Uni-girl Series
An illustration series launched in 2018 and is still being actively produced today. There are over 1000 pieces, all done with ink on paper. It started with doodles on Post-its that were hidden in my textbooks during class to pull through the days in middle school. This series is a response to my sensitivity to language, calligraphy, and poetry.
In the summer of 2022, my solo exhibition featuring the uni-girl series was held in Shenzhen, China.
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Excerpts from Uni-girl Series: (Updated on Jan 28, 2026)
Chrysler Winter Dream23rd StreetNovember 28, 2024. Rain Falls on Thanksgiving in East Harlem and the City Shines in Sleepless DreamsOctober 11th, A Clear Day in West Village, New York City“Good Morning. Where do you return from?”
“New York City. The waters of the Atlantic make this metropolis of 8.5 million people shimmer with golden tears. Have you been there? Officer, please stamp on page 8.”
Mom, I fell asleep in a winter in 2020. That sleep lasted three years. When I woke up, it was already midnight. A purple sun shone over the earth, and the cold sunlight made the river water boil, the fish leaving the water one after another. Mom, you should’ve woken me earlier, so that I could have made time to cry.Mom, from now on, in just ten thousand years, I will be able to approach greatness.Mom, do you know? It is already autumn in Erding, yet the rain still often irrigates the withered Bavarian plains. In this season filled with cold mist, the birds flying in the sky seem to be writing a haiku about hardship. Mom, in Germany’s Black Forest, I did not encounter Heidegger hunting.After a long sleep, silvery daylight dimly curves around the curtains and shines into your eternal room.UntitledSchleiper Shopping ListUntitledSlippers, Soap, Water, TowelUntitledMom, my sun has just risen.If Responsibility Can Wait...London Winter AlleywayUntitledUnder the SunPlease Don’t Wake Me UpUntitledUntitledI see a strand of light shine through the bamboo leaves onto my face, and immerse me in the waters of autumn on this nightWe Will Deliver Your Pizza Just Like the Robbers DoA Narration About the Windows-1A Narration About the Windows-2A Narration About the Windows-3A Narration About the Windows-4A Narration About the Windows-5A Narration About the Windows-6A Narration About the Windows-7A Narration About the Windows-8A Narration About the Windows-9Where Are You Now? Take A Bite of the Noodles. Hum! Taste like Time.In these days, the sun turns dim and yellow, the scenery begins to flow, and the shadow of time emerges from the crowd. In this sudden, Platonic autumn, I…Big BoundariesUntitledOpen the Window, I Saw My Life Crossed My EyesTo Break Free from IndoctrinationBird, your freedom has pecked away at my dreams. At this miraculous moment that belongs to no hour of the day, Martin Luther King of your kind shakes the great mountains of summer, leads me out of unconsciousness toward morning thoughts and blur.People Form a New Oldness TogetherWindow ScreenTime PanicYou Cannot See the People On YouThere Is an Urgent Need to Think About the Way, Time, and Significance of BeingEternity of TimeGrabYouUntitled (Sun-1)Sunset Burn (Sun-2)The World Cried as the Sun Sunk into the Valley (Sun-3)The Anthem for the Sun (Sun-4)I thought I Was Going to diePsychedelic OceanMama, I Can Fly Now. Please No Longer Hold My FeetMama, We Are Born for EntertainMama, Listen to Me. We Don’t Have to Live Like A DervishLook, Our Red LotusCannot be SpokenHow Should We Live HereSeven LotusFreedom Is Like Flowers and It Doesn’t Need A WordAs an IslandSilent World and the Fleeting Snow MountainsUntitledUntitledUntitledUntitledATMUntitled All Rights Reserved © Xinya Wang 2025.