Kaixiang Zhang
Wandering
blown glass, river glass collected from the Thames shore, mirror, and ammonite fossil
110 ×
110 ×
390 cm
In 2025, an indescribable synchronicity led me to move directly to the banks of the River Thames, right where I had previously created Wo weilest du?. Returning to walk along the foreshore, I began collecting discarded glass fragments scattered among the pebbles and gravel. These pieces had once been transformed from sand to glass, serving as everyday objects that carried people's memories. Now stripped of their past functions and histories, they have tumbled through the river, broken and polished, eventually gathering on this shore once more in rounded yet textured forms.
Nourished and washed by the rainwater, these inorganic fragments regain a quiet, subtle lustre. It makes me reflect that whether human or glass, we all share a journey akin to that of water: from cloud to rain, from river to sea, constantly rising, falling, and returning in perpetual recurrence. Glass water droplets, rising slowly in reality as if evaporating into the clouds yet falling quietly within the mirror, sit alongside silent, ancient ammonite fossils, softly murmuring of the eternal wandering within this world.