I explore life in tight spaces. Smal rooms shape how I see the world and connect with others. Kitchens, bathrooms, and beds—just steps apart—capture our crowded modern lives. As I age, my world shrinks while work and duties erode my sense of self.

Between observer and participant, my paintings trace personal stories forming, settling, and fading. I layer thin acrylic paint flat on the canvas, letting unexpected shapes emerge naturally through tilted angles and playful proportions.

I often paint myself or women like me, but not to declare identity. As an Asian woman and migrant, these experiences shape my gaze without defining it. These women exist naturally within European settings. Aware of my privilege to create art, I embrace its responsibility, striving to avoid institutional or market pressures.

Rather than writing manifestos, I capture emotions rising through layers of paint. Repetition spawns forms; exaggerated figures anchor the canvases while detailed backgrounds hide more stories. Humor interrupts seriousness, creating a bittersweet tension where smiles turn uneasy.

My paintings are mirrors. They reflect me and invite viewers to reconsider their place. Without words, they reveal how painting connects to the world.