Joyce, VDXXIV

玉米
1991年出生於基隆市
2010年加入台大登山社
2014年畢業於台灣大學生化科技系
2014年於下田窯向 徐興隆老師與 洪瑩琪老師拜師學陶兩年
2016年創立迷你窯工作室

作為一個冒險家,我爬山,我溯溪,我攀岩,我樂於奔向自己的所愛。
作為一場人生冒險的開始,我選擇了不平凡的荊棘之路。大學的最後一年,我拋下一切,挑起了一場人生的賭博,賭的是夢想的實踐、博的是不後悔的人生與渴望創作的悸動。曾經挨餓,曾經迷惘,曾經害怕,曾經痛哭,我一步步地拔除身上的刺,一步步的越挫越勇,終於有了機會辦了第一場展覽,雖小卻美,更是我短短三年邁向陶藝創作之路的里程碑。

如果沒有當初放手一搏,今日恐怕來的更晚,甚至不會實現

Joyce

1991 Born in Keelung City
2010 Join to the NTU mountain club
2014 Graduated from Department of Biochemical Science and Technology, NTU
2014 Learned potteries from 徐興隆and 洪瑩琪 in 下田窯
2016 Set up 迷你窯

As an adventurer, I go mountain climbing, river tracing, rock climbing. I enjoy doing what I love.

As a beginning of my life adventure after graduating, I chose a much harsher way-a thorny road to my freedom. In the last year of my college, I cast away all my own profession and devoted to a whole different art world. It’s literally like the gamble. Gamble on my dream, Walk through the life without regret and my heart burns again for creation.
Even though, I was once lost, confused, terrified, and even shed tears. Step by step, I lived, savored every difficulty and consumed. I believe that the more frustrated I am, the stronger I will be. Finally, here comes to my first show in this lovely place, not too grand but fragrant. Now it’s the time to create.

Without giving it a shot, there would be no today.

Statement

一株草的價值

世界上有很多奇花異草,擁有我們的珍惜。世界上有許多野花野草,卻常常遭到我們的踐踏。在花草的世界,我也許就是那野花野草,在人類的世界,我用陶器,將平凡變不平凡,將野花野草納入陶器的時尚界。
你曾經以為自己平凡又弱小嗎?在我的生活圈裡,認識很多駐足不前的人,很多生活迷惘的人;在這個世代,有很多擁有夢想卻屈服於金錢之下的人;在我做陶的日子裡,不斷思考人生的問題。想不透,便看看天空,再不透,看看地上。世界如此之大,而我就像那野花野草,擠身於世界之牆的一道狹縫,透過花瓶,我才能脫離縫隙,被人看見。花瓶象徵一個希望,化腐朽為神奇,化平凡為不平凡。

人生苦短,至少曾經美過。試著找尋屬於你的容身之所!

Title

The price of the weeds

There are many unique plants, we cherish them. There are many unknown flowers and grass, we trample on them. In the world of plants, I may be the grass which means nobody. In the human world, I help nobody to be somebody by using pottery. Take nobody to the red carpet of the plant world.

Have you ever been normal and weak? I know a lot of people hesitating to proceed, confused to their lives. In this generation, people give up dreaming and give in to money. Every day I pot, I keep thinking a lot about the philosophy of life. Life is truly hard to manage. When it makes no sense, then look up to the sky. When it happens again, then look at the ground. I am like the weeds in the gap, as the small dust to the world. Nevertheless, with a vase, the weeds can be seen. Turn bad into good. Turn nobody to somebody.

Life is short, at least we were once beautiful. Try to figure out who you are. We are not only nobody and let Nature heal you.

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