2abbithole
“2abbithole” is a neutral archive, lexicon, and diary of lies, attempting to record and depict the traces left behind by “them”, moments of curling into themselves and faintly aching voids; Amidst countless hollows, the trajectories of the rabbits gradually form a human silhouette, yet one that is entirely non-human in shape, but rather a pervasive presence that no one can ignore——
down the rabbit hole
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The rampaging elephant in my abdome
30/3/2025
Site-specific installations & Mixed media
Shanghai, ACENTRICSPACE
30/3/2025
Site-specific installations & Mixed media
Shanghai, ACENTRICSPACE
This project originated as a site-specific installation meditating on language, desire, and void. My ongoing inquiry has centered on the visual articulation of these themes. Initially, I sought to construct a spatial framework to accommodate the conceptual premises, yet a certain aberrant desire perpetually thwarted fulfillment. Objects and spatial arrangements appeared to coalesce into a predetermined "semantic void"—awaiting observation and discursive saturation. Such saturation, however, suggested a unidirectional and congealed dialogic condition. Gradually, the conviction emerged that the work must possess its own vitality… Hence arose the impetus to explore its realization through a live, performative iteration.
see more: The rampaging elephant in my abdome(2025)
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2025/5/25 Topu Town
Performance
The Peripheral Experiment
Then, I transformed it into a theater, concealing myself behind the scenes. By withdrawing from the stage, I hoped to let the acoustic texts—a pure form of language—manipulate the participants, just to see what might unfold. Perhaps at that time, my understanding of language was largely shaped by the absurd sensation of being in turn manipulated by a human-invented “non-existent entity” or “fabrication.” I wanted to observe the reactions evoked in the participants, where emptiness was no longer static but rather an “empty chamber of action” constituted by language permeating the space… Yet this remained a unidirectional flow. I still felt unsatisfied—is language merely this? It seemed that I had set all the rules, yet what was missing was a genuine “response”…
see more: The rampaging elephant in my abdomen(2025)
see more: The rampaging elephant in my abdomen(2025)
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2025/8/23
Lvtao Light-Catching Art Community, Dali
Performance
Then, it evolved into something existing in the liminal space between "immersive theater" and "puzzle game." I attempted to guide the audience to discover and read the text in a certain way, to step into the spaces between words and sentences. It was then that I finally glimpsed the possibility of dialogue. I thought, perhaps what I hoped to create was a kind of "relational vessel"…
I believe language may be precisely such a non-thing. Only by creating and using it can we reach beneath the skin—through a means perhaps too intense, too direct, one that must collapse into signs and concepts, filled with violence and error—and thereby touch one another in tangible ways.
I believe language may be precisely such a non-thing. Only by creating and using it can we reach beneath the skin—through a means perhaps too intense, too direct, one that must collapse into signs and concepts, filled with violence and error—and thereby touch one another in tangible ways.
see more: Bodily vessel(2025)
yuechen wang(roro)
Artist working with site-specific installations, video, and theater;
A denture that tells stories and lies.
A denture that tells stories and lies.
The theater project 2abbithole has been taking shape since March 2025. At first, I only had a vague, sensory outline—I have been feeling my way through like a blind person touching an elephant, trying to grasp what it truly is. It has shifted from a multidisciplinary site-specific installation, to theater, to some form of game, improvisation, and perhaps even an archive, a piece of writing, an experimental curatorial act… Even now, its contours remain unclear. It stems from my weariness with traditional exhibitions and my turn toward a desire for dynamic, present, continuously flowing experiences—I realized that what I want is no longer a static "object" to be viewed, but a living, enterable, ongoing organism:
It does not pursue permanence, but embraces the ephemeral and the momentary; it does not offer clear interpretations, but provides sensations, with meaning generated by each participant; it breaks down the binary oppositions of artist–audience, performance–spectatorship, drawing everyone into the same event; it is an orifice, a passage, allowing internal sounds to flow outward and external light to penetrate inward; it is a living, continuously unfolding vessel; it breathes, moves, grows, decays; it refuses to be framed; it longs to encounter living people; it is an experiment in reading and narration—every attempt with media revolves around how one reads or tells of another person, an event, or a certain feeling—and it is also an exploration of relations, connections, and intersubjectivity…
…I do not wish to define or explain it clearly and definitively. Rather, I hope to nurture it as one would a living being, and to watch its contours gradually become clearer before me. This is no longer about presenting an outcome, but about sharing a process—a fluid, ongoing diary that will never fully repeat itself.
Finally, I would like to thank everyone I have encountered during this time, for helping me understand that it is the connection with real people that transforms hollow skin into living flesh.
It does not pursue permanence, but embraces the ephemeral and the momentary; it does not offer clear interpretations, but provides sensations, with meaning generated by each participant; it breaks down the binary oppositions of artist–audience, performance–spectatorship, drawing everyone into the same event; it is an orifice, a passage, allowing internal sounds to flow outward and external light to penetrate inward; it is a living, continuously unfolding vessel; it breathes, moves, grows, decays; it refuses to be framed; it longs to encounter living people; it is an experiment in reading and narration—every attempt with media revolves around how one reads or tells of another person, an event, or a certain feeling—and it is also an exploration of relations, connections, and intersubjectivity…
…I do not wish to define or explain it clearly and definitively. Rather, I hope to nurture it as one would a living being, and to watch its contours gradually become clearer before me. This is no longer about presenting an outcome, but about sharing a process—a fluid, ongoing diary that will never fully repeat itself.
Finally, I would like to thank everyone I have encountered during this time, for helping me understand that it is the connection with real people that transforms hollow skin into living flesh.
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