25.136365549938432, 121.47198614232894 Kuandu, Taipei
25.161238343109787, 121.45449812212856 Tamsui, New Taipei
51.48497378517335, -0.12178592871150258 London SW8
51.5520816634655, -0.11368512908398577 London N7
51.4971054218313, -0.23523362698688347 London W6
51.491625581954686, -0.20627250230106364 London W14
25.008758405067326, 121.20677485451832 Zhongli, Taoyuan
Seoul, South Korea
31.238290142035375, 121.4879568197723 Shanghai
Like a living space, I can instinctively visualize its layout.
The air conditioner serves as the ear of this space, allowing me to hear the calling of places: the living coordinates of the eight residences I once lived in in the past five years.
A personal history of migration.
Collecting the remnants of memories left behind from each move, accumulate a sense of belonging to those places where I have never truly settled.
A single room, an accommodating and stable place. For exchange, scratch left on the wall, then take away one story. Every house and every daily object I have temporarily owned offers an extraordinary brilliance after moving out, which constantly flashes in my mind.
Store them in this space to reshape a new room; the skin of one habitat overlap with another.
The unremovable parts within the exhibition space encompass the presence of the viewers. It can be evidenced.
Each turn of movement within the exhibition space forms a repeated circle.
Regarding places, their arrangements, layouts, and ways of life.
The rotting wooden floor, when pried open, disrupts the once stable daily life.
The color of the air. Moments of solitude.
Five notes about rooms and commuting.
The humidity of _, the air conditioner of _, the balcony of _, the curtains of _, the water pipes of _, the debris of _, the stains of _.
