acrylic on mirror; installation art; 60x60cm “Does she love me, does she love me not?" -- This is a question that I've always asked my mirror. Often I look in the mirror with disgust. However, I never knew where this hatred came from, and why I always stared at my reflection with such glaring eyes. This self portrait captures the inner conflict with myself, as if she looking down on me, or perhaps, telling me the answer. Hopefully, one day the last petal will show the answer I want.

Medium: pen on paper, coloured on procreate When I was young, my mom told me to look around in the MTR (the HK railway system), and notice how everybody is glued to their phones. Even years later, every time I take the MTR, I can't help but be reminded of what my mom said.

Medium: pen, watercolour 210x297mm On a Sunday, my dad and I went to a small noodle shop. I wasn't hungry, so I was waiting for my dad to finish eating. However, since he was taking a while I decided to draw the noodle shop. He ended up waiting for me for thirty minutes.