When my youngest brother was born, my paternal grandmother from Taiwan flew exactly 3,231 kilometers from home to be with my family to look after him when my parents were at work. As age caught up with her, she had felt the need to move back to Taiwan where she truly felt at home. My grandmother had requested my brother to take her room, and her old dresser was then replaced with my brother’s study desk. Gradually, we grew distant with occasional calls; it was almost as if my grandmother had not lived with us at all.

With time, physical spaces we were once familiar with had quietly changed. My Garden of You is my journey of reflection dedicated to my grandmother, as I sought to find a way to express myself through a medium close to my heart.