ABOUT
A LITTLE BIT ABOUT ME
I was born in a small town in southwest China called Geijiu, right by the border with Vietnam. Rice noodles were my daily food. I grew up eating endless unnamed mushrooms. In a place like that, diversity — cultural or natural — was never a slogan or a political idea. It was just life. Singing loud, dancing loud, fighting loud, celebrating loud — none of it was strange. Compared to China’s rapidly modernized regions, my birthplace still keeps a bit of wilderness, a bit of refusal.
That’s probably what shaped me — this urge to do things that feel right and alive, even when they don’t fit neatly into the system.
I do activism. For animals. For the planet. For ourselves. From grassroots to institutions. From advocacy to art. From the street to the gallery. I try not to limit my approach, because the truth is: we know very little, and our time here is short.
WHAT TRIANGLE FOLD HAS TAUGHT ME
One cold morning in November 2025, I was doing my number two in a B&B converted from an old wooden cabin, somewhere in a rural village on Yakushima — a small island in the far south of Japan. Sitting there, I noticed a small triangle fold at the tip of the toilet paper in front of me. Something clearly made by hand. Something so common we usually don’t even see it — we just grab the paper and finish the job.
But that morning, I wasn’t in a rush. After days of being surrounded by Japan’s almost obsessive toilet culture, a thought hit me: who invented this way of folding toilet paper? And why does it make me feel weirdly satisfied, as if no one has ever touched this roll before me?
That moment cracked something open. I started questioning many things I’m used to. The tracking numbers on parcels. The trails that promise “wonderlands.” Bread. Lyrics. Signs. Here and there. This and that. All the things we assign meaning to. They all feel meaningful — and completely empty — at the same time.
What surrounds us, what we call “reality,” is largely more negotiable than we think.
Staring at that triangle fold, I felt something loosen. I regained the power to interpret, to re-navigate, to create.
