Being a stranger in a strange land can be a frightening but also magical experience. The encounter for me has been an awakening of my sense of space. It has obliged me to question space and its implications in defining my identity. Where is my space? Is there a space in-between, where I can be in two places at the same time? Can space alter my sense of self?
Being in a new environment has heightened my awareness of the most banal tasks; such as folding laundry or buying a newspaper that I would have performed perfunctorily before in familiar places. This heightened perception of trivial chores forced me to question the sense of space I feel in-between and to investigate further my connection with space in the more important events in my life. This space in-the-middle is where I began to contemplate my own awareness and where all the particles of time converge to reveal wholeness.
Changing my space and my situation definitely has given me the opportunity to reflect on my life, not only as a foreigner but also as the person I was before. I asked many questions to myself and of myself but never received clear answers. As I attempted to peel away the sheer layers of questions, I realized I had returned to the same space I began at. Unable to grasp the wholeness I am searching for makes me see myself in a different perspective. This sense of being outside myself and finding myself in-between spaces has been the new subject matter in my recent works.
I have seen many layers of hazy memories unfolding and uncovering mixed emotions of astonishment, pain, and joy while I am attempting to embrace my newly gained identity. Most of the layers of this discovery are from my past, which are closely related to space. These peaceful, contemplative and emotional discoveries have given me a clearer view of the effect of space on my personality.