Unheard

Medium Woodcut , Mix media , Stop motion (dragonframe) and wood piece rubbing with pencil and graphite

Size Variable

Year 2021

I am always scared when I wake up in the morning. I think I might be missing a lot of things like someone at the door, knocking a long time, someone who I need in my life, that will give up and move on. Throwing my parcel, someone calling my phone for an urgent message, the imagined life that my silent world has kept me from, someone on the roof, sometimes cloud thunderstorm, I feel that I am alive or dead by accident or an earthquake. I have no warning and am caught in the bliss of my sleep, as a tidal wave drowns me as my house slowly falls around me, the hearing ones run to the middle of the street for safety. My mind is always restless and has to be alive in this world. Sometimes I am afraid that if being in an accident, in a car, truck by a bus or a taxi. I will not have that second of realization or warning that a hearing person has. There is a part of me that feels I will be blind-sided in my meeting with death, I will not hear death whisper in my ear “it is time”.

I created installations in the outside space and inside space in my previous work. After learning animation, I’ve created miniature objects with woodcut print and monoprint. I hang on the wall miniature work and projector on the frame, looping.

This new work is an interesting extension of my practice, and I hope I can continue weaving these tableaus together whether in sculpture printmaking, moving images, or in combination.

What I think is important is to share my visual voice as a significant perception of experience, and not one that is less than someone with all of their senses.