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I have always been drawn to forces greater than myself—vibrating alongside the mysterious and the unknowable. To receive the encounter between self and world, I sometimes write poetry; at other times, I perform Butoh. At their core, both poetry and Butoh dissolve the human-bound consciousness of “I,” allowing a resonant world to emerge.

 

I first encountered a Japanese Butoh performance in Taiwan. The dancers’ white-painted bodies twisted, convulsed, and trembled. Fine filaments of white dust spiraled from their skin—as if they were shedding through a fog—slowly transforming into “the Other.”

 

Over the past decade, I traveled to Japan twice to study Butoh under Yoshito Ohno, son of Kazuo Ohno, one of Butoh’s founders. I believed I was pursuing Butoh to shed my human shape, to become the Other. Upon returning to Taiwan, I began performing Butoh across various spaces—letting the body relinquish meaning, and instead, simply embody the flow of life. In addition to performing, I lead Butoh workshops, guiding participants to awaken their senses, loosen the shell of consciousness, and become things in their essence through transformation of the body.

 

A decade of exploring Butoh has taught me that its refusal—of beauty, music, ballet, restrictive dance technique, the body as instrument, and critical interpretation—resonates deeply with my own natural disposition. It reflects my resistance to systematized structures, including the frameworks shaped by my own thoughts and feelings. I thirst for poetry, wildness, the unknown, the mysterious. I long to play, to collide, to fall in love indiscriminately like a child in unnamed spaces. It is not so much that I desire to create, but rather to be moved, to be re-created by the unknown—shaped into a self, an other self, a multitude of selves.

 

Butoh brings me to ecstasy—a state of self-forgetting where no further shedding is needed, no striving to become anything at all. I intuitively merge outer forms and inner life, sharing a single body without division, I begin to understand Rumi’s poem:

 

Watch carefully
The dust dancing in the window light—
That’s our dance.

【Selected Performances & Curated Workshops】

 

2025  Curated the Along the Line of Life: Poetry x Body workshop at Taipei Fine Arts Museum

2024  Curated the workshop Stepping into Uncertainty at Neiwei Art Center, Kaohsiung

2023  Presented a poetry lecture and Butoh course at University of California, Davis

2023  Presented the Butoh Before Death, After Birth during artist residency at France

2023  Presented the Butoh Mother at Dia Beacon, New York

2022  Curated the workshop Must Die of Something at Kaohsiung Museum of Literature

2021  Curated the workshop White Foal, Red to the Knees at National Dong Hwa University

2020  Curated the workshop Between Light and Nowhere at National Cheng Kung University

2018  Presented the Butoh The Blue That Fell during artist residency at Santa Fe, USA

2016  Presented the Butoh The Space of Nothingness at Engaku-ji Temple, Kamakura, Japan

2016  Created and performed The World Without Names at Taipei Fine Arts Museum

2016  Presented the Butoh The World Without Names at Kaohsiung

2015  Curated the Butoh workshop Everywhere At Once at Treasure Hill Artist Village, Taipei

2013  Curated the performance Exchanging Lover’s Ribs at Bamboo Curtain Studio, Taipei

2011  Presented the Butoh Resurrection at World's End in Kamihoshikawa Tunnel, Japan

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