based in Brooklyn, New York, homeland of the Lenape.
I’m a polyphagous artist; I practice within and across multiple disciplines including visual art, dance, music and bilingual writing (with a poetic life of its own or to narrate my other creative works). Image making is my strength and investigating the powers of non-verbal communication is where my passion lands. Why talk if we can sing instead?
My english speaking friends call me Joss;)
栖身之地 A Place to Land
A collection of glass sculptures from
This series of sculptures were exhibited in Metcalf building room 304 as a curated exhibition. The entire room was text-less. Outside the room, I installed a caution sign casted on a plaster stand, a door covered with felt, a written version of my thesis, and a wall text describing my practice.
This project is about the sexual assault committed by my art mentor when I was 18. He was the person who inspired me to study arts and offered me tremendous support through the draining process from learning, training, perfecting my craft to applying for college. I had known him since I was 14. It was about him, about betrayal, abandonment and violence commited towards my body, what it’s like to viscerally experience the physiological diminishment of borders--an unwanted entry. It was what I needed to do with my expensive remaining time at RISD, where I wouldn’t have ended up without him. I resented him, the school included, as part of his heritage, his vision, his irreversible mark on my body and path. RISD, this school he picked for me, repelled me and brought me gut-churning anxieties and deep-rooted shame. Subsequently, this project comes with intense emotional complexities: the reality I had to face day by day for more than four years of my life.