No matter where I am, as long as I see birds fly by, I feel safe. In Too Long Ago Not Far, I loiter in contrastive distances between points, parabolas and echos, to describe things that repeat within a certain period of time. Memory has never stopped to (re)write over or cross-link the compressive states of oblivion. Undertaking Yan’s on-going practice of constructing a spatial-temporal void from loose diaries, this current show carries on with deploying image-making tools of all sorts to extend sessions after sessions of familiar moments, thus her way of bidding farewell through collaging, reconstructing and speech renunciation.
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