The Ongoing Practice of Making

Art has always been my way of making sense of the world—a language I speak when words fall short. What you’ll find here is more than just a gallery; it’s a living archive of personal reflection, ancestral memory, and the beauty I find in both chaos and calm. My work bridges digital and traditional mediums, drawing from Taiwanese heritage, ecological reverence, and the surreal intersections between mythology, dreams, and the human condition. I don’t believe in art that exists purely for aesthetics; every brushstroke, texture, and color is intentional, carrying a story, a scar, or a prayer.

You’ll see pieces that span soft temple dreamscapes, political resistance, cosmic wonders, and emotional landscapes. Some series are still growing, while others have lived with me for years. I use what I have, whether it's pigments from the earth or a secondhand tablet—because creation shouldn’t be gated by perfection. You may notice rough edges, recycled materials, or digital works drawn during sleepless nights. That’s part of the truth I choose to show here.

This is art shaped by love, grief, fury, and hope. It’s deeply personal, sometimes messy, often tender—but always honest.

Thank you for being here and walking through these worlds with me.