I went down the stream
There is a world hidden inside the reflection of water.
I use my tentacle that is made out of water to find a link between the world that surrounds me right now and the memories of adventure that only I know. No matter if it is humidity or moisture, I sense water to discover the unknown;
Just like water has no fixed form, I hold different identities when facing water.
I seek the trace of water anywhere I come across, as an archaeologist, an explorer, a stranger, a human being, or even an object. I talk with and attempt to build relationships with water, taking care of it and sometimes accidentally causing its rebirth.
The world is covered with” truths” that I can’t understand. I have to use my tentacle to sense the real truth. As the witness and a liaison of the hidden world, I attach consumer objects, uncontrollable nature, and myself together with ropes and words; to recreate the hidden world in this twisted reality.