It began with observing campus politics.
At the time, I still believed that power had clear sides: the oppressor and the oppressed.
But the more I looked, the more I realized— Power doesn’t always come with a fist.
Sometimes it quietly rearranges the room,
Until one day, you find yourself enforcing it.
The oppressor isn’t pictured in this painting.
They are everywhere, and sometimes they are us.
I used blocks of color to define sides,
But they exist in tension, constantly shifting, constantly negotiating.
The victims have faces and limbs. The oppressor? Invisible.
What does it mean to grow up with a nationality you’re not allowed to name?
Power series lI, 2024 ,Oil on canvas, 116.5 × 91.0 cm
In Power Series II, I painted this in the middle of an identity storm — being Taiwanese in a world that keeps telling me I’m not.
I wave a red flag, but is it ours? Is it theirs? I’ll let you guess. Between humor and heaviness, this piece is a personal protest, a quiet shout,yet exploring my future.
This is my way of saying: I see you, I see me, and I’m not letting go.
Power series llI, 2022 ,Oil on canvas, 116.5 × 91.0 cm
I used to paint about the powers that pushed me down.
This time, I painted the one that holds me up: my room.
Power Series III isn’t about rebellion.
It’s about realizing… maybe I’m already on the winning side.
Soft light, expensive chair, curated mess. They look innocent. But they’re my power.
Power series II clip,sketchessketches
Power series III draft