Wenhao Huang is a seasoned editorial illustrator, painter, educator, and printmaker based in Manhattan, New York. He has been involved in international art projects and internships ( Japan, China and Dubai ) to celebrate cultural and artistic diversity. Huang has a BFA from Rhode Island School of Design and a MA from Royal College of Art.
Huang’s work dissects the quality of storytelling post-thriving of social media while confronting his own emotion such as insecurity and resentment towards self- imperfection. Through illustrating unique characters that are personal and emotional, Huang questions the criteria set by the media towards storytelling: what kind of experiences are deemed acceptable or discardable. Huang’s work is often narrative-based with characters that are rendered in intricate detail and embedded in backgrounds of continuous disarray. A sliver of reality also can be seen to carry visual references that viewers can correspond and react to based on their own experience. Huang’s work is also theatrical. Narratives and characters dramatically perform simple tasks, accompanied by unexplainable chaos that distorts and confuses the scenario.
‘AfterBreakfast’ illuminates concerns regarding possible backlashes in posting sports-related injuries on social media. Huang utilises experiences from recent injuries to draw awareness to the modern dependency on social media. Problems are dramatised, celebrated, and discussed, but left unsolved. Huang’s prints embody the nebulous attitude of social media users; specifically, its blatant disregard of authenticity in pursuit of entertainment and fame. Through linocut, Huang attempts to mimic the mechanics of social media by restricting carving tools and repeating patterns that go into the print.
a nice day, must be, when a hot plate sat on my face.
Lights soothe the straining heart, and “pulse” too impatient to wait another day.
Situated, ACL torn but can’t I move?
Pain, a light pivot feels like a thousand splits and a thousand… no more
Mind I, anymore of this deliciousness?
Taste of sourness, sweetness, and caring prolong the pain
“Caring” exits, “Sweetness” benches, and “Sourness” in play
Thanks for breakfast, but where’s the check?
Mind I, share the desperation for a spare of change
Wait, feels different when shared on screens.
Count of three, emojis all hail the king.
Red, blue, prayer, time to leave the scene..