Mixed media (coloured plastic sheets, wood cleats, wire mesh, hot glue sticks). Dimension variable.
Behind the superficial appearance may just lie hidden some deep truth. On the other side of visual images one may just find verbal words.
This landscape is as a meeting point of the image and the words, of the artificial and the intimacy, the false and truth, the memory and the reality, the impossible and the possible…
This work pays homage to my father, dissident poet: The viewers are invited to open those plastic flowers, they will find on their petals a diary of my father, in the form of many poetic words. These writings were prohibited in Vietnam by the authorities. For that my father spent a certain time in prison and lost his right to work, neither to publish his texts, until his death.