Zhuoyun Chen

UUFO consists of 6 short chapters/stories. Each describes a memory. Dealing with conflicting interpretations of China from the 1960s onwards, UUFO contrasts past generations’ stories with contemporary perceptions. UUFO stands for Universal Unidentified Flying Object.

A dreamlike, fantastical drift around a fractured identity, with dazzling visual inventions. Like a diary that visually conveys a state of being between two worlds.

In What’s Ours and What We Are, images, motifs and words that originally served a particular political agenda are playfully manipulated to distort and re-contextualize their original status, satirically articulating the purpose of propaganda which is to ‘speak to’ and ultimately to persuade a spectator.

A ghost, a face, lucid minerals, vague landscapes... What do you see when my words fall? To experience delayed emotions is like trying to decipher a riddle caught up in time lags. I wanted to tell that riddle visually. -ZYC

UUFO consists of 6 short chapters/stories. Each describes a memory. Dealing with conflicting interpretations of China from the 1960s onwards, UUFO contrasts past generations’ stories with contemporary perceptions. UUFO stands for Universal Unidentified Flying Object.

A dreamlike, fantastical drift around a fractured identity, with dazzling visual inventions. Like a diary that visually conveys a state of being between two worlds.

A dreamlike, fantastical drift around a fractured identity, with dazzling visual inventions. Like a diary that visually conveys a state of being between two worlds.

A dreamlike, fantastical drift around a fractured identity, with dazzling visual inventions. Like a diary that visually conveys a state of being between two worlds.

In What’s Ours and What We Are, images, motifs and words that originally served a particular political agenda are playfully manipulated to distort and re-contextualize their original status, satirically articulating the purpose of propaganda which is to ‘speak to’ and ultimately to persuade a spectator.

A ghost, a face, lucid minerals, vague landscapes... What do you see when my words fall? To experience delayed emotions is like trying to decipher a riddle caught up in time lags. I wanted to tell that riddle visually. -ZYC