How should I express the chaos of the spiritual world? How should one deal with the anxiety of the unknown flashing through one’s mind? Perhaps art is a good way. In some ways, my works serve as both a self-mapping tool and an exploration of my deep interior memories.

The shadows cast by the horror stories I heard from my family as a child, as well as the blurred characters in the wandering images of nightmares as I grew up, are all depicted in the images with a rabbit, whose fictional identity exists not only because I was born in the year of the rabbit, one of the twelve signs of the Chinese Zodiac, but also because the rabbit is simply a false mask to conceal its own inner, existential identity. This mask represents a social role, a way of being, and distorts the rabbit’s perception of himself.