Photography, poetry, film, concept by CINDY NGUYEN Made at Tokyo Eric Kim Workshop, 2017 Do you still remember how to rustle, shake, and dance to the melody of wind and sky? Or do your concrete mirrors only know how to stand still, bitter, and silent? — Can I hold you forever closely in this
"HAPTICLABS" words by Cindy Nguyen YES to playful experiments to dream, to wonder, to make, to see an eternal return to the creative everyday. NO to dreadful apparitions of self doubt, anxiety, the future, that faint whisper of Fear disguised as Reason.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UECecWBla40 Interview with Cindy Nguyen by Eric Kim: essayist, dreamer, and maker.
Playful abstractions crisp cutaways, polygonal edges, a breath of negative space. Meditations in minimalism daydreams in disorder. TOKYO GLASS BY CINDY NGUYEN METADATA: ikebana found paper ephemera handmade mulberry paper coffee grounds photoshop polygonal lasso
from MIS-READING by CINDY NGUYEN: “The fit is not flattering” She mouths their murmurs to the reflection before her. Eyes scan a faintly familiar figure. Of crossed legs, brushed hair, slouched shoulders. It is her, it is she, it is me. A miss-fit. Clean contours of plastic perfection Support,
As a female immigrant and refugee, I was taught that my labor was cheap.
papers flurry ideas hurry the warmth of freshly pressed thoughts on eggshell leaves. a touch of the keys euphoric release of fragments laced to prose. published vulnerability a flicker of humanity. "Hello Haptic." song by Cindy Nguyen Sounds by Hanoi, the city Giraffage -