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About This Artist
Melissa Lewis (顾眉) is a ChineseAmerican artist working with mixed identities and mediums. Her work has been presented here and abroad. She thinks often of decolonization, mother tongues, and queerness. Melissa has been dreaming and reading about Bruce Lee for the last year, and comes from a background of traditional Chinese folk arts.
Current Key Collaborators:
Brenton Cheng. Rose Huey. Kim Ip. Nina Wu.
About this Project
An all-Chinese cast performs identity, martial arts technique, and cha-cha. This research-driven, interdisciplinary work considers Bruce Lee and his legacy as local master, film icon and hero.
Photos courtesy of Melissa Lewis
What is the body’s relationship to furniture, to structure, to the design we inhabit but rarely have an opportunity to adapt? How can design be appropriated to be more collaborative in creation and destruction, shaped by our social norms and urban conditions? Can design be improvisational, performative even? What happens when humans are no longer […]
The need for a wow is paramount. There is no situation where a wow can not shake the habitual, move you in to the very heart of the mundane, and re-fascinate your existence. From day to day, we move about in a world that we know very little about. I do not know how electricity […]
We were led into a cobblestone courtyard after a short trek through the layer cake city of Belgrade. The old and the new built alongside and on top of each other. All stonework and stairways in and around the ancient walkways of the city. They took us up away from the river, past stately parks […]
Telling myself what to do feels foreign And bends itself into what will turn into the first escape of many It takes a careful tread and a dissonant listening in order to achieve the uncut smile that spreads across my face So I scan wildly Wanting no one’s eye but my own Desperation and wanton […]