The students know the museum well—

The museum that rots the ancient art,

The museum that haunts with stolen bones

And a ghost who hogs the marble-stones—

He hordes poetry behind his robes

And fills the corners with melancholic sighs.

With an aged tongue, the old man moans—

All marvelling, the students cry!

The students know the old man well;

They draw their ink along the page.

With a rueful exhale, the phantom waves;

Shadows shutter the hall then leave.

Surrounded thrice by blank white walls,

The pondering students, enthralled with thoughts,

Make portraits of pain and pity and loss

And autumns remembered for rolling in moss.

Yet, the old man laughs—unimpressed,

With an evil well-nurtured hung in his breast.

The students wait with anxious frowns;

Then, the poltergeist gives his scornful address—

His raging curses taint the virgin air.

He plays this vulgar game with words.

The students weep and kneel in tears,

But the old man laughs—undeterred.

Name Cai

Extruded stoneware cone 6 oxidation, kiln posts are the pillars that hold kiln shelves during a firing.

I became interested in their form while loading and unloading kilns, stacking and disassembling the invisible infrastructure that support our fabrication processes. I made an extruder die in the shape of a kiln post and churned out hundreds of them. This kiln post warped and frayed in the process and took on a life of its own.

Messiah Walker

Audio

Aakef Khan

Video

Ximi Chen

Oil on wood

Miguel Caba

Acrylic, wood

Haniya
Watercolor

Katherine Mao

20” x 24”

Acrylic on canvas

This painting reflects the theme of Wear and Tear by capturing the quiet traces of everyday life, a rumpled bed, overgrown plants, and worn objects that speak to someone’s presence. Even without people, the room holds memory. It shows how we leave behind marks, not through grand gestures, but through small, unnoticed acts that shape the spaces we inhabit.

Not for sale

Eliza Louro

5” x 9”

Hand-Built Ceramic Vessel

Topaz takes shape through fire and touch, its cracked glaze and shimmering copper details record that process of its creation. Created through Raku firing, the vessel holds the scars of its making, scored seams, pinched feet, and smoke-marked glaze tell the story of change. Embodying how a human hand and elemental force can transform the earth into objects.

$150

Samuel Fisch

48" x 20”

Anthropic stone and petrified garbage

This piece is a mirror into the future looking back at fossil layers of our civilization during the anthropocene, when we live.

$6400

Sheryl Chen

11x14x11 (W x L x H), Acrylic paint, wood, paper, nostalgia, ready-made toy figures and furniture.

My girlhood was my toy collection: shelves of MyLittlePonies to boxes of bobbleheads, miniatures, and accessories. I'd paint the little figures and create stories out of them. I could play quietly in my room for hours, content just by myself. As I grew up, my toys collected dust in the corners of my room. This diorama is modeled after my own bedroom. It’s strewn with the various trinkets I used to play with as a child, frozen in time. With this, I hope to pay tribute to my own childhood as well as call back to everybody’s inner child.

Not for Sale

Artist: Lynn Martinez

Size: 8” x 8”

Medium: Oil on Wood Panel

Artist Statement: The crash depicted in this painting serves as a representation of not only a moment of violent destruction but as the endpoint of a long, inevitable process of deterioration. The painting captures that final instant when years of wear become unmistakably visible, turning invisible tension into a twisted, crumpled form.

$300

Paola Silva

8 x 15 per piece, 15 x 24 inches total

Ink on paper

Between irony and abjection lies the World Wide Web, in a pictorial language insidious and covert, where images are copied so often that they quickly compress, decay, and rot. Usually, this visual “rot” is undesirable; the more imperceptible the pixels, the better. But my wish is to revert this assumption. I find pixelation, decay, and low-fidelity images beautiful, for their imperfection renders them more into archaic artifact. Therefore, I consider the pixels the “remains”, the ashes of a photograph and a moment, their loss of quality is the treasure itself. The pixel denotes time, history, and terror; the pixelation obscuring the image makes the image, paradoxically, more real. I made these three drawings based on pixelated internet images that, at one point or another, incited great fear in me, despite their subjects being ordinary: like medical photographs of newborn babies, salamander embryos, Sims 2 iconography, and human fetuses. Using a stippling technique, my wish was to emulate the look of a “pixel” with a traditional approach. I believe the stippling also makes the subjects appear as ghosts. As the maneuver of stippling involves a tear, a constant stab to the paper surface, the images I was portraying had the same effect on my memory: a constant violence that, when zooming in, was no more than a cluster of dots.

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Anjali Patel

20”x20”

Acrylic on Canvas

Fractured Expectations is an acrylic painting that explores the cultural pressures placed on women, the burden of constantly trying to meet impossible expectations while feeling like you’re never quite enough. Through bold reds tied to traditional wedding attire and henna, the piece reflects the deep-rooted cultural significance and the weight of roles women are expected to fulfill: to settle down, yet pursue a career, but not just any career, care for others, maintain perfection, but not try to much, all without complaint.

This work is personal, yet universally resonant. It speaks to the quiet struggle of trying to please others to avoid judgment, even when it comes at the cost of self. The writing in the background carries the emotional labor and silent exhaustion. The swirling marks across the canvas reflect the casual remarks, subtle jabs, that accumulate and occupy mental space. What may seem like an insignificant moment is carried on through anxious thoughts and years to come.

Lines wrapping around the arm represent the feeling of being bound and controlled, while the tape over the lips symbolizes the silence, the inability to speak up without consequence. These elements come together to create a visual storm of memory, anger, and vulnerability. The pressure is suffocating, though the attempt to break the expectation continues, eventually fracturing, hopefully breaking them.

Not for Sale

Name Cai

toothpick crane, iron-filled PLA bitter melon, bronze lotus root

I made this toothpick crane loading a bitter melon and lotus root to represent my dream of having affordable culturally specific vegetables in the city I live in. I noticed my gut microorganisms were unhappy eating frozen trader joe’s meals and were longing for fresh green leafy vegetables, melons, and lotus root. the bitter melon was printed in a rusting filament, accompanied by a bronze cast lotus root.

Lynn Martinez

8” x 8”

Oil on Wood Panel

The crash depicted in this painting serves as a representation of not only a moment of violent destruction but as the endpoint of a long, inevitable process of deterioration. The painting captures that final instant when years of wear become unmistakably visible, turning invisible tension into a twisted, crumpled form.

$300

Khalid Khashoggi

Newspaper, acrylic, house paint, palette knife, canvas

Come tear a piece

Michelle Shum

20" x 24"

Acrylic on Canvas Panel

My painting is an exchange between landscape and surrealism guided by
an isolated color palette. Using landscape as a subject and surrealism
as an accessory, my work demonstrates an appeal in mundane objects
misplaced in natural settings, resulting in a dream-like terrain. With
surreal motifs, my painting aims to inspire a youthful gaze and
stimulate human imagination. It consists of a simple color palette to
accentuate the atmosphere and sensation caused by the cold colors.
Ultimately, my goal is to invite viewers into a space of reflection,
where they can connect their own youth and emotions with the textures,
colors, and forms I present.

$500