“Standing on the high ground
then you can fly.
Jumping down, swing legs and arms
then you can float in the air at the same time,
so you can explore gaps between time and space.
Shuttling in the crowd,
trying to adapt to the suffocating temp,
watching you watch me, picking bones together.”
This poem talks about the hostility atmosphere between deferent class in every institutional system. Cause by the gap between experience and position in same system, the gap between every professional system and the limitations or responsibilities of the role, these make the superior keep talking for judgment for keep their authority. Base on the art field, I try to shake the relationship between artist, art works, art critics and viewers. The position of my work transfer from be judge to judge but also be judge at the same times. Through the role conflict and switch the role, ask who is judge?