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简介
          Apart_A Part
          The Strand Playhouse
          Pink Commune
          Hydro[Commons]
          Cycles, Death and in-between
          Cycles Death, and  Afterlife

              Fabric casting
              A luminere
              A Stairs to...
              3 Tarot Cards
            As Above, So Below
            The upright souls,
            no need to rise on our voyage home.
             Curation Competition at EAM Museum
            Exhibition Design
            Group Work



            Upright walking represents a significant milestone in human evolution. Despite millions of years, humanity continues to stride with confi-dence. From the moment we assumed an upright stance, the dawn ap-peared outside our caves, and other creatures remained in the obscurity of darkness, perceived as uncivilized. This newfound posture liberated our hands, allowing us to construct insurmountable barriers and build ladders to the skies, propelling humanity to heights far beyond our physical limitations.

            From the oceans to the land, and subsequently to the cosmos, human-ity extends upwards, driven by an indomitable will along the vertical axis. We have conquered domains of both animate and inanimate en-tities in the pursuit of resources, knowledge, and power. Such utilitar-ian endeavors are often justified by the principles of Darwinism. By standing upright, we anchor ourselves in a world calibrated by our own scales, continuously reinforcing and solidifying our subjectivity.

            Simultaneously, the human body endures the pressure and cost of bi-pedalism. This raises a fundamental question: what is the ultimate end-point of this relentless evolutionary process?

            This exhibition seeks to explore the potential existence and cognition of post-humans in the future, envisioning a departure from upright-ness. It proposes a release of control over our bodies and environ-ments, advocating for a return to a non-functional, horizontal state.

            The concept of “Panta rhei” (everything flows) suggests that regard-less of how often we step into it, we cannot remain static in the same river. The persistence of standing upright may be seen as either a proud defiance or a futile endeavor beyond our capacities. By flowing horizontally with the river, we eliminate the notion of the Other that we once looked down upon, and our breaths become more gentle. Through mutual respect and introspective observation, the distinction between forward and backward, beginning and end, becomes merely a matter of perspective.

            The spatial narrative of the exhibition follows a spiral trajectory ascending through the stag-es of human evolution. Yet, at each turn, we revisit the origins of human and civilizational development, initiating a return voyage parallel to the horizon. This journey homeward, back to the cave and into the uncharted, is not a regression or a reversal of evolution but rather a return to the inception of life, guiding us towards the future. Along this path, art engages with the monumental constructs of our world in ostensibly futile ways. As bricks, stones, and sediment coalesce into harbors through which life transiently passes, we recognize that rising to resist the weight of our bodies and ossified thoughts is unnecessary. Instead, by adopting a horizontal orientation, we embrace the notion of dwelling in a state of perpetual roaming.
            As we weigh anchor and embark on our homeward voyage, we contemplate our existence in the vast oceans and cosmos, or find solace in the womb and cave. These distant reflections highlight the interconnectedness of existence here, there, and everywhere.









            ticket design
            poster design 





            The waters of the world will meet again,
            the Arctic Ocean and the Nile will mingle in wet clouds.
            This ancient and beautiful metaphor
            makes this moment sacred,
            and even if we roam,
            every road will take us home.

            Hermann Hesse, Klingsor’s Last Summer


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