Alin Lu

Yet there is unsureness in my work that betrays the divided parts of myself. They are expressed as the difference the surface of a painting and the depth within its image. It is like a screaming conversation within myself between my observations...

Yet there is unsureness in my work that betrays the divided parts of myself. They are expressed as the difference the surface of a painting and the depth within its image. It is like a screaming conversation within myself between my observations and my understanding. Perhaps I would have my work express these contradictions within me, that it should speak of love and also hate at the same time, a conversation between this or that, a fight, a confusion, a passion, something to be understood as poetry, with the sense of ambiguity we all feel over complex questions we face in living. I would hope it is all in the waiting - there to be seen. There are too many beautiful things and touching sentiments in the world, just as there are infinite colors and forms that I can create and load into my langue of art. But the underlying reality lies just beyond color and form, and that is what I hope to express.