as eyes blink, missiles fall 2024 video installation
In medieval beliefs, the eye was considered a powerful weapon that could kill with looks. In the modern
warfare, the battlefield has been compressed into clairvoyant screens: the gunner kills through looking
at monitors, and we witness it unfold on televisions or phones. At the moment the button is pressed,
fear and pain are filtered out, and death, destruction, and displacement are turned into digit(al)s.
Today the eye is still a weapon—it targets, gazes, and fires. Blinking—the most ordinary physiological
action—has become the metronome of violence.
In this work, modern warfare are parallelly layered with vision correction. The familiar hot air balloon1
or red house in the autorefractor is replaced by the images from an Apache helicopter's gun cam—both are
governed by the cold, precise and cruel logic of technology. Through sophisticated apparatus and
systems, targets are focused. As eyes blink, missiles fall, and as you see, things are gently
corrected—or violently rewritten.
Borrowing the name from a childhood game, “hiding” and “seeking” occur simultaneously in the
seven-channel video installation Hide and Seek - those slits within the urban fabric become secluded
private plots, hiding/seeking one’s own secrets from the outside world. From then on, the osmosis
between private and public, interior and exterior, fiction and reality illuminates new potentials for
static urbanism.
During the 19th century European smallpox pandemics, it was recorded that there was an old woman who
always kept a dried toad in her pocket as an anti-putrefaction amulet. Hide and Seek is my own pocket
talisman of sorts, a protective charm against stagnation.
In this work, the balloon and fireworks shape each other, interlacing multiple personal memories and
news events -
as China tightens the regulations on fireworks, vendors started selling clusters of red balloons, which
could mimic the sound of firecrackers when the balloons exploded in rapid succession1;
for years, South Koreans have launched propaganda balloons across the Korean Demilitarized Zone, with
anti-Kim regime leaflets attached2;
in my hometown Xiamen, there is always a gigantic tethered helium balloon floating overhead in the
sky3;
at the beginning of last year, a Chinese high attitude balloon flew across U.S. and Canadian airspace,
sparking diplomatic rows4.
Balloons can gently traverse fences, regulations, and gravity, capturing the landscape, state secrets,
and the smiling faces of children. The sounds of gunfire, explosions, bursting balloons, and blooming
fireworks interweave at this moment, mirroring one another.
uh-oh! Po watered a chair mould 2023 video installation
In the popular British children's series "Teletubbies," everything is plushified and magicalized.
Rudimentary special effects, counterintuitive scenarios, and magical objects propel the Teletubbies'
whimsical adventures. The character Po has a magical watering can1 that can instantaneously grow anything - flowers2, balls, bags, living or
not.
I borrow Po's can but present a motif antithetical to the Teletubbies' adorable realm: one of
modernity's darkest magics - objects infinitely replicate through industrial assembly lines. The
ubiquitous Monobloc chair3 perfectly symbolizes such industrial reproduction, able to be
mass-produced inexpensively and proliferating globally like wildflowers. Yet this time, instead of
molten plastic filling the Monobloc molds, it is nurturing water from Po's can that make the Monobloc
chair magically appear, subverting the manufacturing process into an act of spontaneous generation.
The magical windmill spinning, Po’s can watering, Uh-Oh! Monobloc chair mysteriously appears. Miracles
once only existed in mythology or magic shows has become low hanging fruits.
「天线宝宝」这一伴随 Z 世代成长的英国流行文化产品充斥着荒诞和天真,在宝宝乐园
(Teletubbyland),一切事物都被毛绒化和魔法化,而生物和物品的界限变得模糊——天线宝宝是拟人化的电视机,抑或拟物化的幼儿,太阳是一张婴儿的笑脸,吸尘器拥有意识、名字和眼睛。
we weaved a method of deciphering the
world 2023 graph paper, micro
pen 25×17 cm
Just as the maze builders point at the ground with wands, casting a spell “right here,” I point at
grid paper with wand, saying “right here.” While traditional mazes can be constructed with varied
materials— stones, turf, or shrubbery— I choose to superimpose lines upon grid paper. These lines,
integral to the maze's design, meld seamlessly with the grid's own, blurring the distinction between
labyrinthine paths and paper substrate, mirroring the inherent enigma of mazes. The interplay of lines,
repeatedly interwoven, juxtaposes chaos with order, concealing within visual tumult a meticulous
structure. Collectively, they weaving a method of deciphering the world.
A hammer failed at hammering a rock; a peeler failed at peeling an apple; a magnifier failed at
magnifying a book. Ordinarily, tools are made to solve specific problems, but in the series titled
“Untooled Tools,” the tools are rendered dysfunctional, and become problems themselves. The mundane acts
that we are so familiar with are silently performed, yet without any actual effects. When the virtuality
converges with the actuality, a strong feeling of glitch is invoked, as if observing the world through a
pane of frosted glass, resembling a dream-like experience—being immersed yet unable to participate. The
tools are no longer passive, predictable entities but actively construct a new reality, and the glitches
are no longer obstacles but become a medium unto themselves.
During 31‘s practice, 31 have intended to immerse herself in the fabric of modern life and tease out
the subtle interplay between everyday and politics. Starting from the most ordinary objects—a
monobloc chair, a peeler, a hammer, or a balloon, and employing magical visual techniques—effects,
filters, and layers, dream-like experiences have been fabricated. Simultaneously, those abstract and
serious political narratives—history, government chambers, or capitalist production lines—are
untangled and rendered into pieces and moments of fairy tales. These “naive” allegorical image
narratives cast a soft-focus flare on our reality, unravelling the political undercurrents nestled
within our ordinary daily moments, and, ultimately, becoming tiny yet firm occasions for us to
renovate the everydayness we live by.