I was dancing before there was a dance.
When the body has not moved,
the mind already dances in dreams.
The dream of dancing,
is fulfilling a dream of being.
It whispers to my ear at every corner of the road,
Why do you dance?
would like to manifest,
through this body.
For this deep passion,
Who am I
Trained in Taiwan with a Qi Gong master for 10 years, where it has become a practice for life and an endless resource for movement research. Graduated from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago and received B.F.A. in 2008. As an artist, in the last 7 years has worked with adult and children in developing long term projects that nurtures individual's artistic growth and spiritual wellbeing, by incorporating various approaches such as painting, drawing, movement, dance, play, writing and meditation. Currently living in NYC and training at the Martha Graham School of Contemporary Dance.
I was born in Taiwan, into a very loving family. My mother used to be a math teacher in high school. Later in her life after her retirement, she becomes a meditator. She is a very special woman, wise and open minded. She is my spiritual guide and friend. My father is an engineer. He knows about machines, the mechanics of machinery. He knows how to build a car. He also knows how to build a helicopter. One of his jobs was to design the engine for a helicopter. He said that was his favourite job among all, and he got to fly in the machines he built. Whenever I tell anyone that I grew up to be an artist and my little brother becomes a classical musician, they always ask me "Are your parents artists?" "No, they are not." But I think in some way, yes, because they are artists of life. If art takes a person on a journey to discovering the deepest potential and finding ways to express that creativity, their life story have been my inspiration to becoming who I am now.
Traveling has always been a key element in my life. When I was younger, my parents often took my brother and I on trips, driving us around the island into nature, sometimes even took us overseas. My mother loved traveling, and my father travels frequently to many countries for work. I guess growing up with this makes me feel that moving here and there is not a big deal. I feel there is a bigger sense of the world that is beyond what I can perceive, and moving in this world is very natural.
I took my first solo trip when I was 14, to NewZealand for three months studying English. I lived in Christchurch in the south island on a hill near the ocean. Everyday when it was still dark, I would walk down the hill to go to school. As I was walking, the sun would rise. I would watch the sky changes colour slowly until it is completely daylight, then I would reach the bottom of the hill where the bus stop is to take me to school. Everyday, I got to watch the sunrise. And everyday after school, I would take the bus back to the bottom of the hill, then walk up to home. It was also the first time I learned about hitchhiking. Some students who lived on the top of the hill would sometimes ask for a ride from cars going up. One day, out of curiosity, I also did! On some days when coming home, I would get off the bus a couple of stops earlier or later, and go for a walk on the beach. There was no one else there, just me and the ocean. Sometimes I would stay for a long time, just being there, being in the quietness in the sound of waves.
The experience of traveling on my own at such a young age changed my life. I had the time to be alone. I enjoy the quiet times being alone, and in those times I have learned to be with myself.
When I was 12, I went backpacking one summer all over Europe with my mother's close friend and her family. She becomes my second mom later. I always call her "Mommy". At that time I didn't know what backpacking was, and backpacking was not so much a trend like nowadays. I was just asked if I would like to go on a trip with her, and I said yes. Now to think of it, it was a bit courageous of me to agree to go on a month long trip with someone I wasn't very close with in the beginning. And it was very brave of her to decide to bring a 12-year-old girl along. Before going, she brought an old backpack to me that fit my size, and told me to put some clothes and things I would need in there. Then we went. It turned out to be a truly eye opening journey.
We didn't travel with a lot of money. Sometimes we camped, sometimes we stayed in youth hostels, and occasionally we stay in small hotels. I remembered the first days when we camped in a small town in the U.K.. It was my first experience of camping, and in such a beautiful place. There was a small river that runs through the camping site with many willow trees next to it. And there is the fresh soft green grass, over that we set out our tent.
I remember the fresh clean smell in the air. I remember the wind blowing on the willow trees to make it dance. We went to the close-by shops to buy food, and then cook it with our little gas cooker. We watched the stars in the night, and before going to bed, hid our shoes so they wouldn't get stolen by the night animals. Our life was unlike anything I had experienced before. I did not know it was possible to live this way.
We met many travellers, families. I didn't speak any of their languages, but I guess we could feel each other without using many words. At that age, it's easy to play together. Language is not a barrier to stop us, because playing is universal. We met a dutch family in a camping site in France and later was invited to their home in the Netherlands. They showed us around the town and the school the daughter went to. Upon leaving, the daughter and I changed a gift. She gave me her little teddy bear. Since I was traveling and didn't have much with me, I gave her an Eiffel Tower key chain that I loved at that time.
When traveling, I meet people who live very differently from myself. It is amazing to see. Sometimes, I would be invited to become a part of it, even just for a short period of time. I learn to respect different choices of life, different point of views. Life is broaden through this experience.
第一次走進現代舞教室就遇見瑪莎葛蘭姆技法(Martha Graham Technique)。相對於氣功與太極導引，葛蘭姆技法釋放出身體裡野性的力量，由核心沿著脊椎與四肢劇烈的爆炸開。我對這股力量徹底臣服。
2009年離開美國的前兩個月，我參加紐約瑪莎葛蘭姆現代舞舞蹈學院(Martha Graham School of Contemporary Dance)的密集訓練。2014年夏天，再重回葛蘭姆學校習舞兩個月。潛伏多年，蓄積的舞蹈能量頓時舒展開。我心無旁騖聽著身體跟我對話，接收世界給我靈感，隨時隨地都在跳舞，走路、等車、坐著、站著、躺著都離不開舞蹈。我沈浸於舞蹈世界，以前所未有的速度成長。