Let The Rock Fall
Great Hall Group Exhibition in OCADU
2024
Hand-written poem on transparent film, drafting tape
I handwrote the poem onto transparent film sheets and overlaid the sheets into the shape of a shooting star. I also wrote the poem onto a strip of tape and reassembled it into a rock. During the exhibition, audiences could tear off pieces of the tape and place them anywhere they wanted.
Sometimes I see a massive rock
Unyielding, edgy, and raw
Pushed upward with all my strength.
Sometimes my body lines still
A rock falling from above,
Streaking into nowhere.
Sometimes I stand at the depth of shadow
gazing up at the shooting star
tearing the darkness apart
Sometimes I am the rock
perched atop the mountain,
staring into another eyes of myself.
The moment hangs suspended—
I wonder about the fall,
the collision.
Will the rock shatter into pieces,
or will it collapse everything?
So I imagine the rock—
It falls, unexpected and uncertain
fearless and unrestricted
It falls into a sea of countless rocks,
colliding, collapsing.
My perspective shifts again—
I stand at the top of the mountain,
gazing into the infinite
The moment hangs suspended
So I imagine the rock falling
falling into nowhere.