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Born in Vilnius, Lithuania, educated in London (Goldsmiths College, RCA), I lived in Malaysia throughout my 20s, now based between London and Italy. The migration experience has taught me that identity is an ever-evolving story that connects personal with broader discourses of power. My family history, which stretches from Lithuania to Poland, Ukraine and beyond, has become a departure point that I interweave with various political, social, and historical contexts and articulate via speculative thinking and making.
Medium: Bronze, copper pipes, vegtan leather, enamel paint
Dimensions: 92x50x62
3 words related to your practice:
Flight, Traverse, Tresspass
meishanzhaoart@outlook.com
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Dimensions: 85cm x 115cm
3 words related to your practice:
Nature, Identity, Painting
km.nam021120@gmail.com
For Kyungmin, painting is not limited to surface—it is a meditation on presence and impermanence. Grounded in the belief that death is a transition rather than an end, her work layers material and gesture to reflect the fluid nature of existence.
Blurring the line between painting and object, she challenges ideas of permanence and value. By merging traditional methods with experimental processes, she allows texture and materiality to carry meaning.
Through this balance of presence and absence, Kyungmin invites viewers to reconsider what is often ignored, offering a quiet but powerful reflection on time, memory, and transformation.
2025
Materials: Oil paint on canvas
Dimensions: 137 x 90 cm
3 words related to your practice:
Transformation, Impermanence, Reclamation
https://www.hannakojimaboyd.com/
Of paradise, I refer to the place of true belonging, a place where the most beautiful moments and cherished memories coexist forever.
The view from the window is enchanting but tinged with melancholy and yearning. I press my nose against the glass like a child, trying to get closer, but my breath fogs up the cool surface, making it even harder to see. I become aware of the exquisite anguish of standing on the threshold of paradise but never being able to enter it. Even in the middle of an unforgettable moment, I am already anticipating the loneliness when it is over. The words get caught in my throat as they come rising up: “Won’t you stay, just a little longer?”
I held her in my arms as we stood on the threshold of paradise - Ural Thomas and the Pain in “Smoldering Fire”
Dimensions: 80 x 60cm
Madium: Oil on canvas
3 words related to your practice:
Longing, Threshold, Obscurity
marypedder@hotmail.com
Dimensions: 110 x 80 cm.
Medium: oil on canvas
3 words related to your practice:
place, nature, belonging