To Mean a Great Deal, To Mean Nothing at All
Found trophies, plaster, pigment
My relationship to success is inextricable from my own family’s emigration from China and subsequent embrace of bootstrap American ideology and the myth of the model minority. In grappling with this messy reality, I turn to my childhood trophies as literal forms of success and tableaus of heroism and strength. Pouring a thick substance over each object, I corrupt the shiny, clear, and smooth with the flaccid, slimy, and abject, forcing these stable emblems into incoherence and abstraction.