Ri Truong

Chaotic mind, peaceful soul.
My artwork spans a wide spectral range. I love how colors come together, blend, and veil reality as I see it.
I want to explore the meaning of my existence.

Making art feels to me like walking through an unfolding story that's at once a conversation with my own heart and a quiet debate with the world about what it means to feel and to be alive. I'm drawn to the dance of light and shadow as if they were characters in the same narrative. In these dance-letters, what I call color almost overtakes vocabulary; the reds and the indigos have their own awe, their own doubts. I shape the pigments to carve a place where chaos braids with harmony, and where things that drift feel suddenly anchored, yet still trembling.

With every stroke, I try to call out to my secret shores, hoping the tides of strangers might recognize a shell they once carried. I reach for fragments of language lost in translation between hearts. I want us to realize that life, whether in balance or falling off balance, carries the same weight of feeling. The sea can feel like an ocean, a cathedral can echo like a cry. In the end, all these voices return to one shared song.