Reasons

Momma told me once…  well I don’t remember most of what she tells me, Kevin.

She had me in 1990 in a big city called Taipei on a small island called Taiwan.  When I was six years old, my father passed away and I moved to a suburb of Los Angeles to start my education.  At this point, I was growing up in a closed community and living  a simple but internally conflicted life that was filled with questions unanswered and answers questioned.  By the time I hit high school, I started to question my role in the world, and like most people could not find a resounding answer.  To say that it got bad is an understatement; ultimately I kept most things to myself and connected to people in obscure worlds, drawing close those far from me and pushing away those that were close.  If it weren’t for a handful of persistent friends I would most likely not be here today.

Poetry, fiction, and hip hop/music became venues of release.  From writing poems to reading simple things like Harry Potter, I found myself growing out of a certain shell and growing up into a more assertive and confident human being.  Ultimately it becomes an issue of telling and listening to stories, all of which now motivate me.

Now my focus has become more and more on Hollywood,, it’s where I want to be and what I want to dedicate myself to in the future…  But also the Asian American community, not failing to recognize the role gender, social economics, religion, and sexual orientation play in American society and the Asian American community.  Most of it is playful and fun, but sometimes, if you dig deep enough, I hope to inspire you to do something when you just can’t find it in you.  Because sometimes, we just don’t know why we have to do the things we do.

So what inspires a Taiwanese American boy at Claremont McKenna College such as myself?

Generally anything interesting, but to name specifics.

Social Justice and Equality, Sports, Music, Delicious Fruit, Friends, Sudokus, T-shirts and Hoodies, Politics, Philosophic Musings, and Business