Phoebe Ka-Ir Wang

On belonging

  • A Restless Home

    I’ve spent the past 10 days in my parents’ tiny but airy apartment overlooking Commercial Drive, a noisy and electric hippie enclave on the east side of Vancouver. Although this apartment was my live-and-workspace for a few wayward years after my undergrad years at UBC, I’ve been beset by an uneasy sense of homelessness since…

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  • A Temporary Village

    Bent over my desk on a cold day in February, in the heart of the battle of finishing my thesis, I came across an interesting call. Two artists, Thomas & Guinevere, were looking for “collaborators” on a large-scale installation based on the lives of the civilians who were touched by the war of 1812. After…

  • The Outer Boroughs

    Friday’s post is in a kind of time-elapsed format, which mirrors my state of tuning-in and out that day. FRIDAY 7:15am I’ve already dismissed my Blackberry alarm once and grabbed 15 more minutes of precious rest, and I’m petrified of falling asleep again. Last night, all seven members of my workshop managed to gather in…