Yang Ha
1994, South Korea


I collect images from history and use them to tell my own stories on flat surfaces. As a young woman, Asian, artist, I find the world being full of contradictory tragedies that I cannot comprehend. As the next generation, I elaborate my universe as a reflection of myself. I look for lovely vocabulary between drawings and paintings, spreading installations. My thin and temporary painting gestures are aimed at the society wherein I live. This brings out my sarcastic attitude. My voluntary errors in the works are a prayer for a better life.