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Memory is like blood vessels, an indispensable part of the human body. It is both exposed and hidden, existing in the realms of both the subconscious and conscious states. Those memories marked by emotion, like oxygen-carrying red blood cells, are constantly pumped at the border between dreams and reality. They are no longer complete—each cycle is a reconstruction, developing in the darkroom of the subconscious as faded negatives, misplaced montages, or a blurry spectrum tinted by emotion. In the end, the authority of memory is deconstructed, leaving only traces intertwined like blood vessels and a collective hallucination about reality.

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inability to forget

Oil on canvas
110cm x 150cm


sleep factory
 
Oil on canvas
110cm x 150cm

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Restore work 
 
Oil on canvas
120cm x 180cm


sink into my bed
 
Oil on canvas
120cm x 180cm

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sinking
 
Oil on canvas 
120cm x 80cm

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a Sunday night
 
acrylic on canvas
120cm x 180cm

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Locks in a soft Space

acrylic on canvas
120cm x 180cm

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