I am often moved by the works of female artists, and I often try to record this feeling with words. Although I am not a professional curator and I am unfamiliar with writing professional art reviews, this does not seem to be an obstacle to my expression - I can write in another language. It seems that I share a natural language with other female artists, a secret language that only we can empathize with. Of course, this is not to deliberately exclude other people, but just a kind of shared mysterious experience, like a schoolboy's secret joy.
The artists participating in this exhibition were all born in the 1980s and 1990s. They have different cultural backgrounds, different growth environments and different formal languages. But the same thing is that they are women of the same age that I am familiar with. From childhood to adulthood, I grew up with such girls. They are lively and cute, and each age has different thoughts - the restlessness and anxiety of adolescence; the emotional confusion throughout the growth process; and the continuous exploration of the unknown after gradually entering maturity. We drift with our feelings, sometimes rushing to the clouds, sometimes falling into the ocean. In their works, I feel the moment when bodies touch each other, feel the fall and rise, and feel the huge ripples aroused by a little bit of tiny emotional fluctuations
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Curator: Sun Yitian
