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CHEN
GAO





Art


  1. Room
  2. Corner
  3. Shell
  4. Rotating
  5. Mixture
  6. To be free
  7. Murmurs
  8. Brightness
  9. Reset
  10. Shadows
  11. Boundary
  12. Persona
  13. Entangled series

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Design


  1. graphic design
  2. sketch I
  3. sketch II
  4. sketch III
  5. illustration

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Film


  1. Polaroid
  2. 120mm film

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Object
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I had been trapped in a magnetic hole. The place is dark and empty but full of endless murmurs. Any movement I made caused roars. I tried to minimize my mobility to avoid Murmurs' attention, so I gradually integrated myself into this ghostly society with Murmurs. This invisible surrounding gave me faith. It was the Murmurs who gave me hope of life and destruction.

Mark

3. Murmurs

 


2021

I was trapped in a magnetic hole for a while. The place is dark and empty but full of endless murmurs. Any movement I made caused roars. After that, I gradually joined this ghostly society with murmurs. This invisible surround gave me hope of life and destruction.

Murmurs Doctrine:
Murmurs are always right.
Failure is fate, not because of self.
The Murmurs are subject to discipline that prayer cannot easily change.

I am used to being a Murmurs, but essentially I was not born that way. I don't need light to live because I don't know it exists. I pray for my faith. One day, I ghostly wandered and suddenly noticed a faint glow in the distance. I chased the light for curiosity and then realized that was my hope. As I walked, I tugged. I can not help but work harder to chase it.

Yes, I walked out. I stood at the edge of the hole and watched, occasionally feeling like I was going to be sucked in the trap. I looked out into the distance again, and there were these surreal holes all over. Because I'm a free spirit genetically, and light is what I want.






Mark