The Queen of Hearts
Oil on canvas (embellished with gold leaf)
Bluffing is one part of poker strategy that even non-poker players understand. It is an act of deception – meant to make your weak hand look stronger than it is – with the intent of getting your opponent to fold. This work is a portrayal of my identity. The two faces of the poker card illustrate the two sides coexisting within me. The upper face reflects my disposition to display the faultless and golden exterior, However, this is all a pretence. In contrast to the inverted faces below, my inner turmoil is rarely observed.
Air Dry Clay
Inspired by Salvador Dali’s surrealist style and the work of “Drawers of memory”, this work is a surrealist depiction of my inner state. By juxtaposing the ossicones of the giraffe with the fearsome horns of the Taurus bull, this work depicts the different facets of human nature. The voices inside of my head grow stronger day by day and extend themselves in the form of protrusions from my skull. In an attempt to combat inner voices of rebellion, I have to move on with wilful determination, and dare to face whatever lies ahead.
Journey to the West
Acrylic on Paper
Everyone has their childhood comfort food. For me, it is that ball of dough that’s saturated with chicken broth. It takes me back to my childhood and reminds me of being taken care of whenever I was sick. As I grew and moved to Singapore, I explored the folding of other cultures upon familiar ways of life.
This piece exhibits my mental and physical journey, eagerly looking forward into the future, with the eagerness and courage to explore. No matter where I go, I will always bring this map in my heart to remember my roots, and a compass to lead me onward.
She’s So Trashy
Mixed media Fashion Design
Exclusivity, materialism, and shallowness in today’s culture gives rise to policing of class boundaries using derogatory terms like ‘trashy’. Some decidedly use such terms to exert superiority or shame women.
This artwork experiments with recycled materials to portray “trashy” in a literal sense, paired with the shoulderless and above-the-knees cut, perfectly satisfies what some would shame as skimpy. What happens when a woman steps outside the narrow confines that “good girls” are supposed to tread within? What does the use of the word “trashy” to put down someone who wears an expression of art say about the critic?