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When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

When wounds shed into renewal, the snake slips out of its skin—
not to become, but to return to essence.
Cold-blooded yet soft, dangerous yet fragile,
truth surfaces in the act of being seen, needing no defense.

GUVEX is an experiment in seeing and being seen,
where memory and form continuously shift along blurred sensory edges—
unnamed, and unnamable.
We are all in motion, slowly transforming into something unspeakable.

Grateful to @ian.wu0607 for the throughout,
for helping this metamorphosis take shape,
like a silent light revealing the cracks where change begins.

Queen @ian.wu0607
SFX makeup @c_ln__
Corset design @yang_makeup_951220
Wearable art @ian.wu0607
BYS Video @marrxiong
Photographer @ju4nchen

🪢
Model @sabi_khazgaleeva ( @moozamanagement)
@xnoahsongx （@catwalktaiwan)

Makeup artist @lee_makeupofficial (@kc_mgmt)
Hair @willy81220
bold head @liz_makeup0421 (@kc_mgmt)
Stylist @minap.zzz @chin1999_
Fashion @toy_duck @zeit_but_2020

Photographer @ju4nchen
Special thanks @huang_90_ @jeremii.fan
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

🪽🔨
The decisions of angels were regarded as sacred and inviolable, and any dissent was seen as blasphemy.

Shot for @iamlilgrass ,Makeup by @makeup_byfish ,Hair by @canny_0331

Photographer @ju4nchen
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

🪽🔨
The decisions of angels were regarded as sacred and inviolable, and any dissent was seen as blasphemy.

Shot for @iamlilgrass ,Makeup by @makeup_byfish ,Hair by @canny_0331

Photographer @ju4nchen
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

🪽🔨
The decisions of angels were regarded as sacred and inviolable, and any dissent was seen as blasphemy.

Shot for @iamlilgrass ,Makeup by @makeup_byfish ,Hair by @canny_0331

Photographer @ju4nchen
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

🪽🔨
The decisions of angels were regarded as sacred and inviolable, and any dissent was seen as blasphemy.

Shot for @iamlilgrass ,Makeup by @makeup_byfish ,Hair by @canny_0331

Photographer @ju4nchen
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

🪽🔨
The decisions of angels were regarded as sacred and inviolable, and any dissent was seen as blasphemy.

Shot for @iamlilgrass ,Makeup by @makeup_byfish ,Hair by @canny_0331

Photographer @ju4nchen
Gear @suyoupeng.studio

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

THE BODY AS EVIDENCE

@obtuse______archive

Photographer Juan Chen ( @ju4nchen ) and curator and cofounder of the platform Moco Chen ( @creepymoco ) begin from a tension between the body, the image, and the act of being seen.

John Berger suggested that seeing is never a neutral act. The way we perceive the world is shaped by culture, power, desire, and the media through which images circulate. In contemporary visual culture, seeing is no longer simply an act of looking. It has become a mechanism through which reality is reconstructed.

Spiritual alienation has never looked so familiar. When a person is continuously subjected to the gaze, aesthetic judgment, and commodification, their inner self begins to be recoded by an external image system. The viewer believes they are looking at a person. What they are actually seeing is a post-human surface; shaped collectively by media, desire, fashion, and us.
A photography project about the cost of being looked at, and what survives the image.

CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & PHOTOGRAPHER: @ju4nchen
CO-CREATIVE DIRECTOR & MODEL: @creepymoco
FASHION: @iris.yang329 @_nocturnekey_ @aiko_moemoe
MAKEUP ARTIST: @jenniferk_make_up
HAIR STYLIST: @mika__hair_stylist @mika___hair

See the full photography project at obtusearchive.com
#obtusearchive

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

For @ruijie04 🎵🎷
Model @andreiziiinho @0o0oliii @dj.dcm
Makeup artist @404.ae_
Photographer @ju4nchen

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

🎼
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography assistant @6.yunru
Glasswork @2stream.lab @ellisonbaus
Metal Fabricator @pktomatopk
3D Pattern Maker @z_i_v_liu
Hair @zing_hair_
MUA @89x815
Stylist @ivanwang.tw
Model @jojo.cci

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

I stood at the edge of that moment.

The sounds of war had not yet fully faded;
the air still carried a victory that felt almost too easy.
They said justice had been fulfilled—
but what I saw was not an ending,
it was the beginning of a deeper fracture.

She was named Imago.
A being pulled from the Abyssus—defined, and pierced.

They said—
“Evil needs no explanation. It only needs to be destroyed.”

But the moment I saw her,
I began to doubt.

At first, she was light.
Like a signal not yet understood,
moving and flickering within the light.
They called it vitality.

Until the surface began to rupture—
sweetness turning, texture thickening,
no longer just beauty,
but something in the process of becoming.

I realized—
this was not judgment.
This was evolution.

She chose the most direct, and most brutal way to exist.
That red was not an invasion—
it was the shape of her final breath.

Misaligned, distorted—
yet undeniably real.

When the Order pierced through her,
they believed it was the end.

But I knew—
it was only the moment she was first seen by the world.

Talent @rollrolleuler
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photography Assistant @6.yunru @23.so_
Makeup @wjc_mua
Makeup Assistant @winnie209
Hair @miley_shen
Style @edie20402
Art Direction @tweemolar
Art Assistant @a.9.z.k @yy7_y7
Wearable sculpture @cels
Wearable sculpture Assistant @pe99a

🌬️🪺
Model @liebester_
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @23.so_
Hair & Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Headpiece @jenniferk_make_up
Hair & Makeup Assistant @yuan._.zaili
Stylist @minap.zzz

🌬️🪺
Model @liebester_
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @23.so_
Hair & Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Headpiece @jenniferk_make_up
Hair & Makeup Assistant @yuan._.zaili
Stylist @minap.zzz

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

@demon.mad.e ⛓️‍💥🗡️🛡️

Creative Director @_hsu.5
Model @800.cc
Photographer @ju4nchen
Photographer assistant @yts.yitesu @lumark3622 @23.so_
Videographer @atom_sphere
Special Thanks @chung_.x

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

If red light is a form of divine catastrophe,
then in bathing within its warning glow,
what is revealed is not so much truth
as a response no longer contained by language.

God does not appear.
The world continues to shift.
Yet people persist in believing
they are being watched, being tended to.

That belief itself becomes the center of the light.

Talent @800.cc
Makeup Artist @jenniferk_make_up
Hair @mika__hair
Photography & Visual Concept @ju4nchen
Venue @whimsyworks_
Fashion Designer @ian.wu0607
3D-printed wearable installation @freepgk @gurlhq

#artwork #selfconflict #existence #GUVEX

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_

全部都太～喜歡了！🤍

Makeup&hair @momo_1201_
Special thanks to @juliaaaju00
Stylist @naiyu_yu
Model @weiwei4320
Photographer@ju4nchen
Photographer assistant@23.so_