"Tattooed Heart", agitates the hackneyed symbolisms of tattoo and heart. Poklong Anading goes into the process of art making.

Using the hand as an index from deliberate crumpling of the tracing paper, Anading delves from nothing to the elementary act of making, trapping actual shapes and applying actual color. The artist mends folds of the tracing paper being its fixed and final medium - exploring the whole fault line of abstract patterns and its temporary permanence from the continuous folding and crumpling of the paper, capturing precise and fixed moments.

From what seemed to be a rejection, a disliked work, these crumpled pieces are alongside with the use of clasp hand(s) from human fat, traps the heart, from which creating an actual form of the heart - that in itself is an abstraction, that it never was the shape of the heart as it is known and believed, trapped there somewhere, and from which systems of connotations arise in things that remain permanent, excessive, and passionately obsessed.

How abstract can permanence be? Unknowingly done and undone, pieces of seemingly scrap and spoilage can inevitably sever the formal art and that we are still left in rhetoric - who can and may create?