Refresh & Restore Yourself in Art
My art is an invitation back to the offline world and losing oneself in wonder.
It is an ode to London's iconic architecture and traditions, to aimless wandering and wonder, to touching, feeling, creating with our hands.
A way of staying in touch with reality, not losing ourselves to the screen.
Similarly, I find wonder in allowing the colour and composition unfold while I paint. There is no rigid plan, the narrative is written by my brushstrokes.
Through long expressive strokes beside short, stark ones, my art reflect the full spectrum of the offline world.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
My father was a marine engineer by profession, but his passion was black and white photography. He turned his Shanghai university dorm room into a makeshift darkroom, developing his own photos between engineering lectures.
His analog photographs document a nation in transformation.
It is where my own artistic sensibilities were born: the composition, the attention to light and shadow, the understanding that art is often an act of devotion. There is a patience in watching an image emerge slowly in the dark, shade by shade, rather than appearing instantly at the press of a button. Nothing about it is automated — it is a handcraft, rooted in reality, that asks for time, care, and the willingness to wait for the picture to reveal itself.
I'm grateful for his artistic lens.
Orchids are rare and delicate.
They command attention only if you take the time to notice, rather than glance and scroll past. Placing hand-folded origami versions around London was an invitation to do just that: to notice, and to create with our hands.
This is the art of noticing, and it runs through everything I make.
In my paintings, it means letting colour and composition unfold stroke by stroke, rather than being swallowed in a single glance.
In my workshops, it means three hours where painting replaces scrolling, and a slow, curated in-person session.
Both are ways of creating by hand and staying in touch with reality.
The origami orchids found by chance and a reminder to wonder offline.