You Can't Tell, But It's A Love Story
Surrounded by endless construction sites and planned obsolescence, where solid and tough structures, reflective surfaces and geometric shapes are its appearances, I seek to test the tension between the humble and discarded objects with sympathy.
The gesture of modifying mass-produced industrial materials by implementing clear human creations of handicraft tends to show the tension rather than embellish it.
Given the restriction of keeping the exit door area clear, this site-specific installation is assembled by pieces that respond to the window where the greenery outside, the yellow gas pipes, the cracked walls, the corners with spider webs, the uneven floor and the forever-floating dust in the space are revealed.
P.S. Sunlight from 2pm-5pm adds another layer to experiencing the work.