Fei Wang is a Chinese visual artist based in London and Shenzhen. Her work is mostly focused on the impact of trauma on individuals, with a focus on power and the violence of human nature on a spiritual level. Inspired by literature and cinema, her work is a constant practice of expressing herself through controlling the distance between image and reality. She uses photography, installation, video, and writing as her main media.
Fei Wang
I have been thinking the intertwined nature of "mirrors" and "windows". The forest at dusk transports me to a time and place where Lars von Trier's Antichrist meets the history of the witch hunt. The dark red curtains of the street propel me into the demon's room in David Lynch's Twin Peaks. The twisted body traps me in Yorgos Lanthimos' Dogtooth, where a family is under the extreme control of their parents. If reality is a street and the individual psyche is a house, then I am always pushed into the house where I belong at random moments. The unresolved images on the street are the keys to my house: a floating tree shadow, a door to the unknown, an obscured window, a puddle of frozen water. What elements are added to or subtracted from these images will move me closer or further away from reality. I am constantly picking up a stone and putting down another one in the image through practice. In the process, I am constantly figuring out the scale that exists between reality and the mental space in the images.
One night, as I lay in bed, the moon appeared in the uppermost pane of the window, discreetly emitting a firm light. At that moment, my body turned into a liquid and flowed into the walls of a room filled with objects. The external space was no longer a hard solid, but a sponge that could absorb water. I thought of Fernando Pessoa's description in The Book of Disquiet, "My heart draped in a child's velvet shirt, going to a church it did not know, smiling in the open white collar, flushed with the first excited impressions, without any hint of sadness in its eyes."