The artist uses the paintbrush as a scalpel and cretes forests of emotions around the colours.
Beneath the whirl of color there is life, the strata of the everyday world, days that start out orange and suddenly plunge into black. Just like what happens in life. Flowers that become chasms, spheres that on closer examination turn out to be black holes. Steps on which to backtrack, decisions to regret.
- Greg Gong, Installation view at Luce Gallery