Contradiction, 2024

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27 in x 16 in x 9 in

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Wood, Plaster, Wax, Incense

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A solidified memory of leaves from my grandfather’s garden plants that I never saw bloom.

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A burnt wooden sculpture. The strong odour of charred wood and incense smoke recreate the uncomfortable childhood memory of giving monthly prayers to 208 Bodhisattva temples. A simple plating of half-eaten fruit spurs flashbacks to my parents’ conventional apology. Despite these memories being far from pleasant, they are still cherished because they will never happen again.