ren zi: ouroborous

work-a-day demands of past few months superseded my duty to update this blog, most of which tie in with my next show in early april (details soon)

administrative stuff aside, it's been full throttle with:
a) creating my 1st video work -- & fulfilling a childhood dream of producing my own animation

b) redesigning ren-zi.com, which henceforth will showcase my body of works, leaving this blog for updates

c) working with jada art on braun buffel's upcoming charity auction benefitting "very special arts". more on my contribution here

the artist

ren zi was drawing before learning to write. his first word was “light”

he grew up on a diet of maurice sendak, ultraman, subtitled chinese, malay, indian melodramas. at aged 4, he opened his 1st art show on the headboard of his parents’ bed. the impoverished collection included a china-made bobo doll & his orange shit pot (very duchamp)

his sense of humour is tempered by sneaky streaks of blue. he has vegetarian tendencies

educated in a mission school, he had his apostasy at 13. he adopted claire tham’s “fascist rock, stories of rebellion” as his bible instead

part otaku, part science geek, he is influenced by the weird & wonderful in nature, technology & pop culture. that his background in psychology allows him to read minds is a blatant fabrication

he weaves stories for brands for a living though art is his real job. against an innate nihilism, he nonetheless lives in hope

ren zi

breaking radio silence 这几个月来。。。

ouroborous 永远的盘桓