Chairs hold a special meaning for me. Tiny chairs made of toothpicks fill the canvas of my artworks. The chair is a symbol of the place I can return to, like home. It's like I can always come back to the chair. It has a special meaning for me. When I was away from my then-boyfriend for six months, and he sent me a picture of the two empty chairs we used to sit in at his garden. It was very touching for me.
In my artwork, the chairs represent the artist's memories of heartbreak and loss. I admitted those painful memories influenced the choice of toothpicks to create the chairs. I tried various materials to make the chairs, like chopsticks, but toothpicks are perfect. The toothpick has a sharpened tip. It reflects the pain in my heart. At the gallery opening, one of the staff touched the work, and got hurt from touching the toothpick. There was blood. It's the painful touch that I wanted to express. My art is obviously very personal. I tries to convey stories about my life and love on canvas. I even uses old handwritten letters from family, friends, and lovers as the background for the toothpick chairs.
Creating art was a form of catharsis for me. I have been sorting over my past experiences especially the loss of two close loved ones over a 48-hour period.
Starting work on an empty white canvas, I revealed, was like going to confession before a priest.

I was happy to put aside my past sins and create my artwork. For a long time I felt very guilty about their deaths, but during the opening of the exhibition, I could feel my guilt melting away.