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Ananda Zhao
Autism Awareness Charity Exhibition
" In a world we are all interconnected" , my submission for The Cycle of Life exhibition, is both a continuation of this Returning to the Core and Love series and a pivotal moment in this empowering healing journey.
Core Concept: Integrating "Art + Technology + Healing" to create the world's first holistic art therapy ecosystem merging Eastern philosophy, AI-generated art, smart hardware, and immersive experiences.
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Ga
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Gate apartment door, when third-grade Wednesdays meant racing home to her golden egg pancakes. Those tender crepes, rolled with stir-fried potatoes and bean sprouts, saw my eight-year-old self devouring seven or eight at a sitting, sometimes forcing down one extra just to hear her chuckle: "Look how DouDou relishes every bite!" To this day, I believe loving and making others feel loved are separate acts—my childhood instinct knew that savoring a cook’s offerings might be life’s purest love language.
Three days after her passing, I attempted the psychological "empty chair" exercise. Staring at our photographs until the edges blurred, I conjured her presence—those shrewd obsidian eyes glinting beneath papery lids, that perpetual half-smile curling like autumn leaf edges. The question slipped out unbidden: "Grandma, did you love me?" No hesitation colored her reply, only the familiar rustle of her quilted jacket as she leaned forward: "In our days, we didn’t speak of love. We lived. We stayed. You were my first granddaughter—that was the truth of it."
Born in 1945, she’d navigated ration coupons and grain queues; I arrived in 2000 amid abundance, free to ponder life’s whys. How strange—blood relatives separated not just by decades, but by entire universes of experience.
That day, I strained to see through her eyes, knowing the futility: granddaughter and grandmother, our bond predefined by duty’s unspoken contract—her nourishing my childhood, me tending her twilight years. Yet beneath these inherited roles lived Wang Jiansheng: woman who hated mutton but gnawed chicken feet with gusto, who stored walnut kernels in floral tins "for brain health," whose quick fingers could shuffle mahjong tiles faster than any senior center shark. When dementia-free at eighty, she’d still outcalculate pharmacy scams while munching sunflower seeds.With this understanding, I’ve not only personally witnessed my grandson’s journey as a caregiver, but have long embraced her as a radiant, unique individual – complete with distinctive routines, passions, and an authenticity that illuminates her place in the world.
During our final imagined conversation, she cut me off with a bookie’s grin: "Enough tears—I’ve got enough old pension to win at mahjong." My laughter caught, jaw stiffening as if her dentures had migrated to my mouth. Later, I drew the feeling with my left hand, friend didn't know the cause, but he said that he felt - we kept drawing a circle, and the end of the circle was another starting point.Like the Diamond Sutra says—"Allcomposed things are like a dream,a phantom, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning.This is how to meditate on them,this is how to observe them."(Thich Nhat Hanh,1992)Thank you, Madam Wang Jiansheng, for the pancake-scented memories. Thank you for teaching me death’s bittersweet grammar. Today I stand here—love spoken, gratitude given, apologies tendered, farewells whispered. May your next journey be smooth as combed silver hair, complete as a winning mahjong hand, free as nut shells scattering in the wind.
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt int
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt into this world, move through it
And, when the time is right, fade away.
A current disconnect has left our hearts
Unaware of this beautiful cycle.
We are bereft when we lose those close to us.
And unable to move from our place of grief.
We need circle of life communities
To help us dance to this rhythm.
Filled with the joyful noises of new life,
And the sounds of humanity playing.
Front porches filled with rockers
Holding smiling elders exuding love.
Parents in their free time immersed in
Playing with the young, supported by their elders.
Neighborhoods united in saying goodbye
To those returning to the dust that formed them.
Celebrating their lives in joyful shared stories
With memories we hold dear in our hearts.
Communities united to celebrate new souls
Bursting noisily onto the scene.
Stepping in to the empty spaces left by those gone.
Offering hope for the future in their tiny hands.
The circle is a continuous celebration
An honoring of every stage of life
From newly emerging to recently departed,
As well as every moment in between.
Along it's arc we come together as one
To perform a beautiful shared dance
Fueled by a pulsing, irresistible heartbeat.
Our souls joyfully and harmoniously in sync.
We are a community who walk together
Our path unfolding - arrival, life, death, rebirth -
In a pattern as old as the universe
The circle of life.
Ananda Zhao
International Day of Disabled Persons Special Public Welfare Project x The Disability Arts Healing Program
The Awesome Interactive Board is an innovative interactive installation that redefines how participants engage with learning and communication through a multisensory experience. It allows users to interact through touch, sound, and sight, adapting to individual interactions to personalize the learning journey. This design not only unfolds different narratives but also enhances understanding by building logical connections, making itanin clusive tool that caters to diverse learning preferencesandabilities.
"Maze" is an interactive web project that simulates the experience of navigating a control system, drawing inspiration from common online disturbances such as spam sites, irrelevant advertisements, and viruses. The project incorporates interactive areas that introduce unpredictable disruptions, emphasizing themes of control and frustration. Users explore the system by clicking on various entrances, which leads them through different pages. Each page presents unique challenges that mimic the difficulties typically encountered during internet browsing. This design not only reflects the chaotic nature of the web but also engages users in a thought-provoking way.
The Third Eye is a wearable device meticulously crafted for navigation, harnessing the power of infrared waves to detect nearby obstacles. Equipped with an infrared sensor, it promptly alerts users through visual cues and buzzer vibrations, ensuring public awareness. In experimental trials, the visual alerts not only enhance the confidence of individuals with disabilities but also foster a stronger sense of connection with the broader community.
Ananda Zhao
<Space Love> installation 2022
Chandler's work not only explores space sexuality but also poetically expresses life in zero gravity. In a weightless environment, everyday actions like putting on pants or using a spoon become elegant floating dances. The "Space Sex Ring" encourages us to re-evaluate these daily activities, elevating them to a new aesthetic level and appreciating the complexity and beauty of human interaction. This project showcases Chandler Cheng 's unique philosophical perspectiv
Ananda Zhao
This book could also be used as a helping tool for therapists in therapy with children, or a book for public education and promotion of mental health. May we all awaken and connect with the moon flower in our hearts, caring for and nourishing our little seeds on the journey
This is a performance art piece that has no script, no rehearsal, and no one who attends knows about the performance art display. The entire process is an improvisational interaction between the artist and the participants. The stories depicted in the image are the stories that the artist experienced and felt during the process of reviewing the performance art.
This is a short film recording the whole process of the author eating dessert.
Ananda Zhao
"The Bird's Nest" is an installation artwork by the embroidery artist Guo Xiaoqi. This piece was inspired by the real-life experience of one of Guo Xiaoqi's friends. Using the hair she preserved during her pregnancy, Guo Xiaoqi created the installation artwork "The Bird's Nest." She wove the hair into the shape of a bird's nest and placed it atop natural trees, capturing moments of birds approaching the installation in imagery. This artwork not only immortalizes a chapter of her friend's life but also symbolizes the nurturing and rebirth of life.
"To my care the great beauty" is a generative art work related to grief intervention for the bereaved community, which also contains the author's longing for his father who passed away three years ago. In the context of China's demand for "mourning" in the face of bereavement, people seem more willing to emphasize strength rather than pain when facing grief. However, "mourning" is not about retracting or transferring grief, but burying it deep in the heart. Sorrow, as a continuation of love, should be accepted and spoken of. This work attempts to use artistic intervention to search for images hidden beneath emotions and attempt to transform grief intervention techniques into artistic forms.
The front cover of the healing book. The mark of the beginning of this self-exploration and self-care journey of communicating with one’s own body.
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