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Artist Statement: 

This series of ongoing works is for those who live between departure and arrival, forever eager to find a place to belong.

Where did all the birds go?   

Birds are the home of the trees.

But where did all the birds go?

I asked the pines, they shuddered, dropping a thousand needle tears

The wind howls, my hair flies.

Will you still remember me? I left my home a long long time ago.

I asked the pond, it rippled, turned, so I saw my own floating 

It’s the face of my mother.

She used to tie the keys with a red thread, dangling against her chest.

Kling Kling Kling

No one is home.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

My mother set the house on fire!

Go, my little bird! Go!

I ran through the woods, trees whipped my face, tore my dress, the white eyes blinked.

The night splits legs, spread thee breath

As quiet as my feather, as heavy as my heart.

I closed my eyelids

The birds are all gone.

Bio:

Yue Yuan was born in Nantong China. Yuan graduated from China Academy of Art in 2013 and is currently an MFA Fine Arts candidate at the School of Visual Arts.

Website: www.doitforthething.com | @yueyuan6925      

Course: Soft Sculpture |  FIC-2527-A