When I felt stressed, I would often step out of our building and sit in the field outside. We would joke about how it would take at least an hour to sprint to the nearest exit (assuming we didn't get eaten by a boar). As I was stuck as a soldier for 18 months, the first few months felt constricting and suffocating.
Although I have moved around throughout my life, I have primarily lived in cities, the view of tall and large buildings being imprinted into my view of landscape. The first time my scenery changed dramatically was when I moved to Mongolia. Outside Ulaanbaatar, vast plains and hills stretched out, reminiscent of the picturesque landscapes seen in textbooks, YouTube travel vlogs, and Windows home screens. Unfortunately, the beautiful Mongolian scenery was blurred out by academic stress and my desire for more activity.
It had been a while since I had felt overwhelmed by such emptiness, which painfully reminded me of the life I had left behind. There was nothing but mountains, trees, grass, rocks, and sand.
Though the extreme amount of nothingness added to my stress, after a while, my surroundings started to embrace me rather than suffocate me. The isolation helped me reflect and learn. I had always been anxious about the near future, but if I was stuck as a soldier for the next 18 months,
maybe I could finally focus.
Throughout my military service, there has been one item that has remained by my side. The moment I stepped foot into my base, the old military cabinet had been emptied out by the departing soldier and filled up once more. Even when I changed rooms, we carried my cabinet with me.
The steel cabinet, previously used by many soldiers before me, was vandalized, dirty, and damaged. However, it stayed with me, and as I grew and adjusted to military life, my cabinet became decorated with photos, clothes, and various items I had collected.
This cabinet lived with me throughout my entire service, and it was bittersweet to see it emptied out once more for the next soldier to come. I wondered how the next soldier would treat it. Would they further destroy it? Would they hide food wrappers and trash inside out of laziness? It was painful to think that while I was leaving and moving forward, the cabinet would be stripped of its experiences and revert back to its initial state.
No one cared about our military cabinets, and many despised how annoying and unattractive they were. Yet, it was the imperfection of the cabinet that reminded me of myself.
Ugly and seemingly illogical,
but it ultimately served its purpose.
While working at Zero per Zero, I gained experience and refined my skills by
- Participating in the design for the updated NYC and Hokkaido city maps
- Assisting the installation of showcases and curated events, documentation of products
- Documentation of products for digital promotion
- Being a core member of a 5-person team
pFor the annual Brown University Spring Weekend, post- Magazine (part of the Brown Daily Herald) published a special issue featuring the line-up, exclusive commentary, and various pieces of info that fits the audience’s interest. Our team was in charge of proof-reading, organizing, and publising the magazine effeciently and effective for the student audience.
Click here to read
During Covid, countless individuals were forced to be separated from one another. I, being around 6,860 miles from my family and my dear friends evacuating to their respected destinations, suddenly had time to be alone and reflect. I reflected on everything, from my future plans to my deepest lonliest insecurities. After an elongated amount of time to myself, I realized that I cannot overcome this state alone. I needed someone to talk to, someone to be with.
I know that this feelin of anxiety is not felt alone. Everyone around the globe is feeling the same feeling that I’m feeling, but are too anxious and scared to take action. My main goal in art was always to make people happy by my work, and watching Inside Out (2015) helped me understand that happiness doesn’t always mean joy.
I have created a 4-part journey intended for one to explore alone. The journey consists of caves and tunnels, with hidden dialogs and recordings around the topic of grief. At the end of the dark path lies a large area of swinging lampposts inspired by Prendre la Parole by Christian Boltanski, with a long bridge waiting for the user to cross.
After the one-person journey, there is another portal that will guide the user to another world where everyone will meet and will be able to be together once again. My world(s) are intentionally published on VRChat for everyone to freely access.
All assets were personally created using Tiltbrush.
Try the world here! (PC only for now)
https://vrch.at/sbt37efw [currently down because I want to add new features]
This piece was created in a time when my safe space was destroyed. There was nowhere I felt safe to hide, which led to a long time of anxiety and lonliness. It did not help to have Covid isolate myself from my family and close ones. Being alone in the States gave me a lot of time to try and cope with my situation, but rather than settling with it, I have decided to construct a piece dedicated to my desire to leave.
Safe Spaces is a performative piece where it starts with me in my temporary safe space. I use VR to sculpt my desired safe space, but I started to rush myself for my desire to leave. This caused me to create more rapid hand gestures and produces a distorted sound from a makeshift theremin I have built using Arduino and Pure Data
While taking Tools Upside Down*, we were tasked to completely rerepresent a feature of the RISD Museum. After many 3D scans, sketches, and experimentation, I have decided to check the museum website and see other works.
Then I came upon the opening video.
I have decided to reconstruct the museum’s website. Admired by the various clips of the many perspectives of the building, I have created the videos below.
*Tools Upside Down:
2023 Tools Upside Down is a RISD Wintersession course which analyzes a tool/application’s characteristics beyond their conventional use and seek new uses by hacking the use of these tools and utilizing experimental practices and perspectives
Don’t Hang This on the Wall
While given the word “Jungle” for my typographic poster, I have started to think about why everyone always just creates a poster and immediately hangs it on a wall. Though I understand if it matches the concept, this was the moment I knew that it didn’t match mine.