By throwing away the perspective, "I," the tiny dust that rolls between fingers become gigantic, cake grows endlessly layer by layer–I make the concept of the concept.

TinWin Wong's work is not bound by singular attention, but more as the feedback she gets as an individual colliding with the world. She perceives reality through symbols and language as concepts, but for them to be recognized, they need to exist physically. Therefore, TinWin Wong has struggled with those ubiquitous phenomena that others take for granted. The intersubjectivity between matters between her consciousness and external materiality. It is an indispensable action to collect the tension and present them as what it is as my art. Instead of using art as an expressive medium, art is the only language that's been used in the world of how she perceives reality. Therefore her work can be described as a residue of her existence in the tangible world.

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Artist biography

Tin Wai Wong is a Hong Kong, Chinese artist working and living in Brooklyn, NY, USA. She is a Graduate student at Bard College and received her BFA in the School of Visual Arts. Wong works with conceptual moving images on the subject to linguistic and phenomenology, her work was exhibited across the US and was the youngest artist in her recent group show 30 under 30 curated by Kelly Kivland of the Dia Art Foundation. Wong's online group exhibition responding to the COVID-19 "Within Global Isolation: Asian Artists in America” was mentioned by artsy in early May.

MAMA

MAMA by TinWai Wong

Ongoing performance starting at 2019 Dec 3

We hear a series of audio recordings featuring the artist repeating the word "mama." Throughout the work, she's heard sobbing in a state of surrender, hardly able to catch her breath. Playing each of the recordings, the word "mama" starts to sound foreign, as if it has no allegiance to a specific language. As the present era, "turbulence" and "quarantation" have found their way to link themselves together, while the pronunciation of "mama" is almost like an anchor that keeps us still in colliding with the world.