In something of a response to question posed in KF's pervious post, a piece by Han Cheung, whose constant mobility is fueled by something akin to Berryman's "inner resources" which I will liken here to the wildness of children, that constant motion that was the means and the end.
Han Cheung is diminutive in stature, soft-spoken in voice, and fresh off the boat from NYC(by way of Taipei) this seasoned expat just went through a period of personal enthusiasm training, which often found him entering rooms in a flurry of arm gestures and a severely encouraged expression(occasionally liked to panic or seizures), followed by visible dissipation and an inquiry, "How was that, yo?" During one of the conversations about the decision to amp up his energy level, Han related a few experiences having been interrupted in class discussions by louder speakers. Those impatient colleagues of Han's are unaware that his quiet cadence belies a spry and active intellect. Anyone in too much of a hurry to hear themselves speak are already missing the point. Currently engaged in a Master's Program for Journalism in Columbia, MO, I get the feeling that Han's perfectly at home anywhere, whether New York, Missouri, Panama, or Mongolia. Our discussions on art are always organic, and as such, he approaches "making stuff" with an aesthetic of youthful enthusiasm that more than compensates for any lackthereof in his demeanor.
On a related note, Han is a papier-mâché craftsman. Pictured below are a few masks he made for Hall-O-Ween. More photos to come. In the mean time, check out his site here.
Han has since mostly returned to his natural cadence and tone.
Upon second gaze, I cannot avoid posting I love Valentines Bear and hope to receive it as a valentine one day.
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