Amy Goh
Amy Goh was nourished on mouldy stories swept
ashore from the moody seas of Singapore. She once believed, as a
child, that she was not fully human but was in actual fact a cat
changeling. She also believed that she could turn invisible and
thought the landscape of her house a mythic playground populated by
non-existent beings, so this should not be entirely surprising.
Having found herself unexpectedly grown up,
she continues to subsist on dreamscapes unearthed from the debris
of her constantly convoluted mind. She is afraid, deathly, of the
dams of her imagination bursting; as such, she wishes she could
manufacture numerous doppelgangers to help her conceive the
millions of entities populating her skull. She goes to McGill
University under the cover of being a student of English, German
and East Asian Literature. However, she also freelances
as an artist by night. Which is another way of saying that she
masquerades in the dark as a messenger of dreams. While she is not
writing papers, she draws (rabidly) seascapes of forgotten cities
with the inky secretions of her pen (which she often thinks of as a
fifth limb).
Her pen on paper images are inspired by
a drive to articulate a language that will describe the land
of sunken cities dreaming, behind the veil of daytime reality.
She derives her imagery from such unconscious embarkations to
shadowy shores of dreams, from which she brings back
fragmented narratives that she hopes will resonate with daily
anxieties and fears.
Stories are very integral to the way she views
her craft. She weaves many narratives into her drawings in
labyrinth fashion. From within this spiral-like lens, she births
things, as well as seeing the death of things. The ongoing process
of death, rebirth and metamorphosis is a recurrent theme in her
work. From this base, she produces a condensed pool of dream
consciousness in which motifs, myths, and entities abound and
nebulously construct themselves as the viewer tries to make sense
of them.
Amy dreams of winding corridors and cellars
filled with wood-scented shadows. She adores brie cheese, soya
milk, life sipped in a dew the colour of chardonnay, and sometimes,
she likes to harbour grey daydreams of taking over the world.
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