Conceptual nominee

I feel lost lots of times when I feel my own existence, due to living in a big, crowded city Taipei, there's too many stimulations around me. I can never rest, too many distractions and anxieties of modern life style, too much social depression and panic, what kind of living creatures are humans? To exist is to suffer, and that's drowning me into a hole with no hope, even if I'm still alive. I made this series to express human's existence in the world, they seem to be existing, living, but do they? Their existences are so ambiguous. Do they really live like the way they want or people think of them? Did they really exist once after they die? This is my confusion of being a human, and feeling existing.

Amateur art, fashion photographer based in Taipei, Taiwan.
Filmmaking learner.
Exhibition: The Essence of Monochrome, Budapest, 2017.