All of my works are basically from my dreams, and this one is no exception, but I have not named this work yet. I think that is an unforgettable feeling for everyone who had lost their family member. The background story of this work happened on the night when my grandmother passed away. For a very capricious child, it is very difficult to accept family member passed away. I vaguely remember that I was crying to sleep in that night. In this dream, I sat on the hand of a very giant woman, which looked different between with my work. I sat on her hand, and she took me a tour where we were, and told me some stories. Then she told me: "The stories I told you, It didn't matter you tell others. There is no one would believe you in your world. (These are another stories.) After the, she sat on a mountain and said, "I was the goddess of this world, and here was where your family members would come after they left your world. Did not worry, your grandmother would safe and good in here, and I woke up slowly from the dream with her blowing. I have always been researching in myths and local myths, but this goddess does not have any features that are consistent with the mythological system I have read. Maybe, it is too long ago that I have forgotten it. However, I found that there was a goddess a bit looked like her.....Kigal.

Dream Walker

I made this work last year, but I didn’t have time to post. so… haha
The background of this artwork is about one of my dream. I dreamed this dream last spring break, and it was continuous 3 days when I was still living in the school dorm. I had a lot of nightmare before that dream every night, and I got a bad cold in the break. I forgot which day it was. At the beginning of this dream, I knew that I was dreaming, but I couldn’t wake myself up, so I gave up to struggle, and tried to read what this dream was trying to tell me. I observed around and I found out that I was in a very dark forest, but I knew that I was not alone, because I could see the eyes of many beasts staring at me in the dark forest, so I dare not feel free to move because at least the place I am standing is bright and those beasts are afraid to approach here. In a blink of an eye, the light disappeared, and when I started to sprint, and my savior appeared. In the dream, the man is wearing a black misty clothes. The creature is a black mist that is exuding and squirming. The man didn't say anything and looked at me, and the black mist constantly guides me to follow them in a language I could understand. Impressively, as long as I followed them, I could easily walked in this dream. Along the way, there were some screens above the dark forest's sky. As we go further and more, those screens were getting more and more dense and some even overlap. The black fog kept telling me the story of each screen, the feelings of people in that videos. Unfortunately, every video wasn't happy story. Some stories were about mistreatment, and some were chased like a plot in a horror movie. Those video were painful, cruel, unfortunate, and whether they are physical or psychological. For three consecutive nights of this dream, I followed them all the way through the dark forest, and listening to the dark fog to tell the story in the video for me. Although I have a lot of questions, but I couldn't say anything in this dream. Optimistically, at least I could choose to follow them. I didn't know why I felt that I could atoning in this terrible environment. The last day, we reached the junction of a dark forest and an all-white space. Finally the man told me the first sentence in three days: "DO NOT MAKE THESE MISTAKE AGAIN!." Then I woke up, and after that I didn't have nightmare anymore. (At least for more than half a year. Haha) But I was still sick after the break. haha
The reason of the molding is different between my dream and my work. I was studying anatomy at that time, then I used this opportunity to practice what I have learned from this class! As for the black fog, it might only be used in 3D.