Original artwork description:

In my dreams it was a late night on the street in the city, I'm seeking the way home. There is no buses and there is no one else. Only me standing alone in the dark, not knowing which way is home. It's the same dream that I keep having, over and over.
Living in Los angeles I often hear a term "gentrification". I suppose this word is the closest to point to the experiences we have as Chinese who grew up in the big cities such as Bejing and Shanghai and witnessed our entire neighborhood was gone, hutongs and alleys turned into hi rise buildings. It is a lot more extreme than just being gentrified, the fact that there is no trace that a residential neighborhood existed before these hi rise buildings is a challenge to us as a human being. There is no physical place to call home, home became deeply burned internally. Each one of us who grew up in developing cities in China from 1930s to 2000 is carrying the idea of home inside of ourselves and that struggle to make peace with it manifests in our dreams, such became Seeking The Way Home, a piece represents such universal human experiences.
This original piece is framed with brown cherrywood, it can be collected either framed or unframed.

Materials used:

Acrylic and Chinese Ink on Rice Paper

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