Lot 218
  • 218

Christine Ay Tjoe

Estimate
300,000 - 500,000 HKD
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Description

  • Christine Ay Tjoe
  • When I See It Is The Only Home #1
  • signed and dated 12; signed, titled and dated 2012 on the reverse
  • oil on canvas

Provenance

Private Collection, Taiwan

Exhibited

Taipei, The Path Less Found, Michael Ku Gallery, June 16 - July 29, 2012

Condition

The work is in good condition overall. No restoration has been detected under ultraviolet light inspection.
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Catalogue Note

When I See It is The Only Home #1, a salient work by the groundbreaking Indonesian contemporary artist Ay Tjoe Christine, hails from her series The Path Less Found. Tracing the alignment of one’s bearings, this series summons questions about the definition of a home. Whether it exists within the parameters of a physical space, within the gaze of another being, along a metaphysical realm, or as remnants in a mere memory, the concept of ‘home’ may be transitory yet everlasting.

By depicting indiscernible lozenges of colors hovering vulnerably against an ivory backdrop of negative space, the artist reveals the relationship between the forms and their environments. These delicate, diaphanous shapes, which emerge from delicately rendered outlines, possess varying levels of translucency. The elements converge to render a symphony of color fields ranging from warm tones to cool, opaque to transparent, solid to hollow, robust to precariously faint. The congregating and disappearing contours conjure images of travel and nostalgia, so reflective of the title itself.