keep to myself...? They are almost too personal but that is not what i want them to be about.

these promises

more later...