Canto Cutie - Volume 2
Curated by Katherine Leung Edited by G and Tsz Kam Artist Features Annika Cheng | New York, USA Kaitlin Chan | Hong Kong Crystal Lee | Hong Kong Photography Jasmine Li | Boston, USA Nat Loos | Perth, Australia Cehryl | Hong Kong Artwork Winnie Chan | Hong Kong Marissa De Sandoli | Vancouver, Canada Jasmine Hui | Seattle, USA Irene Kwan| Houston, USA Karen Kar Yen Law | Toronto, Canada Ying Li | Melbourne, Australia Charlotte | Hong Kong saamsyu | Hong Kong Writing Arron Luo | Atlanta, USA Bianca Ng | New Jersey, USA Kristie Song | Irvine, USA Ruo Wei | Hong Kong Clovis Wong | Redmond, USA Poetry Raymond Chong | Sugarland, USA Karen Leong | Sydney, Australia KR
Curated by Katherine Leung
Edited by G and Tsz Kam
Artist Features
Annika Cheng | New York, USA
Kaitlin Chan | Hong Kong
Crystal Lee | Hong Kong
Photography
Jasmine Li | Boston, USA
Nat Loos | Perth, Australia
Cehryl | Hong Kong
Artwork
Winnie Chan | Hong Kong
Marissa De Sandoli | Vancouver, Canada
Jasmine Hui | Seattle, USA
Irene Kwan| Houston, USA
Karen Kar Yen Law | Toronto, Canada
Ying Li | Melbourne, Australia
Charlotte | Hong Kong
saamsyu | Hong Kong
Writing
Arron Luo | Atlanta, USA
Bianca Ng | New Jersey, USA
Kristie Song | Irvine, USA
Ruo Wei | Hong Kong
Clovis Wong | Redmond, USA
Poetry
Raymond Chong | Sugarland, USA
Karen Leong | Sydney, Australia
KR
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Whenever I commute around my
hometown in the Seattle area, I think
back to riding the MTR in Hong Kong
and the British-inflected English voice
warning me: "Careful, please mind the
gap." In Cantonese, to be careful is
"siusum," literally translated as "small
heart." To step with caution. I try my
best to step with caution, remembering
all the sacrifices people have made to
put me here walking these grounds and
living this life. I don't think I can be
grateful for receiving something I
never asked for.
But I keep trying to dream for the two
grandfathers I never really met, who
persisted as a memory of a memory,
ghosts who guide my heavy heart, as I
slowly learn how…
…to open my heart and be happy.