Homesick

Whilst moving cardboard boxes out of my childhood bedroom, ready to move out and begin my life as an adult, I gained an overwhelming feeling of nostalgia and sadness for my past. I decided to collect items from my childhood that reminded me of all the things I used to love when I was a...

Hoarding Nostalgia

   My happiest days were in the 90’s when I was raised by my grandmother. A habitual hoarder, she collected all kinds of one-of-a-kind, miscellaneous stuff. Sometimes preciously displayed and sometimes stored underneath dust, she never let them go. Despite some people calling her having ‘bad taste’ and weird fixation, she went on and created her own fantastic...

Photos From Grandma

My work has stemmed from a deep love for treasure hunting, estate sales, lost memories, and old things. In a sense with my work, I hope to cherish the past and preserve memories whether they are my own or from a strangers. Photos have a great tangible quality about them, but what happens when the...