As a New York-based visual artist with roots in Singapore and Brooklyn, I reflect on a single moment captured during a fleeting journey through Japan—where a 26-year-old woman in a student uniform becomes more than just a subject. She becomes a symbol of quiet resilience, cultural liminality, and the poetry of presence. This is not just about fashion or travel; it’s about how light, silence, and stillness can speak louder than any pose. Through my lens, I explore what it means to be seen—and to see oneself.

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As a New York-based visual artist shaped by Chinese philosophy and Western modernism, I reflect on the tension between spectacle and soul in fashion photography. This piece reimagines a 2018 swimwear shoot not as mere glamour, but as a meditation on identity—where bold leopard print becomes a metaphor for inner wildness, and stillness becomes its truest expression. Through my lens, beauty is not performance; it’s presence.

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In this reflective piece, I revisit a moment from my early career — a tropical photo shoot in Saipan that once felt like pure glamour. Now, years later, I see it differently: not as a display of form, but as an act of quiet surrender to the wind, water, and the self. Through soft light and layered textures, I explore how vulnerability becomes beauty when we stop performing for the lens. This is more than photography — it’s a meditation on presence.

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As a photographer who grew up between Brooklyn streets and Singaporean tea houses, I’ve spent years exploring how silence speaks louder than pose. This piece reflects on a moment in 2019 — a young model’s first shoot, her body draped in white lace — not as spectacle, but as contemplation. What does it mean to show yourself without performing? How can vulnerability become strength? In this raw reflection, I reclaim the narrative from objectification to introspection. Let’s talk about beauty that breathes.

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As a New York-based visual artist with roots in Singapore and Brooklyn, I revisit a quiet moment from 2017—my second shoot on Boracay. This wasn’t about posing or performance. It was about stillness, skin kissed by salt and sun, and the courage to be seen without permission. In this reflection, I explore how feminine presence isn’t defined by spectacle—but by sovereignty over one’s own image. The body is not a stage; it’s a sanctuary.

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