RACHEL WONG HO YIN
CHIJ Secondary (Toa Payoh)
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2020
Lost in Translation
Watercolour on paper

"Lost in Translation" follows me as I try to piece together my relationship with my grandmother, in a two-part series, guided by illustrated koi fishes in a fantasy world. Growing up with western teachings, I was raised to be sceptical of many things in my Chinese culture. These lessons made me grow distant from my family, slowly drifting away because of our different beliefs.

 

My grandmother passed away earlier this March and left with a final conversation with my mother about what I planned to pursue in the future, and what I was doing currently. To know that I was the last person she chose to talk about before her passing shocked me because of how distant we had become. The journey portrays the loss I experienced as I try to reconnect the dwindled relationship between us, trailing down roads of unknown memories from the photo albums left in her old wooden closet.

0
2020
Lost in Translation
Watercolour on paper

"Lost in Translation" follows me as I try to piece together my relationship with my grandmother, in a two-part series, guided by illustrated koi fishes in a fantasy world. Growing up with western teachings, I was raised to be sceptical of many things in my Chinese culture. These lessons made me grow distant from my family, slowly drifting away because of our different beliefs.

 

My grandmother passed away earlier this March and left with a final conversation with my mother about what I planned to pursue in the future, and what I was doing currently. To know that I was the last person she chose to talk about before her passing shocked me because of how distant we had become. The journey portrays the loss I experienced as I try to reconnect the dwindled relationship between us, trailing down roads of unknown memories from the photo albums left in her old wooden closet.

Alumni 2020 ( SEC )
Lost in Translation 2020 Watercolour on paper

"Lost in Translation" follows me as I try to piece together my relationship with my grandmother, in a two-part series, guided by illustrated koi fishes in a fantasy world. Growing up with western teachings, I was raised to be sceptical of many things in my Chinese culture. These lessons made me grow distant from my family, slowly drifting away because of our different beliefs.

 

My grandmother passed away earlier this March and left with a final conversation with my mother about what I planned to pursue in the future, and what I was doing currently. To know that I was the last person she chose to talk about before her passing shocked me because of how distant we had become. The journey portrays the loss I experienced as I try to reconnect the dwindled relationship between us, trailing down roads of unknown memories from the photo albums left in her old wooden closet.