At the age of eight, I lost my mother. In grief, I also lost my words. During this hard time, I retreated into my mom’s garden, caring for the flowers there. Sunflowers were my mom’s and my favorite flower to feed birds. I paint with a knife rather than a brush, drawing heavily from the oriental style, but express it with a western style, creating a middle ground unlike any other. As I created my own world of paintings, I began to shift the subject of paintings to personal topics that were deeply related to me.
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