A little over a year ago, I opened my heart to the world with Welcome to My World, Mom. This show was a visual love letter to my mother, Yujeong, a quiet offering of the life she hadn’t seen for 12 years. It was built from memories we couldn’t share in real time, and from love that stretched across oceans, time zones, and unspoken moments.
Welcome to My World, Mom was a celebration of distance navigated, identity shaped, and a bond that never faded. Through each piece, I invited others to witness what it means to carry someone with you in everything you do, even when they’re far away.
This experience taught me so much about storytelling, about honoring where I come from, and about how art can give voice to the spaces in between. I learned that vulnerability isn’t weakness, it’s a bridge. And that love, when shared, becomes even more expansive.
It honestly took me a year to fully process that this show even happened. My mom visited me, I graduated, brought this vision to life, relocated to a new city, and a new job, all at once. It felt like a dream I wasn’t ready to wake up from, and holding space for all of it has been its own quiet journey.
Thank you to everyone who stepped into this story, who paused, reflected, and felt. You helped turn this personal journey into something bigger than me.
Here’s to the mothers who shape us, the stories that travel with us, and the joy of creating something whole from all the pieces we carry.
xoxo,
Sophia
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@lindzshmdt +
@willmoerschel
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@anniecater_ 
