When I was six years old, my best friend's parents were artists. Her mom started to teach drawing and water color at her home. My mom wanted me to join in the art group even though I wasnʼt really interested. Anyway, I started to go to art class. I thought my classmates were so good and they could draw anything they wanted, but I couldn't draw like anyone else. So I quit going to the art class. And what happened to me is I started drawing again a year ago. I took the art class in my high school, it was very interesting.Now I realize that even if people think that they are not good in some subjects, they don't have to give up, because they might recognize that they could be interested in their worst subjects if they try to work hard.

My art teacher in my high school, introduced the summer program at MoMa for contemporary art. I usually want to draw, but I thought it would be really good for me to work art hard. I didnʼt really know about the contemporary arts, the first project was taking the pictures for my theme which was ʻfearʼ. I took many pictures nearby my home.I could actually discover how my neighborhood looks. It was a pretty good experience. It didn't only look fearful. It also looked peaceful, too. But I had to follow the original theme, ʻfearʼ. After I took many pictures about fear, I painted the background of my board. I chose pink for the background, and I also wanted to paint black, too. So I zigzag with black paint. I liked that pretty much. And I cut the pictures by my hands, then I stuck them. I scratched a lot because I wanted it to look like fear. After I finished my art piece, I realized that I could do painting, taking photos, and organize pictures on my board. It was really interesting.