All tears burried
All tears burried
2024
tissue paper, white glue, ink, phone, iron wire, tinfoil, pool
Dimensions variable
This project took place during my gap year after graduating from university, when I came to Dali. What makes it
special is that it is an attempt at co-creation within an art community: creators from different fields gathered
together to do something different.
We decided on the theme of "clouds" through a game of rock-paper-scissors, and then each of us created works
related to the theme. After a month of brainstorming, discussion, and effort, the exhibition “Touchable Cloud”
was born.
Clouds in Dali
My work comes from a universal feeling of sadness.
Once, I happened to see a girl crying in the corner of the subway, her tissues piled around her, as if forming a cloud. I felt that human sadness is universal—regardless of its origin, tears themselves carry a similar emotional resonance.
Additionally, during my journey, I discovered that Dali is a magical city. Here, people do not shy away from discussing death and sadness. The people of Dali transform the death of loved ones into beautiful metaphors: "riding a whale to the sky," "transforming into a crane and returning," "the southern polar star sinking." It seems that life and death are like the changing of seasons, and joy and sorrow flow like clouds in the sky. Here, I felt a sense of emotional and memory cycles, deeply connected to nature and all living things.
I forgot, there is no subway in Dali. Where did I see her? As a girl from the city, arriving in this countryside, dissolving into nature, my perspective and senses intertwine with the external environment, invading each other.
The Bai people's mourning couplet(Ethnic Minorities in Dali)
Therefore, I created this piece. In my work, tears condense into clouds through the tissue, symbolizing the cycle of sadness. It continuously spreads in the world, like an invisible bond connecting people's pain together.
Additionally, I buried a secret in the trash can, a sad memory of mine. It was a diary I had written, scattered fragments of words, and a phone full of secrets.
However, what moved me most about this project wasn’t my own creative expression, but when I saw some children and curious people lying on the ground, reading the things I had written with great curiosity, trying to crack the password on my phone. I felt a magical connection. The words and memories seemed to transcend time and space, bridging the gap between individuals, as well as the distance between the audience and the exhibit. It formed a profound understanding, making me reconsider how humans use language and memory to break the constraints of time and create a resonance that spans generations.
LvTao Catching Light Art Community(Dali)
Clouds in Dali
My work comes from a universal feeling of sadness.
Once, I happened to see a girl crying in the corner of the subway, her tissues piled around her, as if forming a cloud. I felt that human sadness is universal—regardless of its origin, tears themselves carry a similar emotional resonance.
Additionally, during my journey, I discovered that Dali is a magical city. Here, people do not shy away from discussing death and sadness. The people of Dali transform the death of loved ones into beautiful metaphors: "riding a whale to the sky," "transforming into a crane and returning," "the southern polar star sinking." It seems that life and death are like the changing of seasons, and joy and sorrow flow like clouds in the sky. Here, I felt a sense of emotional and memory cycles, deeply connected to nature and all living things.
I forgot, there is no subway in Dali. Where did I see her? As a girl from the city, arriving in this countryside, dissolving into nature, my perspective and senses intertwine with the external environment, invading each other.
The Bai people's mourning couplet(Ethnic Minorities in Dali)
Therefore, I created this piece. In my work, tears condense into clouds through the tissue, symbolizing the cycle of sadness. It continuously spreads in the world, like an invisible bond connecting people's pain together.
Additionally, I buried a secret in the trash can, a sad memory of mine. It was a diary I had written, scattered fragments of words, and a phone full of secrets.
However, what moved me most about this project wasn’t my own creative expression, but when I saw some children and curious people lying on the ground, reading the things I had written with great curiosity, trying to crack the password on my phone. I felt a magical connection. The words and memories seemed to transcend time and space, bridging the gap between individuals, as well as the distance between the audience and the exhibit. It formed a profound understanding, making me reconsider how humans use language and memory to break the constraints of time and create a resonance that spans generations.
LvTao Catching Light Art Community(Dali)