Origins and Philosophy

Poetonic is the name I chose long ago, born from a love of small-form poems and the belief that our inner truths must be as real as the imperfections that define us. It was a name waiting for a purpose, and in 2019, I found it in Shanghai. The city hit me like a wave—its chaotic streets, plastered with peeling billboards and littered with scraps, felt alive, gritty, and full of stories. I started gathering those fragments and turned them into collages.

My work leans on kintsugi, the art of repairing broken objects with gold, and Plato’s eternal Forms, those timeless truths beyond the surface. They taught me to see beauty in flaws, to honor what’s scarred but still standing. My collages aren’t about hiding the breaks—they’re about showing them off, making something whole from what’s been left behind. In the urban sprawl, I found poetry in the mess, and Poetonic became more than a name; it became my way of seeing the world.

In the spirit of Plato’s eternal Forms, my art seeks to capture a higher truth. Yet, if our shared journey is defined by both triumphs and struggles, then the very essence of imperfection must be woven into Beauty’s timeless Form. This fusion of the raw and the divine transforms life’s chaotic beauty into something sacred. In an era where digital filters and AI replace real experience with polished simulacra, my work stands as a bold tribute to authenticity and the irreplaceable touch of human creation.