Fangchaooooo🍄
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[01]  Butterfly Plan I
[02]  Butterfly Plan II
[03] The wind from Northern Ireland
[04] The voice of the city
[05] The Last Sound
[06] Flâneur


Fangchaooooo grew up in China, where the rapid urban development and regional structural changes had profound impacts on his work. Most of his work is based on data visualization, aiming to examine  the continuous effects of social development on people and living beings. His main research topics include society of the spectacle regional development, biodiversity, ecological intervention, etc.


Fangchaooooo在中国长大,城市的快速发展和区域结构的变化对他的作品产生了深远的影响。他的部分工作都是基于数据可视化,旨在检验社会发展对人类和生物的持续影响。主要研究课题包括景观社会、区域发展、生物多样性、生态干预等。🖇️


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Project

[05] The Last Sound 🍃

            2024



Project: Sound Art Installation
Project Cycle:4 months
Size:   10m2



I have found that when people die, most of their loved ones choose to bury their remains in a cemetery. As time passes, they reintegrate into the earth like fallen leaves, or you could say that they leave their last traces in the world in a new form. Therefore, I wanted to find the traces left by my grandfather in this way. I used a microscope to observe soil samples from my grandfather's grave in real time, controlling and generating sound through the movement of the sample's microorganisms. I thought that maybe this was the only way I could prove his existence.🦠





I've always wanted to do a project on death and traces. The reason for this is that in the year 2020, due to a viral outbreak, I have heard of the deaths of several friends with whom I was or still am close, and there has been a steady stream of mourners on the school's homepage who are former professors or staff members of the school. Three of my relatives have also died in recent years due to illness or accident. My grandfather, for example, died suddenly of the new coronavirus, even though he was fine an hour before.🚶️

I feel like I've heard so much similar news in recent years, and I don't know how to describe it every time I hear such news. It ranges from shock to sadness to numbness, with relationships ranging from distant to close. But no matter what that moment was, it always felt like that moment when a great, great distance was suddenly drawn between me and them.💭️

Countless times I was told that death was inevitable, and I knew it was. But when it happens, I still feel especially sudden. I felt like there was so much I hadn't said, and it seemed like there was something he or they hadn't said to me. In that moment, I felt like there was a huge gap between me and them. It's hard for me to describe the gap. It just feels like suddenly all connections or signals are cut off. Even if he's right in front of you, you feel like he's far away. I felt like I could still tell him what I wanted to tell him through social media, but I realised that I was no longer likely to get any response. So I started trying to find signs that my grandfather still existed.