No Direction Home, Blowin’ in the Wind

No Direction Home, Blowin’ in the Wind is a single-channel video installation pairing a domestic fan with a TV monitor. The screen shows a rendered image of the artist’s first London home after migrating from Hong Kong, accompanied by a voiceover poem that reflects on dislocation, memory, and the ambiguity of belonging. Plum, cherry, and peach blossoms: each rich with distinct cultural meaning in East Asian traditions, appear throughout the film, but the artist confesses uncertainty in naming them. This hesitation becomes a quiet rupture: a sense of inherited distance from one’s own heritage, set against the unfamiliarity of a new land.

The fan’s persistent breeze stirs these images into a state of drift, blurring the boundary between presence and loss. Together, the installation becomes a fragile, suspended meditation on diasporic identity, where home is not a fixed point but a space between recognition and forgetting, culture and estrangement.