THE DOOR THAT CAN’T CLOSE
Mixed Media, paint, clay, resin, illustration
Fri Jul 19 2025&2022
During my years of studying abroad, I often dreamt of home. In these dreams, there was always a door—broken, uncloseable. Just as danger approached, the door would fail. This recurring image reflects not only my longing for home, but also a deeper anxiety surrounding safety, protection, and the loss of control.
The fragile, distorted structure in this sculpture represents a collapsing "house." Twisted wires feebly support the form, while the red textile and resin “teeth” scattered at the base refer to another persistent dream: standing before a mirror, watching my teeth fall out or shatter. It is an overwhelming loss of control over my own image and identity.
I often experience vivid and unsettling dreams—my head being bitten by a dog, my teeth falling out, goldfish suspended in the air, or entire rooms overflowing with insects. These dream fragments, though bizarre, reveal my subconscious anxieties and vulnerabilities. They serve as metaphors for instability, loss of control, and the body’s fragility. By translating these surreal images into my practice, I aim to externalize the invisible pressures of reality and transform them into tangible forms. In this way, dreams become not only personal narratives but also a language through which I explore the blurred boundaries between body, psyche, and environment.