“In the spring of 2016, I started an outdoor installation project at a neglected rest area on the hillside for eight months. I occupied the abandoned space to extend my art practice outside of institutional spaces, and furthermore, to see if this unpredictable physicality of nature could be used as a material. I added treated timber and metal beams to the original structure and responded to various interferences of the wilderness, such as fierce weeds, tangled thorns, heavy rain, burning sunlight, and the darkness of the night. If I built a pillar, a vine would climb around it overnight, and if I installed a wall, swarms of ants would build their own nest below it. As the wilderness strongly interfered with the controllability and sustainability of my installation, attempts at refinement and polishing continuously failed, and the space transformed into something ambivalent and peculiar. This meant that its completion was far out of my reach. That year, on a very cold day in December, all living things were gone. When nature finally welcomed my installation and performance into the wood, I invited the audience into the metamorphic space.”