From 2019 to 2020, I teamed up with two friends for the Technovation Challenge to build a mobile app for social good. We had to brainstorm, design, code from scratch, and market an app that solves some problem in our community. As we brainstormed, I thought of the huge issue we see today of teens who suffer from a lack of confidence due to a fear of failure and judgement. Our solution was to build an app named “Rooting for You” that encourages teens to set challenges for themselves in their daily lives, as well as rewarding them for completing these and pre-set challenges. Our hope was that by taking on these challenges, teens would normalize healthy failure, making them more comfortable with taking beneficial risks in life and allowing them to grow as people.
To make this app more engaging to our teen audience, we gamified it, presenting the challenges as seeds growing in a garden. During market research and user testing, we took full advantage of the internet, and I was able to collect over 200 responses to our user survey from followers on Instagram in our target audience, many of whom empathized with feeling fear of failure, and were able to give extremely helpful suggestions. Our result was a functional self-help app with colorful graphics. Out of thousands of entries, ours was selected as one of the 5 Regional Winners representing the entire North America. It was also featured during the Technovation World Summit. While it was thrilling to win, our goal for this project was always to support teens’ self-esteem and feelings of self-worth through technology. Check out our pitch video! Princeton AI4ALL was an incredible experience! During this past summer, I had a blast learning about a range of AI-related topics from engaging speakers and nurturing mentors. It was particularly fascinating to hear about the multitude of machine-learning algorithms and how to implement them. My group also applied what we learned by working on AI algorithms in genomics. For the project, we trained models to categorize people’s ethnicities based on single nucleotide polymorphisms (SNP’s) of their genetic data and compared the results from different learning algorithms. We found that StackingClassifier and Multinomial Naïve Bayes algorithms worked best (above 80% accuracy) for the general population compared to Logistic Regression that worked very well (99%) only for the super-population, which is a subset selected from the world largest groups. I also came to better understand the importance of increasing diversity among AI developers in order to minimize bias. Our field trip to Washington DC was a particularly memorable highlight. In addition to touring the sites at our national capitol, we also had the opportunity to hear from AI policymakers at the National League of Cities and Federal Trade Commission. Just as importantly, I bonded with a group of friends through shared interests in humor and intellectual pursuits.
Even after the summer camp concluded, an extensive network called Changemakers in AI offers frequent workshops and shares opportunities to ensure that AI4ALL alumni receive continued support and encouragement in our pursuits. Before attending AI4ALL, I was always known as the “artist”. I loved working with both traditional and digital art but also had an interest in programming. I thought I would have to choose one field or the other. Thanks to Dr. Olga Russakovsky at AI4ALL, I was introduced to and now work with creAIte, a national non-profit organization founded by AI4ALL alumni, that hosts Artificial Intelligence + Art workshops for middle and high school students. AI4ALL allowed me to realize that I could combine my two passions. I’m super excited to experiment more with the intersection of art and AI. If you are a high school student and this sounds intriguing to you, please be sure to visit the AI4ALL website to learn more. Their summer programs are held at 11 different universities across the US. Generous scholarships are available for girls and those in underrepresented groups to encourage diversity in the field of AI and computer science. I serve as the AI4ALL Outreach Ambassador and am the Chapter Lead for creAIte, so feel free to contact me if you’d like more details about either of these worthy organizations. Please take a look at the AI4ALL 2020 flyer here. AI Hacks was Southern California’s First All-Female High School Hackathon held on June 15-16, 2019 at
USC Institute for Creative Technologies. This was my first hackathon. Although I had some previous experience with Python and C++, I really wasn’t sure what to expect. Nevertheless, I was certainly looking forward to spending time and learning new skills with my friends and teammates, Mary and Alyssa.
In the theater, the presenters explained the goal of the competition: to design and program a website or app that solves a real-world problem. Over the course of the next 28 hours, we would attend several sessions to learn the basics of whatever we would use to code our website or app. Then, at 9:00 the next morning, a panel will judge our submissions, picking 5 winners. First, second, and third place, along with a Social Impact prize and a prize rewarding the best use of AI. Immediately after hearing this, we all began brainstorming ideas with attainable goals. Throughout the event, successful women in STEM fields and research would talk about their career path, their research, and advice they would suggest for girls interested in STEM. The first woman had fascinating research to refine text to speech programs to understand and listen to human input with higher speed and accuracy. Another presented her program to help reintegrate people with PTSD into a welcoming environment to help them open up about their struggles. When the talks were finished, we situated ourselves in an open classroom with several other teams to begin our work. We started with a ton of appealing yet somewhat unoriginal ideas, such as donation websites, mental health apps, pet lost-and-found websites, and many more. While these seem intriguing initially, since they do solve real-world problems, they didn’t seem particularly innovative to us. We wanted to create something with interactive graphics that respond to user input. At one point, out of the blue, I jokingly suggested an app where the user could rant through text or voice, and it would grow plants proportional to the user input. Mary and Alyssa thought this was hilarious, so I quickly elaborated on the idea to make it more practical. We quickly realized the merit such an app could have. Alyssa, also an avid creative writer, suggested that the app could help overcome writer's block. The user could start typing and be encouraged with ever-changing visual stimulus. My personal inspiration for a graphics-based program came from my fascination with the intersection of arts and computer science. A few months ago, I attended a show at UCI by artists, Christa Sommerer and Laurent Mignonneau, who displayed their creations “interactive computer installations that apply scientific principles to art, such as artificial life, complexity, and generative systems.” In one piece, participants could touch real plants, and a computer connected to these plants would generate graphics of the same plants growing on screen, another where the participant would type on a typewriter and small insects, which could move and procreate, would appear on projected paper, and yet another where after standing in front of a screen, flies would generate a portrait of the participant. I was amazed by these creations and wanted to explore something similar. Now, we were eager to get started but still lacked the technical know-how. After the app development workshop where we investigated a bit into IOS app and Android app, learning some website development techniques, and fighting an unreliable WiFi. We decided to create a website using HTML and JavaScript for the graphics. Mary and Alyssa made quick work of the text box, Alyssa programming it to count characters, and Mary debugging and making sure it ran properly. They added a feature for the user to input a character goal, then begin typing in the box with a countdown. I dug myself into a rabbit hole of JavaScript graphics. To my frustration, I couldn’t figure out how to animate a line. Instead, I accidentally generated a field of scary black grass. While I was still wrestling with the graphics, the other two programmed a placeholder animated GIF of a flower that steps to the next frame according to milestones. By midnight, Mary and Alyssa were satisfied with their progress, so they unpacked their sleeping bags and got ready for bed, deciding to set an alarm for 8:00 am the next morning. Since I’m a habitual night-owl anyway, I continued tinkering with my unruly grass code. The JavaScript mixed with HTML boggled my mind. Several hours later, I managed to make each blade of grass a varying shade of green. I also randomized the placement of each blade, the length of the stalks, and the timing at which they grew. In order to simulate a smooth yet organic feel in growing grass, I added a brief but random time delay after each character was typed. To implement the goal-oriented aspect, corresponding with the changing flower GIF, I also added two functions to generate a simplified blooming flower, basically just a colorful circle on a stick. After tweaking some visual-graphical changes to the website layout, I finally went to sleep at 4:30 am, content with my part complete. When the alarm rang at 8:00 am, everything flooded back. I rushed over to the computer, frantically explaining everything I did and summarizing all that still needed to be fixed. We scrambled to put the finishing touches, making the flowers grow properly according to the goal. We submitted the program, then waited in suspense for the judging to take place in the neighboring building. With several dozen teams, this took quite some time. We entered the room with 6 judges as they dismissed the previous team, and delivered our prepared presentation, demonstrating how the website works, our goals, and how it could be developed in the future. The judges seemed fascinated and asked some probing questions. With a huge sigh of relief, we were finished. Much waiting ensued once more, for all our projects now had to be judged. Finally, the winners were announced. To our astonishment, we won second place overall! Our program might not be saving the world anytime soon but it was fully functional and I guess the judges must have appreciated our creativity. Building a website in a 28-hour period was an intensely rewarding experience. It was so fun working with these girls that we’re planning to meet on a weekly basis to continue brainstorming and learning together. I’ve been fortunate to have traveled extensively internationally, but I actually haven’t spent much time traveling within the US. When I discovered that OHS, my online high school, was offering field trip to Montgomery, Alabama during Spring Break 2019, I thought it would be a fantastic opportunity to learn “on the road” with my classmates. I’ve only heard about life in the South from Dad, who briefly attended college in Alabama, so I’ve always been curious to see for myself.
Our group convened at the Montgomery Airport on Wednesday around noon. After a quick stop for lunch at a Mexican restaurant, we headed to the Montgomery Museum of Fine Art to view historical impressionistic portraits and landscapes but also contemporary sculptures and installations. Next, we toured the Alabama Shakespeare Festival, ranked among the ten largest Shakespeare festivals in the world. Our tour guide showed us around backstage, pointed out the ropes, and also the costume room. We even got to see the stage as it would be set for the play we would watch the following day. After a dinner of pizza and popsicles, we enjoyed a Shakespeare Performance Orchestra, where we discussed Shakespeare’s life and tried fun exercises with the first lines of Romeo and Juliet. We created a mini 5-line play, practiced intoning in the right places, and pausing at the right times. Thursday began with a breakfast of grits and waffles. Then, we headed to the Civil Rights Museum, where we learned about all the horrific acts against African Americans and those who supported the Civil Rights movement. So many innocent people, bystanders, and just people with kind hearts were brutally murdered by Ku Klux Klan. I was shaken by the sheer millions supporting Klan members. We viewed portraits of forty lynching victims and paid respects at a black fountain memorial built in their honor. After lunch at a Jamaican restaurant, we toured the Dexter Avenue King Memorial Baptist Church. Our guide, Wanda, was a wonderfully kind and inspirational woman who told us all about the building’s background and how Martin Luther King influenced their lives and history. Later, we took a walking and bus tour of Montgomery with a reconciliation artist named Michelle Browder. She showed us passageways where slaves were illegally smuggled in as well as Rosa Parks’ house. After dinner, we returned to the Alabama Shakespeare Festival and watched Steel Magnolias. The play, which took place in a salon, was heartwarmingly sad yet also hilarious. On Friday morning, we made an early start to the Legacy Museum for Peace and Justice. Visitors were immediately struck with holograms of slaves retelling their tragic tales of suffering and separation. Some sang songs to raise their spirits. This set the tone for the rest of the museum, a space devoted to the story of injustice against African Americans from the time they were first kidnapped into slavery. They were lynched by mobs, who considered them less than human. We watched documentaries explaining how even today, Black men are over-represented in jails and unfairly tried for crimes they didn’t commit simply due to their skin color. Since this museum was such an emotional experience, we took some time in the bookstore to reflect upon what we just saw. After a quick boxed lunch together, we walked to the Freedom Riders where the guide shared with us about the peaceful protests held on the Greyhound buses. Young people of different races would board at an integrated stop, then ride down to the segregated stops in Alabama. They met no resistance until then, where huge numbers of protected Klan members attacked them, throwing a bomb in the bus. The attackers didn’t bother to cover their faces because the police and authorities were on their side. However, when four hundred people from all over the country joined the protest and were all placed in a Mississippi prison, the government was forced to intervene. Finally, the entire bus system was successfully integrated. Next, we visited the National Memorial for Peace and Justice, a memorial for all the thousands lynching victims in hundreds of counties throughout the country. It was a somber place, built of metal blocks hanging from the ceiling, marked simply with the names of those murdered and the counties where the atrocities took place. We spent quite some time here, pondering the events that had unfolded. Outside the memorial, a complete set of identical blocks were made for each county to bring to their city centers as a reminder to its proud citizen of the lynching history and reality of what happened. Later, we listened to a speaker discuss the modern day effects of racial prejudice to children, to adults, to those accused and arrested. After dinner in the hotel, we watched Our Town at the Alabama Shakespeare Festival. This play dealt with the lives within a town, the interrelationships between young people, and advanced into a more existential view of life and death and what really matters. On Saturday morning, we visited the Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum, located in the house they spent about a year together in. Zelda was an underrated artist and writer who struggled with mental illness and improper treatment methods later in life. Scott was the famous author who wrote classic novels including The Great Gatsby. The two had interesting lives, though they had interpersonal conflicts, leading to them living separately even though they were still married. After a delicious Alabaman buffet lunch, we spent afternoon at the grounds of the Alabama Shakespeare Festival. We attended a discussion about community theatre and how they interact with the communities they serve. For the next few hours, we lounged around the grassy park area around the theatre, where my friends and I had some fun photoshoots and mucked around. The next activity was quite interesting; it was a narrated changeover between the set of the previous night’s play, Our Town, and tonight’s play, Romeo and Juliet. We enjoyed a picnic dinner in the Shakespeare Gardens, then returned inside to watch the play. This amazing play exceeded all my expectations, for it was executed with superb emotion. All the actors were phenomenal and the directing choice to set the play in a 1900’s school warehouse in modern apparel coupled with swords was really awesome. On Sunday, our final morning together, we closed with a group reflection upon the incredible trip as a whole. Despite a lack of sleep, I am grateful for this brief but intensely memorable experience. We delved into the Civil Rights movement and also Shakespearean dramas, two topics which may seem tangential but are truly interwoven within this jewel of a city, Montgomery in Alabama. In January of 2019, we returned to Japan for another 3 week visit to Hakuba, Kanazawa, Kaga Onsen, Osaka, Kyoto and of course Tokyo.
From Tokyo, we took the bullet train to Nagano then a taxi to the town of Hakuba, which hosted the 1998 Winter Olympics, but is now mostly run by Australian sports enthusiasts. It was snowing, and we rented all of our ski gear. We had shabu shabu at the hotel for dinner. The food was rather expensive because we were out in the mountains. The next day, we met our ski instructor outside the hotel. Jessica grew up in the French Alps, but because her mother was English, she spoke with a perfect British accent. Apparently, she was a ski racer in the Junior Olympics, which means she must have been amazing. However, she couldn’t continue because she broke her back, then on other occasions broke several ribs, broke her hand, was frostbitten, and endured other horrendous injuries. She was definitely an interesting character, to say the least. For the two six-hour days, she brought us down many slopes at Iimori Resort and helped us to improve our skills. I started around level 4 because I was just learning to parallel ski. My brother, Joshua, was probably a level 3 because he still relied on the “snowplow” or “pizza” method. For lunch on the second day, she even brought us to a pizza restaurant at the base of the other side of Goryo Mountain. After two days of skiing, we took the train to Kanazawa where we spent three nights. This city was famous for their snow crabs and produce 99% of the gold leaf in Japan. One of the days, we visited one of the most famous Japanese gardens, Kenrokuen Garden. Because it was winter, most of the trees were tied using spiderweb-like ropes to prevent snow from crushing the branches. The garden was intricately shaped to imitate nature, with beautiful fountains and waterfalls. There was a very famous lantern at the center along with a 300-year-old fountain. A teahouse sat in the middle overlooking the calm waters. After Kanazawa, we took a quick, twenty-minute train ride to Kaga Onsen where we stayed at an amazing ryokan, a traditional Japanese inn. The rooms were Japanese style with futons for beds and even included a private onsen or hot bath. In the afternoon, the owner of the ryokan invited us for a welcoming Japanese tea ceremony. Here, he executed a methodical series of rituals to make the tea and served it to us in bowls. For dinner that night, we had a huge meal of crabs; they were served raw, boiled, baked, and also cooked with porridge. One of the servers told us that our family alone had eaten a whole SIXTEEN crabs. I don’t know if that’s accurate but it sure was a feast. The next day, we took a walk along the river around the small town of Yamanaka. The plant life was beautiful and all the rocks were covered in green moss. Apparently, this area was a source of inspiration for the renown haiku poet Basho. My dad challenged us to a competition to find mushroom first. He won, but I found the most mushrooms. For lunch, we ate simple but delicious handmade soba noodles in town. Afterward, we relaxed in the onsen and had a meal of net-caught duck for dinner. Our next stop was the big city of Osaka. We were excited to return to the malls connected to our hotel in the Umeda train station complex. This time, my brother and I explored the three interconnected malls on our own while our parents went out for dinner. I took Joshua for dinner on the top floor, where there was a huge selection of delicious restaurant options. He really wanted to dine at the revolving sushi bar, but we eventually decided to have udon. I ordered a sukiyaki beef udon, and it was really good. Afterward, we went to the toy store in the basement of a connecting mall. Here, they had all kinds of the things he liked, including anime figures and LEGO sets. In the very front, there were several rows of gachapon machines, and I bought several capsules. Over the next few days, we kept coming back to this store and I bought some merch for my Canadian friend, including a few capsules. The second night, we had okonomiyaki, a type of fried Japanese pancake with soy sauce and mayonnaise. It was okay but too much food. On our final day, Dad took me to a tasty udon shop in town. After Osaka, we took a quick train ride to Kyoto. We had been to this city several times, for it is one of the most historical cities in Japan. Since it was sunny when we arrived, we immediately headed for our favorite area, the Philosopher’s Walk along a small stream. In the stream, we sought out our fish buddies that we look for every year we go. They were more scattered this year, and we found large fish, medium fish, and tiny little guys. There were even ducks swimming along the stream, and a few cats walking around the passages. Due to rain the next day, we lunched indoors at the Takashimaya mall, where we had unagi/eel bowls. Mine came with a kettle of soup to pour over the rice. For dinner, we had an elaborate kaiseki meal at Hyotei. Apparently, the meal was similar to how it was served 400 years ago to the emperors. The next day was the 21st of January. On the 21st of each month, there is the Kobo-san Flea Market in the Toji Temple filled with street food, antique pottery, second-hand kimonos, decorative items, and so much more. Back in Tokyo, we got to visit the new Toyosu Fish Market and dine at Quintessence, a fine French restaurant. On the second to last day of our trip, we visited Odaiba, a man-made island in Tokyo to visit the teamLab Borderless Digital Museum. This was a massive museum filled with moving flower projections, animated paintings, and simulations. Such a feast for the senses! Entering the first room, a digital garden, our eyes were filled with beautiful flowers that bloomed and fell around us. There was a room where butterflies emerged from cocoons projected onto people’s bodies. There were so many different rooms: one where we could sit peacefully amidst waves, one where hundreds of multi colored lantern-like light bulbs hung from the ceiling, one where we lay in a “nest” and felt like birds while being shown a dizzying video on the ceiling, and many more. My favorite was one where we colored animals on sheets of paper, then the staff scanned it in. Almost miraculously, the animal sprung to life. I colored in a rainbow alligator that crawled around and ate insects. Joshua made a bird that flew away. There were many other things I wanted to explore, but unfortunately we ran out of time. Because I have an interest in art and technology, this type of experience really inspired me and gave me ideas on how both fields can be used together. I always bring home fond memories from our trips to Japan where I can enjoy the cutting technology new blended with refined culture combined with exquisite food. Over winter break 2018, my family took a trip of a lifetime, to the last frontier on Earth — Antarctica. Our flight from California stopped in Mexico City for a few hours then continued on to Buenos Aires, Argentina. We spent two nights there, where I practiced my Spanish by stopping to talk to some chatty taxi-drivers, checking-in to the hotel, and ordering the delicious grass-fed beef, a local specialty. Then finally, we flew to Ushuaia, also known as the “End of the World,” to begin our Antarctic expedition.
Before boarding The National Geographic Explorer, we toured the Beagle Channel on a catamaran. I met a man wearing a Google Glass. When Dad asked him about it, we found out he was actually the founder of the Google Glass and a CS professor at Georgia Tech who teaches AI. When I expressed my interest in the topic, Thad Starner seemed excited and offered to teach me the foundations later on during the trip. The first two days of the journey, we crossed the Drake Passage, renowned for being the roughest waters in the world. However, we had it quite light and I never got sick, due to a seasickness patch. The expedition leader, a friendly French man named Jonathan, made regular announcements keeping us posted about the daily plans and wildlife sightings. One of the naturalists and geology professor, Joe Holliday, lead a group of the kids in a learning group called the “Young Explorers.” Someone different would teach a lesson relating to what we saw each day. For example, we learned the three types of penguins we would see on the expedition. The first is Chinstrap penguins, that live in the islands farther out from the peninsula and eat krill. The second is the Adelie penguins, that live on the east side of the peninsula along the Weddell Sea, where the water is cooler, and eat krill and fish. Last is the Gentoo penguins that live on the west side of the peninsula and eat fish and krill. Every day, there were one to two outings to go onto the land, spot some penguins, and enjoy the landscape. We were provided with two layers of cozy jackets, a soft inner layer, and a bright orange outer layer to ensure we could be seen miles away. After pulling on waterproof pants and boots, then bundled with hats, scarves, and gloves, we were ready to go. Zodiacs zoomed to shore since there are obviously no ports and the Antarctic Treaty dictates that only 100 people are permitted in an area at a time. Sometimes, when conditions were too icy, we would have purely zodiac tours where we got some closeup views of impressive iceberg sculptures and menacing leopard seals. Between the daily outings, there were frequent talks from naturalists and guest speakers. Will Steiger shared with us about his historic dogsled journey across Antarctica. National Geographic photographer Todd Gipstein held a seminar on photography almost daily. Others talked about the wildlife, penguins, seals, even the lichens and rocks. Our first outing was to Half Moon Island where we saw a small colony of Chinstraps. The following outing was a zodiac ride, where we were able to see some amazing icebergs, and saw over 40,000 Adelie penguins, swimming in the water, fishing, and jumping. Two even jumped into our zodiac! One day, we visited Fort Lockroy, a station in the Antarctic consisting of a museum showcasing the same station in the early 20th century when the naturalists first came. There was also a colony of Gentoo penguins with red beaks. These penguins were quite stinky, and they screamed noisily. Despite this, I think they were the most attractive looking penguins we saw. These little guys had roads known as penguin highways in the snow, indentations where penguins had made the exact same trip nest to nest, that the floor was dyed pink from their krilly guano. Another day, we had an expedition to a snowy mountain of Danco Island to see some Gentoos. After hiking up the trail, we realized we were cornered. Four Gentoos had wandered into our path between two groups of people! Dad gave me a narrow-angle zoom lens that day, and I managed to get some striking photos. After they left, to get back we slid on our backs down the hill in the snow. There was a bit too much friction, but I had a lot of fun. That zoom lens came in handy again during a zodiac ride around Neko Harbour. There was a playful humpback whale that came very near and showing off its fluke. I caught some nice shots as it came straight towards our tiny zodiac then made a sharp turn a few yards away before fluking. Meanwhile, there were hundreds of Gentoos porpoising all around. Christmas Day was our final day near the Antarctic continent before crossing the Drake Passage back again. We made an outing to Snow Hill Island where there were many elephant seals. The baby elephant seals were so cute, all sleeping and relaxing on the rocks. I made a friend, another artist named Sarah from Sweden, and we would often explore the ship together and draw after the daily activities were over. Sarah’s sister, Elizabeth, worked at the store on the ship, and she would often eat dinner with us. In fact, the night before Christmas Eve, Elizabeth gave us a wonderful opportunity to decorate gingerbread in the kitchen. Only Sarah and I were given this opportunity! It was a ton of fun and I enjoyed making funny looking cookies. Since many of the kitchen crew are Swedish, I had some nice exposure to Swedish holiday traditions and cuisine. Unfortunately, I had to take an exam in the middle of the trip, since my online school semester wasn’t technically over yet. Before we left, my parents negotiated with the hotel manager and arranged for one of the naturalists, Dr. Dennis Cornejo, to be my proctor. Dennis was a real character, and many of the naturalists often commented it was hard to give a talk after him because his talk was always so shocking. After painful studying for a few nights, it was finally time. I skipped the usual dinner in the dining room to eat in the officer’s mess, a faster dinner, then Dennis set up my exam. I found him to be extremely kind and helpful, despite the fact that a lot of the crew had told me that he was ‘weird but the good kind weird.” My exam went okay. I finished in a hurry because the room was getting noisy as everyone was preparing for a night outing to let people walk on frozen sea ice in the Weddell Sea. If that place sounds familiar, it’s where Ernest Shackleton’s ship Endurance met its demise. That was a fun outing that ended with lovely Swedish ginger snaps and hot cider. The evening after I finally finished my exam, Sarah and I were sitting in the observation lounge. Then, Thad came by and asked if he could give us an introductory lesson into AI. We were delighted, and he taught us the conceptual side of AI based on predictions, without complex math. He showed us the nearest neighbor method of prediction, which despite how it seems, can be a very reliable method of prediction. We had an engaging almost two-hour lesson, and I felt so excited about the subject afterward, that I got a nosebleed and couldn’t stop talking about it. This was an amazing opportunity. Thad was a really good teacher, and he really exposed us to the world of AI. This Antarctic expedition is a perfect example of how my learning as a homeschooler is not bounded by traditional settings. Science was covered as I learned about the biology and geology of Antarctica through the first-hand experience. Thanks to the daily talks on board, I learned a bit about photography from National Geographic staff and some history from Will Steiger’s talk. Foreign language was used in a practical setting as I conversed in Spanish to navigate Buenos Aires. Serendipitously, from my fellow passengers, I learned about Swedish culture from Sarah and AI from Professor Starner. And even though the C++ course was taken at an online school, how often do you hear about students taking a final exam proctored in Antarctica then walking on sea ice immediately afterward? When I first step into the S11 House, my first impression is of the vastness of the interior coupled with the strange feeling that, instead of an architectural construction, I am setting foot into nature itself. And, that is exactly the purpose of the building. Largely built from the recycled materials of the dilapidated house standing there before, this masterpiece of art is “green” in several ways. In fact, like a sprawling tree, the canopy roof provides shelter and insulation for the rest of the house, so it comes as no surprise that the residence itself was modeled after a tropical tree. (Majid, PUTRA Architectural Exhibition, 76) As the culmination of architecture, artistry, and ecologically friendly constructions, S11 has garnered international recognition and a plethora of awards for its environmentally friendly purpose as well as its refined architecture throughout the world but is most well known for being Malaysia’s first GBI (Green Building Initiative) Platinum winner. Stemming from a single mind, this building was orchestrated by Dr. Loke Mun Tan, a well known figure in the architectural world of Asia, who “took the opportunity to use (his) own house as a pilot project to test the veracity of the green building rating tools (they) had been developing,” (Dr. Loke Mun Tan) and thus painting a picture of possibility for buildings branching far into the future.
I first visited the house when I was young, naive enough not to understand the full architectural ingenuity and significance of such a building. Instead, I was merely staying at my uncle’s cool, museum-like house where I could whine to my cousins and play hide and seek among the diverse collection of modern artwork. All I knew was that the design and structure of the home were beautifully executed by my uncle, a renowned architect. Walking in through the huge wooden front door protected by a thickly barred gate, I was greeted by the two family dogs with particularly fitting names: Silky, small, black, and excitable (with silky-soft fur of course) and Toffee, larger and sweeter, both of which are poodle mixes. They barked and led me to the living room to the left of the entrance, which is far larger than ‘spacious’ can describe. Each wall, some of red brick and some of warm concrete, is decorated with at least one painting and small statues of all sorts that pose on pedestals. My favorite painting was a huge piece featuring a large fish of bones next to the dining table. Looking northwards out the languorous floor-length window-doors, I giggle to see my uncle’s pheasants clucking fervently in the yard around the pool. Next, I climb upwards. I sometimes feared irrationally that I would slip right through two stairs in the metal staircase up to the second floor, which, just like the floor below, asserts huge amounts of space. Facing the plank-floored corridor that opened up into another living room, my cousins’ rooms were on this floor, as well as the guest room I stayed in. Attempting to play with my cousins was futile; our interests clashed. Filled with a detective-like curiosity, I was drawn to the third floor serves as an art gallery, but was ultimately forbidden to climb up the stairs to admire the myriad of paintings for fear of damaging a priceless masterpiece. Wandering through the house with no map or route in mind, the expanse felt so massive I could almost lose myself, there was always so much to discover. One memory that vividly reminds me of the house begins with my attempt to rescue a frog from near the swimming pool out in the front of the house. Frogs are considered pests in the country, but I wanted to salvage the creature anyway. I carefully brought it to the courtyard and deposited it in the large koi pond full of fat, healthy fish to try to save it. I am unsure what happened to the unfortunate amphibian in the end, but the chance of it survival was slim at most, for though harmless to humans, the koi likely have a great appetite for frog. Later on, I believe my cousins may have moved it to a decorative pot filled with water to the side of the house to liberate it from my well natured, yet disastrous attempt. Despite my adventures, I never knew what exactly the house represented. At the time, I was merely a small frog being carried through an architectural wonder it could never comprehend. It was only until recently that I realized the importance of such a structure, and how truly resourceful my uncle, the renowned architect, must have been in order to create an edifice by reinventing the old and incorporating a natural finish. Located in the suburbs of Petaling Jaya, Malaysia, where my father and my uncles grew up, the feature is decorated with a garden of tropical plants, all native to the country. I have wondered about the curious name of the house; S11. It sounds strangely artificial for a building focused on nature. In fact, the reason behind this name is simple and gets the point across, the home is located in Section 11 of Malaysia. Almost every aspect of the house was designed with great care to save energy and keep the environment clean. When I ask about the focus on eco-friendly elements of the house, my uncle explains that: “In 2009, I was the team leader responsible to develop a national green building rating tool for Malaysia. I had become much more aware of the need to design more sustainable buildings for the sake of the environment”. (Dr. Loke Mun Tan) He goes on to illustrate examples of structural facets save both heat and energy, such as the house’s position in the North-South direction, the pool in the north and the koi pond in the south, which is not by chance; for “the windows of the house are orientated predominantly north-south to reduce heat gain. The operable windows and doors also provide for controlled cross ventilation to further cool down the house”. (Dr. Loke Mun Tan) Furthermore, the treelike roof is actually very well insulated with many layers of foliage, such as reflective foil and ventilated space. It also collects rainwater, which is piped through xylem, then conserved and drained into tanks. In the sweltering and humid heat of Malaysia’s perpetual Summer, water is evaporated and provides respite as coolant for those indoors, which shows how a building can be constructed to reduce air conditioning, excess water, and electricity. S11 was built among five ancient and preserved trees, further adding to its compatibility with the natural world. Not only is the structure environmentally green, but the east and west walls are painted with green reflective camouflage, making the whole building look like a tropical paradise. (S11 House) The modern works in the interior are not the only art there is, no, the entire foundation of the project is rooted in art; the house itself is art, artistically designed and constructed. Through a child’s eyes, although one would not see the original significance, such a house is a world of its own, full of adventure and discovery. Through the eyes of a professional, the structure exhibits state-of-the-art technique pollinated by a distinct contemporary idea. The S11 house is the result of a creative minded architect, who dove deep into the green expanse of nature, and made it his home. Works Cited (References):
Cambodia: land of the Khmer empire, home of the legendary Angkor Wat, but also a sweltering, humid playground for mosquitos. My father wanted to bring us to Cambodia in order to show us both the current way of life in contrast with temples from hundreds of years ago. I was curious how different the life and culture would be from what I have experienced in the United States where I live. Our plan for this trip was to spend 3 days in the Siem Reap Province exploring both the city and surrounding regions, especially Angkor Wat.
As part of our adventures, we took a boat to a floating village on Lake Tonle Sap. The water of the lake was very brown, due to mud or to pollution, I didn't know. We saw houses, stores, churches, and schools all on boats. Children played around in the water as their parents watched. We took a tour of a crocodile farm, which was actually two long boats, connected by boards, where dozens of 2-year old crocodiles, soon-to-be handbags, basked with their mouths wide open in the heat. The older crocodiles were hiding in the enclosure next to them. There were also catfish that the keeper fed and that we could order for lunch if we were willing to wait a little while. Mysteriously, a pile of pythons was kept caged in a corner. The exotic culture was quite an eye-opener as well. We traveled around the town by tuk-tuk, a rickety rickshaw pulled by a noisy motorbike. The bustling night market was packed with people peddling art, clothing, massages, and more. The smell of fragrant foods wafted through the air, making me hungry even after dinner. I was particularly fascinated with the fish spas with tanks of doctor fish nibbling on client’s feet providing soothing pedicure. Finally, the real reason we came to Cambodia was to see Angkor, the capital of the great Khmer Empire during the 12th and 13th century. It was later forgotten then only rediscovered in the 19th century. Angkor Wat is now a working Buddhist temple built with 5 enormous towers, all intricately carved. I can only imagine how stunning it must have looked when it was originally built before it fell into ruin. Even worse, acid was poured all over for cleaning purposes, which only sped up erosion. Personally, I found the moss-covered, supposedly “unrestored” structures far more charming. Although the actual temples seemed almost magical, the tours were slightly soured by the endless heat. Much of the culture and history of Cambodia was summarized in a show we watched called “The Smile of Angkor” that enacted several traditional dances. For example, one was the Aspara dance that used the flicking of wrists in front and behind the body to symbolize flowers blooming and falling. Others were real-life versions of carvings in the temples, which were originally stories from the Hindu epics, the Mahabharata and Ramayana. All of these were part of a frame story for a temple we were to visit, which has four giant smiling Buddha faces. As we walked through the amazing structures, we admired carvings of Hindu gods such as Shiva, Vishnu, and many dancers. Temple Ta Prohm was hidden in the jungle and had numerous gigantic trees growing from the temple walls. The roots and trunks made webbed shapes and looked like something from a fantasy world. In fact, this site was made famous as the backdrop to the adventure movie Lara Croft: Tomb Raider. We also visited the Temple Bayon with dozens of towers of 4 Buddha faces, one in each of the cardinal direction. This was the temple that was the centerpiece of “The Smile of Angkor”, and it was even more exciting to see the actual monument after all the build up. As we walked around, the scent of fermenting fruit, fallen from the trees, wafted through the air. There are actually hundreds of temples in this huge complex but we only had time to visit three of the most famous ones. Visiting Cambodia and seeing the temples exposed me to a way of life was unlike anything I'd ever imagined. The ancient structures brought me back to the ancient time they were built. Despite the sweltering heat and mosquito infestation, it was certainly an enlightening trip. I really felt like an intrepid tomb raider ready for adventures lost civilizations. |
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