100 drops of my mother’s tears

Being uncomfortable in one’s own skin is an imminent passage from childhood to adulthood. But sometimes these perceptions become engraved in our identity, and the remnants of discomfort become part of our daily lives. Through the discontent of my own identity, I create masks. Masks are able to change, conceal, and bestow the bearer a new identity. Through these mask I narrate folklore and myths, divulging from Korean and Japanese culture. These stories reference gender ambiguity, racial hierarchy, self-dissatisfaction, and the remnants of childhood that lie within the core of one’s identity.