• arts and culture

    on minari

    love in the korean diaspora

    March 25, 2021
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    Idly scrolling through Instagram last December, I came across a post by the novelist Viet Thanh Nguyen sharing an article he had written for the Washington Post. The title read, “‘Minari’ is about immigrants who speak Korean. That doesn’t make it ‘foreign.’” I rapidly scrolled past the post, already feeling a swell of anxiety blossoming […]

    living fruitfully!

    when life imitates art

    March 19, 2021
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    I used to find the phrase “practice makes perfect” reassuring. It made me feel like I could accomplish anything as long as I spent all my energy on it, never relenting or losing focus. Simple, right? Of course everyone would want perfection. But it turns out that there are many reasons to revel in imperfection, […]

    learning to love billie eilish

    her body and mine

    March 18, 2021
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      TW: Mentions of self-harm, depression, and body dysmorphia   “I don’t get it,” I yelled into my sister’s ear through throngs of people and piercing screams. “Me neither,” she said, as the crowd suffocating us sang along to the instrumental theme song from The Office, the cue for the shadow of a 17-year-old girl […]

    vinyl and the pandemic

    learning how to listen again in a quieter world

    March 11, 2021
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    Putting a record on is a ritual: I sit on the floor in front of my turntable, plug it in, and turn the main dial until I feel a “click.” A red light appears, and I hear a small hum. Next, I take out whatever I’m going to play. The liner paper crinkles when I […]

    drag

    a love story

    March 11, 2021
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    The first seed of my interest in drag was planted during the summer of 2008, when the Olympics came to Beijing. Between the third and fourth ring of the rippling city, my mother, father, big brother and I lived in a small apartment, burning under a sky that was, at the time, still blue. I […]