3D掃描

A visual poem of maritime disaster rituals, reflecting the cycle of life and death and the memory of the deceased.

On this street, I often try to piece together and visualize the childhood memories of my mother, who is Burmese Chinese, while pondering over the coexistence state and cultural microcosm of people who have “remigrated” back to Taiwanese society.

I guided relatives in the U.S. to scan their homes, merging their 3D models with our space in Taiwan—building a layered architecture of connection and separation. *That・This was originally a moving-image and VR installation.

Sometimes, as I gaze at people in the physical world, their presence becomes increasingly blurred and fractured until only a hollow shell remains.