我的作品围绕日常生活展开，对我来说，艺术是从私人角度对人们集体生活、记忆、社会问题进行追问、想象、行动、对话的实验空间。创作媒介包括写作、陶土、绘画、社会参与式艺术、影像等。关注东亚家庭中的女性、照护困境、情感政治、社会再生产。

十一年前的夏天，当我坐在一张中国景德镇80年代制陶老作坊遗留下的木桌前，开始我第一次真正意义上的创作时（此前的工作只可称为“设计”、”手工活“、”文化符号的挪用拼贴“），“我是谁”这个问题第一次鲜明的出现在我面前，当时我使用的材料是柔软的陶土。就像小狗尿尿划地盘一样，我直接使用身体，而非借用文化符号、形式来表达，作品上布满我双手劳动的痕迹，我以这种方式，把我在思索时感受到的“我与万物之间息息相联“的生命体验，呈现并分享出来，当时我认为只有这些特殊的、深刻的、超越日常的身心感受，才能够进入艺术，并回答“我是谁”这样的问题。

后来我经历生育、两次离婚、母亲病逝（我认为那不只是一种生理疾病，也是日积月累的精神压力导致的疾病），我发现最应该亲近的家人、爱人之间，却因阶层、经验、性别观念、学识的差异存在着巨大沟通隔阂，并造成各种显性或隐性的暴力。在这些现实碰撞中，我认为艺术不该只是个体精神状态的呈现，而是一种行动的召唤，它应该溶于日常生活之中，给自己和他人带来力量，生成情感链接，克服情感创伤。

我开始观察和捕捉人们日常生活中那些难以沟通的东西，并让我的艺术作用于自己与亲人、邻居、社区居民、以及不同阶层之间的对话，打开公共理解的空间。我通过集体写作、事件性艺术活动、社会参与式艺术，用人们共同的个体经验、日用物品作为语言，创造让不同的人聚集在一起共同劳动、相互照护、平等对话的场景，让“我与他者同在”变成可感知、可体验的事。我尝试探索：有关家庭的情感，是由哪些具体的人、具体的物品、具体的劳动或行动构建并维系？家庭还可能有怎样的存在形式？

对于“我是谁”这个问题，我想真实的情感永远是人内心深处的渴望，我们爱着什么，我们被什么所爱，才是每个人生命独特性的基础。

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For me, art is an experimental space for questioning, imagining, acting, and talking about people's life, memory, and social issues from a private perspective. I create works by writing, ceramics, painting, video, socially engaged art and practice, revolve around daily life, focus on women's situation in East Asian families, including care, social reproduction and Cultural Politics of Emotion.

Eleven years ago in the summer, when I sitting at a wooden table from an old pottery workshop during 1980s in Jingdezhen, China, and began my first real creation (my previous work could only be called "design", "handwork", "appropriation of cultural symbols collage"), the question of "who I am" first came to me clearly. I directly use clay with my own body, and the works are covered with traces of my fingerprints, just like a dog urinating to mark a territory. In this way, I present and share the feeling about "the connection between me and everything". At that time, I think there are only these special, profound and beyond daily physical and mental feelings can be able to put into art creation and answer the question "Who am I?"

Later, I experienced childbirth, two divorces, the death of my mother (I think it is not only a physical disease, but also a disease caused by accumulated mental pressure). I found that there was a huge crack between my family members and lovers, who should be closed to each other, because of differences in class, experience, knowledge and gender concepts, and it caused explicit or implicit violence. In these collisions of reality, I believe that art should not just be the presentation of individual mental states, but a call to practice, which should blend in daily life, bring strength to oneself and others, generate emotional links, and coping with traumas.

I began to observe and capture the things that are difficult to communicate in daily life, and let art play a role in my connection with my relatives, neighbours, community and people of different classes, opening up the space of public understanding. I organized writing workshop and art project, used people's common individual experiences and objects we used in daily life as language to create scenes that allow different people to work together, take care of each other and have equal dialogue, let people perceive and experience'I am with others' . I am trying to explore what specific person, object, labor, or actions causes and sustains the emotion？What other forms might the family have?

As for the question "who I am", I think the true emotion is always the desire of the human heart, what we love, what we are loved by, is the basis of the uniqueness of each person's life.