For me, the bathroom is the safest space I know. A place where you can be alone and let everything out without caring what anyone thinks. It's like a blank page in my sketchbook, a space where I can draw every chaotic thought, every swirling emotion. Some days are messy, some are drifting and quiet. Honestly? It feels a lot like taking a poop. Whether it's a satisfying release, a stomachache from hell, or a frustrating day where nothing comes out, the feeling after it's finally done is always the same: relief. And when you flush, everything vanishes in an instant. That's exactly how I feel when I draw. Every tangled thought in my head gets lighter once I let it out onto paper. In this exhibition, I view the bathroom as one giant sketchbook. Each plain ceramic tile on the wall becomes a blank page, a space where I've recorded fragments of life.

"Wanderwall" is composed of 108 hand-drawn square tiles, each one filled with emotion, imagination, daydreams, and the inner wanderings of a teenager trying to figure out the world and himself simultaneously. When you look at a single tile, you might sense one moment, one mood. But when you start connecting tile after tile, those moments build into something bigger, and by the time you reach tile number 108, you'll see a story that says something extraordinary about who I am.