The physical outward world is more and more complicated and chaotic. In such a ridiculous age shaped by plastic values, lots of things that are profound and noble are becoming doubtful.
I’m trying to use my own way to reorganize this age in my eyes. I’m dancing with the music of the times exaggeratedly and ludicrously, even a little artificial. But, that is our irresistible fate.
All that is just the plastic feeling surface. During the process of building up the work, what supports me is still the self-thinking and inspections towards the human being as an individual.
My work is my inner world. The moments in my works really have been existed in my fantasy. Sometimes I painted them one day before shooting. I painted so quickly even surprised myself sometimes. They are so clear in my mind that every detail exists there.
I'd love to imagine and thinking all the day. I believe that I have a complete world inside my heart. With my 30 years growing, this world is being constructed more and more complicated. What I'm doing is to turn the images of this world into reality, that's all.