ComPeung Artist-in-Residence Program

Sep.7-Oct.7, 2016 / Doisaket, Chiang Mai, Thailand

Sojourn

To call the place sojourn where I live short time, sensible of every existent to fade away, if regard as in a long time, even our whole life, like the hermit-crab keep changing their shells as well as our shelter with growth. However, most of the place I sojourned in Thailand, like once I had a rest in the shop which was raining inside, most of the place is no airtight space completely, buildings permeable wind are not necessary to install air conditioners. Why I rethink people close themselves in the locked huge door, even they make sure many times before sleep, to feel safe.

Secret places are not mysterious any more in the developed generation of public media, most of scenic lost its original form, decreasing view of the field, people and their article become a part of the scenery, former width only preserve in the pictures. Sometime can realize the scenery was pretty enough, why people or artists want to put things to join it. Therefore, once you discover the place, the world still preserves some original portion, preserve the community exist not for tourism or just for local life, would let me feel lucky and satisfying, feel negligible balance of the Earth.

Discover the moss changing around the lake; the garbages put front of ordinary people’s house in the morning, then disappeared in the afternoon; the papers that I put on the stones changed to have many holes in different shape by the rain, furthermore, snails and their poop remain on the surface after one night; the pen’s water exhausted by an idea break out in two days; the typhoon destroyed my hometown when me in Thailand, the ten years old things broken; use the clay blend with the sand to make many balls, then put on the sandbank transform to the sand and clay again by the storm.

Human’s life with their creation of everything, from big to small, hard or weak, it will change or disappeared follow by weather, time. As a result, let me eager to participate in changing. The imagination before your participation just the restless energy, after participation, it's the beginning of realization. Rethink how to interact with the environment with the harmless by an elapse of times, also how to become a part of it, anticipates using a kind of silent posture to blend surrounding.

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Old papers collection

We give too much, from buildings, road, the paper from the tree, deleterious gas…

Rather than use the new thing or reproduce thing, better to think how letting the old life blossom coloring. Therefore, the olds put under a shelf in store, dirts, recycles, pick it up to become the material of creation.

Arrange the exhibition around the lake.

Get into the underbrush, climb up the tree, to find out the appropriate location. When starting the exhibition, some works disappeared, others twisted appearance that I still recognize. A storm sculpts a busy morning of whole, the works original form only see for myself and two dog friends who are following. Pictures remain fortunately.

Conscious to let a month’s works change, disappear by weather. Although know a storm would change everything, but also eager to let unconscious mind, to experience disappear of harmless by the time, however, it's very quick to change, just like the original form never, ever existed, but it's already marked on the bottom of a heart by the uncomfortable feeling of disappearance. The work is finally accomplishes after recycling, pictures record the process.

Staying around animals, insects, forest surrounding, being with interesting artists couple, the Thai dad and mom who treat me like themselves daughter; two bicycles with exploration; discover local food at a traditional market; the hot coffee and iced beer permeate rain company with day and night; two dogs sit front of me already when I just open a snacks, eagle-eyed; experience for Thai local Massage with artists in the weekend; many countries of languages exchange in our three meals, the local spicy food let everyone unable to bear red face, sweat, even if local resident; doing yoga at the morning; take a bath in the wild's hot spring with the moon and weird cloud; forest life of animals shake their tail, shine upon inside your eyes since you waking up then pushing out your room’s door at the morning; when you still immerse in the rebirth's feeling, then already arrived exuberant time of a songbird. All feeling is locating at the fare climate of half rain and half sunny_the ends of the rainy season. This is my daily life in Doisaket, if believe these are the appearance of the freedom country, just experience it a tiny portion, tiny as a dream that I start out before.

Came to new place, get know the friends who selflessly sharing their life with the source of relaxing, meet the beautiful scenery, be caught closing into the local thus, by people.

寄居所

我將旅行中停留過的地方形容為寄居所，有感萬物存在於地方若從漫長時間裡來觀看都只能計為暫時性，像是住在沙灘上的寄居蟹，殼便是我們短暫停留的家。而我在泰國大部分的寄居所就跟某日坐在室內正下著小雨的店鋪一樣無完全密閉空間，透風的建築體大多不安裝冷氣。反思人為何將自身關在一個大門深鎖，睡前需再三確認的家中而感到安全；安全感從何時開始不來自於置身戶外、不為看見一條蛇而恐懼、不為被植物荊棘刺傷皮膚感到大驚小怪、不為站在下雨的戶外將淋濕身體而有所謂下自然形成。

在公眾媒體發達的世代秘境不再是秘密，大多數美麗的風景因佔滿了人而失去了原味，土地的視野縮小，人與之遺留物幻化為風景的一部份，原來的寬闊留存於相片中。有時相對景色已足夠美麗，為何人們或藝術家要擺放物品在景色之中。因此每到一個地方，發現世界還保留著些原始部分、保留不為觀光財只為當地維生而存在的小社區時感到幸運與滿足，且為地球感到一絲微不足道平衡。

發現湖畔周遭的青苔隨著氣候變化著型態；早上擺在百姓家門前的垃圾，下午消失；被我放在石頭上的紙張隨著連夜大雨，曬太陽後變換成有許多大小洞、還有蝸牛與之糞便殘留上面的新樣貌；筆的水隨著靈感爆發的兩日而耗盡；人在泰國時看著颱風重創家鄉屏東，家中幾十年的老物一夜被摧毀；混合著沙的土被我揉成數棵圓球置放沙洲一夜，暴風雨後又變回了土沙。感應著人類生活與所創造的一切，從大至小、堅固或脆弱，都將隨時間、天氣改變、消逝，而有了想參與變化的渴望。參與前的想像是一股蠢蠢欲動的能量，而參與後也許才是理解的開始。

如何與環境互動創造一種即將褪化的少害，又如何成為它的部份。期盼以一種安靜的姿態融入週遭。

搜集舊紙類。我們給予的太多，從建築、道路、垃圾、砍伐樹木換來的紙張到細微看不見的有害氣體，與其使用新物或再製造物，不如思考如何讓舊有的生命綻放新氣。那些放置文具店紙架底層隨時間塵化的、即將被回收的、路邊撿來的紙類皆為媒材，拼貼、紙上畫、完成後在每天經過的湖周遭佈展，鑽入草叢、爬上樹木，尋求適當位置。展覽開始時，作品隨著一場大雨扭曲成還認得的新樣貌，一場可預而不期的暴風雨雕塑了整個早上的忙碌，作品的原貌只有我和兩隻隨行布展的狗友親眼知道，所幸照片留存。有意識的讓一個月內所創作的畫作隨氣候變換、消失，明知道雨季將改變一切，但他不正是我在此日日相處的部分。讓潛意識裡想經驗萬物隨時間消失的無感自然發生，改變的速度雖快的像是原貌不曾存在過，卻早已隨著消失所帶來的不適感烙印心底。作品終大部分回收，照片紀錄過程。

置身於動物、昆蟲、森林湖畔周遭，與有趣的藝術家夫妻、待我如女兒般照顧的泰爸媽、兩台伴著去探險的腳踏車、發現道地的傳統市場、參透雨水的熱咖啡冰啤酒共度一天的近早近晚、兩隻看見零食才剛要打開就坐在面前的狗，眼神炯炯渴望、假日和藝術家們體驗道地泰式Massage、多國語言交流的早午晚餐和那些連在地朋友都忍不住滿臉通紅、冒汗嘶聲的辛辣料理，肚子撐了便想著明天的早晨瑜珈，偶爾來場野外配月亮、詭雲的夜間戶外溫泉，起床映入眼前的森林動物搖尾相伴，還沈浸在重生感時，便已來到近午的雞鳴鳥叫期間。所有感受皆座落在每日半雨半晴的雨季末。這是在Doisaket的日常，如果以為體驗了這些就是自由之國的樣貌，那我只經歷到它微小的一部份，像是出發前的夢。

離開前不久的晚上，當地時間晚上七點宣布泰王拉瑪八世逝世，享年八十八歲。隨著身旁友人小心闡述那像是沒有言論自由的表態，模糊的言語中聽到很多我且像是除了泰國以外世界還不知道的事。雖然內心持著懷疑態度，但她的恐懼是真的。

身為短期居留的旅客，察觀泰王離開後周遭改變所帶來的心理壓力。著黑色服裝的人民、擺出捆捆黑色布料生意興隆的店家、放映著泰王歷史的黑白影像、部分娛樂場所禁止營運的快訊、警惕言行服裝要小心的國內新聞等等。城市仍然嘈雜熱鬧，卻在面目擔憂的表情下顯現出心理上的寂靜。閱讀拉瑪八世離世與生前的種種文章，想像生在此國從小被教育著關於世上執政最長的國王所發生的一切，家家戶戶、路邊肖像或雕塑，展現視他如神般的敬仰。

國王是人民生活的部分，也是觀光客眼中的景象。

在軍人統治的國家，國王的離開將帶來什麼樣的改變。記得初到此時和當地朋友分享在台灣一本書裡寫到泰國的泰在泰文裡有自由的意思，所以泰國是自由之國，她擠了一下眉頭露出尷尬笑容說：是嗎。當時我不明白。現旅程結束，所見所聞，那些別人擁有我們所沒有或別人不見得需要的。身處不同文化，經歷同一時間發生卻與我們截然不同的事，感官被放大後的每個當下將成為往後難以抹滅且與未來交融、堆積的一片片。帶著這些碎片，帶回自己的土地，無盡反思、善待、延續。

某日Ong與Mareen騎著重機載著我上山拜訪一位加拿大藝術家，沿途無數個彎與顛簸的道路，身體一刻無法鬆懈。記憶裡她的家是抵達前會陷入泥澡的論胎、是門前溪水瀑布和那有別於其他空間涼爽乾燥、製作西非樂器的工房。從選材、製作到彈奏都來自那高壯的身軀、比我大兩倍結實俐落的手，內外欣賞一個人的美從她製作就像藝術品般的樂器，不發出聲響光是靜靜看著就已綻放迷人的特殊性。來到新環境，認識分享生活放鬆來源的朋友，遇見教你放慢腳步，停下看的美麗畫面，於是慢慢被拉近地方，藉由人。

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