Self-Swallowing
(2012 / Microphone pen、Work clothes、7m x 9m canvas)
Fulfilled with ink and sweat, the mind and the body began losing control, stepping on the borderline of reality; the body filled up the blanks with soreness of days, but mistook itself light as a feather. The body was lost and exhausted and, back from dreams again.Day by day by week by month, repeatedly numbing the body kicked the mind out, and the body, failed.Restoring myself in the maternal body---the origin, I fulfilled the blanks again, and rebooted myself, without politics, emergencies, time, slip-bys, and "without" itself.
Only, continously discharging myself can find a room for me.
食我
(2012 / 麥克筆、工作服、7m x 9m 廣告帆布)
墨水與汗水揮發佈滿空間,精神與肉體開始失控,而進入醒與夢的邊緣,肉體於多日勞累早已酸痛又或錯覺得通體舒暢於空白填空,於身體失身又健身又得以復身。再一日一日一周一月對於重複對於麻木,精神因太多的跟不上而使肉體失格我把自身再度回歸母體,即原點。即空白再度填滿,自身重新開機,沒有國家大事,沒有要緊,沒有時間,沒有錯過,沒有 『沒』這件事情。
只有不斷的一一把自己抵消,我才可得於其所。
(2012 / Microphone pen、Work clothes、7m x 9m canvas)
Fulfilled with ink and sweat, the mind and the body began losing control, stepping on the borderline of reality; the body filled up the blanks with soreness of days, but mistook itself light as a feather. The body was lost and exhausted and, back from dreams again.Day by day by week by month, repeatedly numbing the body kicked the mind out, and the body, failed.Restoring myself in the maternal body---the origin, I fulfilled the blanks again, and rebooted myself, without politics, emergencies, time, slip-bys, and "without" itself.
Only, continously discharging myself can find a room for me.
食我
(2012 / 麥克筆、工作服、7m x 9m 廣告帆布)
墨水與汗水揮發佈滿空間,精神與肉體開始失控,而進入醒與夢的邊緣,肉體於多日勞累早已酸痛又或錯覺得通體舒暢於空白填空,於身體失身又健身又得以復身。再一日一日一周一月對於重複對於麻木,精神因太多的跟不上而使肉體失格我把自身再度回歸母體,即原點。即空白再度填滿,自身重新開機,沒有國家大事,沒有要緊,沒有時間,沒有錯過,沒有 『沒』這件事情。
只有不斷的一一把自己抵消,我才可得於其所。