Friends

I can see myself in Harmeet; I bet he can too.

Chelsea Gallery District

I haven't left Peddie for a while and ,most certainly, I haven't entered a city for a while. Our art trip to the Chelsea Gallery District wasn't just about the art work galleries, but also the idea of going into a city and associating myself with the busy world once again. Although I left much curiosity in numerous interesting galleries such as the room that was portrayed as a inner human body and the abstract painting of snakes, I payed a lot of my attention exploring the outside world. I felt people passing by me; I heard cars swifting pass me; I heard people exchanging words. I wanted to capture my curiosity, and to recreate this feeling through images. Overall, a fantastic art trip.

GRIPPED BY FEAR

I suffer from a recurring nightmare, which with even my best efforts, I am unable to escape from. I was the victim, but now I hunt. I am obsessed with finding who or what is plaguing my peaceful sleep.

Trash

This sculpture relates to me in many ways. The sense of power and energy installed in the compacted trash ball indicate my own personality. Although I am usually certain about my desires and who I am, the plastic bottles that are painted gold also create an illusion that additionally illustrate the side of me that is still unknown. The plastic material and the golden paint justify the contrary, and ultimately my naïve self. 

MASK