I am not a third person. I am not an objective. I am not my age, my birthplace or bloodline. I am human first. in the following lines I will tell you how these flesh and bones, body of work, came to be.
With a background in philosophy, I aim to develop research through artistic methods to question body politics in the domestic house. That is why you'll encounter practice and theory in equal parts. They are in continuous conversation with each other. Call it mutualistic. In coexistence. Interdependent. As I see different worlds colliding, I draw parallels between disciplines and push their borders by doing so. Brought up multilingual, these conversations reveal themselves mostly in English while reverting to the Vietnamese and Dutch language as well. Although the mixture of language has been a confusing element in my life, I do not conceive it as a negative aspect. Rather, it makes me able to treat words as objects, giving me a playground of poetics. These prevail themselves in ongoing research projects in which the body is being cut, pasted, distorted and deleted.
These are translated through (particapatory) performance, poetry, installations and textile, though taking shapes in many forms. From text and video to smell and the retraction of sight, there is no real fixed medium to work by. As my artistry developed, I have discovered one thing: My consistency will not rely on the medium. It is the story, the concept, the experience conveyed. This is what matters.