Nothing Edible, Everything Sensible: How I recognized her waiting_1

Stoneware ceramic, gelatine, wire, and plaster

2022

Nothing Edible, Everything Sensible: How I recognized her waiting_2

White porcelain stoneware ceramic, plaster, and expired Yakult

2022

Nothing Edible, Everything Sensible: How I recognized her waiting_3

White porcelain stoneware ceramic, plaster, and expired peanut caramels

2022

Here, My waiting_4

Stoneware ceramic, plaster, and newly refilled Choco-pie (for visitors)

2022

A series of Nothing Edible, Everything sensible: how I recognized her waiting and Here, My waiting was derived from my memory of visiting elders’ houses in which the elders live alone. The memory goes back to about 12 years ago.
The centre of my memory was this woman whose name can’t be recalled; yet, I still vividly remember how this elderly woman kept food supplements from the volunteering organization in which I was included until my next visit with other students and offered that to us.

 

“Several times, I noticed some of the food passed expiration dates. I was too young and immature to think about her hospitality or waiting embodied in the food she offered us. I remember how I threw them away when I left her house.”

 

Reinvigorating my emotions and memory of that moment, I installed this series of ceramic pieces with expired food (Yakult and peanut caramels, the food that she gave me) inside to demonstrate the hospitality from the elderly woman, which I would illustrate as the poignant warmth.
Regarding my work, Here, My waiting, I am offering viewers one of the foods given to me by the elderly lady in past: Choco-pie.