Holding and Seeing a needle, didn’t blink my eyes.
Counting 250 seconds, which is the number of the audience in the exhibition hall.
After 100 seconds, tears came out fell across my cheek, because of dry eyes.
Category: works
哭墙 The Wailing Wall
The artist walled, touched, beat the ancient wall of Nanjing, and continuously took blank piece of little papers from his mouth and stuffed them into the cracks in the wall.
艺术为人民 Art For The People
a relation based social project since 2005…
行为六件 Performances in Norway
Dropping red wine onto my bare feet… Snowing… Inviting audience to have a foot bath together with me…
我是一个难民吗？am I a refugee
艺术家用橡皮筋将双手紧紧绑在一个自行车轮胎上，赤裸上身，身上用英文写着“Am I a Refugee?”(我是一个难民吗？)。艺术家仅用双臂和手肘的力量拖着整个身躯匍匐前进，保持自行车轮胎立着，并将其向前推行。行进几分钟后艺术家变得非常吃力，在画廊绕行一圈后最终奋力到达设定地点，挣脱橡皮筋和轮胎，敲打胸口奋力呼喊：“Am I a Refugee?”
盲点 The Blind Spot
我将脸部贴到聚光灯下并凝视强光约2分钟直到眼睛和皮肤难以忍耐，眼前几乎黑暗……