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PREFACE
Mist in the Moonlight
Article: Chen Junyao
Different from the Big Dipper that points the direction, the cold moonlight contains more intimate and weak thoughts. The individual emotions and memories carried by the moonlight weave the hidden, private and personal emotions implied in the exhibition. The exhibition ‘Mist in the Moonlight’ focuses on the ‘gloomy’ daily fragments and secret personal emotions, and juxtaposes the artists’ active creativities and exuberant life experiences with the turbulent and discrete social environment and personal states. Putting the elements of life and the romantic imagination that are both true and illusory into the artistic practices of multiple media, creating a short-lived mist between the story and reality, and emerging the indecisive self and hidden fragments in daily life. As Louise Glück sings in poetry:
The mist rose with a little sound. Like a thud.
Which was the heart beating. And the sun rose, briefly diluted.
And after what seemed years, it sank again
and twilight washed over the shore and deepened there.
And from out of nowhere lovers came,
people who still had bodies and hearts. Who still had
arms, legs, mouths, although by day they might be
housewives and businessmen.
The same night also produced people like ourselves.
You are like me, whether or not you admit it.
Unsatisfied, meticulous. And your hunger is not for experience
but for understanding, as though it could be had in the abstract.
Then it’s daylight again and the world goes back to normal.