2025

Resin, Magic GOO, LED, Metal

65cm x 140cm x 50cm

Each bubble was blown by me, one by one. They're light, playful, and never the same-each shape forming by chance.

The process itself feels a lot like emotion: unstable, unpredictable, but honest because of it.

For me, blowing bubbles is also a kind of emotional release.

Sometimes you fill them with air and intention, then watch them take shape-like you're saying something without words. And if you don't like how it turns out, you can pop it.

That sharp little burst can feel strangely satisfying. The wrinkled leftovers, the way they collapse, often feel more expressive than the bubble itself.

This piece stacks emotions in layers: iron at the base represents something fixed or grounding, resin in the middle holds things in transition, and the bubble wrap on top floats like a passing feeling-maybe it's love, maybe frustration, or something you don't have a name for. I don't think art always needs a clear meaning. Sometimes I just want to let things out, differently each time, like blowing a feeling into the air and seeing what it turns into.