Hana Yun-Stevens
I am often weary of obliging my viewers to conform to
fixed interpretations of the scenes I create, especially since
I am sometimes unsure of how to interpret my own work.
It often surprises me, as I stumble across a multiplicity of
themes, not tying myself to one. In this way, I can attempt
to encompass the complexity and chaos of diversely
lived experience, expanding personal, private experience
and perspective towards a public vision. Throughout, the
dreamlike and childlike narrative thread hangs loose in
a way in which I hope to be inelegantly elegant, just like
the awkwardness of my writing when I try to reflect on
anything at all. I hope the continuous combat between
nuance and clarity, between showing what I mean and
also simultaneously discovering it, shines through. It is my
creative process, in both written and visual form.
When it comes to my work, so much is messy, incongruous
and one has even said ‘hard to look at’, but this is merely
a youthful exploration (and yet so much more than that)
and thus it is bound to be imperfect. It is bound to push the
boundaries between meaningfulness and meaninglessness,
predictability and unpredictability, whatever it is you that
you, the viewer, will.