![]() ![]() ![]() This collaging of romantic junk-a heart-shaped watermelon on a frothy pink wrapper, a serene woman embracing a large plush carrot-helps me navigate my blurry cultural heritage, and formulates connections across disparate experiences in the landscape of alienating digital communication.ĭiane Zhou (b 1992) also has a Chinese name. Strangers’ thirst for comfort and understanding is fossilized in plastic and pixels, manifesting as discarded toys, business cards that advertise prostitution, and amateurish Taobao* photography. Although I shrivel away from socializing at parties and shun chatty strangers, I hoard objects and images that contain traces of the search for human connection, and my paintings combine these artifacts with ghost ladies and squirmy creatures to create jagged, chimeric accumulations. Like a discarded shattered screen being carted off to a Chinese recycling center, my paintings reflect and fragment their surroundings. ![]()
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