Kong Qianyang

Ruin is the centre of her practice. The ruins laid out an incomplete chronicle that has written the causality of existential ruptures and illuminates the future sequences, from which her practice stems a strong affinity with. Amid the ruins, she perceives herself as the broken masonry, stuccoed since two centuries ago, holding the lingering warmth of her ancestors’ palms; as the void suspended between the brackets and façades of the teetering buildings, bearing witness to the cracks forming in the mortise-and-tenon joints of ancient architecture; as a particle of dust, drifting here and there, destined to be swept away by the inevitable tide.

Fascinated by landscapes, artifacts and craftsmanship, and architecture that testify to geographical shifts, changing social ideologies, and evolving residential environments, she strives to recontextualize those relics through a contemporary lens.