I heard that the sea can heal everything, I threw my diary into it

Ingrid Cheng

2022 | Video Installation | Pulp, Sea glass, Mobile phone, Video, Flannel

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The horizontal and vertical writing on the diary preserves the memory like an imprint, and those unknown secrets are preserved by it. Perhaps it is a kind of vigilance, telling myself not to make mistakes again, or it may be talking, only the diary is willing to listen, those engraved words and the scars of self-harm on the body can be said to be equated with existence. As long as the sharp glass is thrown into the sea, it will be constantly stirred and reshaped by the waves, and the sharp glass will eventually be polished into a blunt and thornless shape by the waves. Perhaps as long as the diary is shaped in the same way, it can eventually become a unique existence, just like running in with time after self-inflicted trauma.