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Hi! I'm Faye!

So glad you are here. I create art that weaves vivid colors and deep emotions into every piece, transforming personal experiences into empowering stories that resonate with many. My work, ranging from abstract expressionism to detailed illustrations, serves as a sanctuary for both myself and viewers. Join me on this colorful journey of discovery and healing—it’s art to heal the heart, crafted with passion and purpose.

Artist Statement

My work is a journey of healing and empowerment, driven by a deep connection to color, emotion, and storytelling. Through vibrant expression, I channel my personal experiences—both the joyful and the painful—into abstract, vivid compositions that speak to the heart. Influenced by the strength and resilience of artists such as Yayoi Kusama and Giorgia O’Keiff, I use my art to transform suffering into empowerment, creating a space where others can feel understood, included, and inspired. Each piece is a reflection of my belief in the power of art to heal, to reveal, and to bring people together in a shared experience of beauty and emotional depth. My process is intuitive and deeply personal, blending shapes, colours, and metaphors to tell stories that resonate with those who appreciate simplicity, connection, and the profound impact that visual culture can have.

My Story

I was born into an art-filled world in China—my dad’s a well-known artist, and my mom’s a university professor.

As a kid, I was convinced my dad was a magician. I’d watch in awe as he turned blank canvases into something vibrant and alive, like he was casting spells with his brush. I dreamed of being just like him, creating magic out of nothing.

But it wasn’t until I was sent to boarding school at 11 that art really started to happen for me. I didn’t like it there—I felt abandoned and alone. On sleepless nights, I’d stare out at the stars, feeling like they were sending me some kind of energy. That’s when I started expressing my feelings through art.

I was too shy to make friends easily. Then one day I found someone reading my diary. I felt naked, upset. So, I created another way to record my feelings. I painted them! I realised I could use colours and abstract shapes to draw so no-one would understand. My first “canvases” were 10x10cm pieces of tissue paper, just me and a color pen. Those little drawings might have been simple, but they got me into art school.

After university, I spent a few years traveling and exhibiting my work around the world in places like London, LA, and Tokyo. Art introduced me to amazing people and places, and I thought that was my path forever. But then I became a mom, and everything changed. I went through antenatal depression and felt like I lost a part of myself. I thought my artistic journey was over.

But motherhood gave me a new perspective. Looking at my kids, I realized that while I needed to be there for them, I also needed to stay true to myself. So, I picked up my brushes again. My style shifted from pure abstraction to something more expressive, reflecting this new chapter in my life. Art is in my blood—it’s my way of healing, of telling my story. My art is like a soulmate, always there, always listening, and I’m committed to being true to it, and to myself.