Ceramics, found objects
Awakened from dreams, dwelling in wakefulness. Tossing and turning, as if time has frozen. I then started to get familiar with all the landscapes at night. The landscape I see in every sleepless night overlaps infinitely, layer upon layer. The landscapes came to life in the form of a relief, hovering on the window curtains. You clearly understand it is an illusion derailed from reality, but it truly existed, like a residue of white shadow after staring at a strong light.