Shiying Bian (Eleven)

I use glass and porcelain to sense how time moves through matter. Guided by the Twenty-Four Solar Terms, I focus on thresholds: thawing soil, midsummer tension, winter stillness. Rather than forcing material, I listen to it—letting porcelain crack and glass slump—so that transformation itself becomes the work. Suspended casts, lamp-worked filaments, and hand-formed shards balance weight with fragility, clarity with opacity. Through these quiet shifts I invite viewers to experience time as a cyclical breath, not a straight line.