With lines and colors, self-styled reasons and presumed meanings, what you see here are just images of my internal reality, thoughts and emotions painted into textures and forms, completed with strengths and weaknesses I wouldn't see otherwise. Not unlike animals and plants and everything else, the intrinsic nature of self-expression isn't unique to man. Like a flower in bloom is in fact fulfilling life's longing through unfolding its nature. Thus I too am the lucky one to have come to know myself this way-- through endless experiments in a magic show out of the known world, where I cherish those fleeting beauty and changing truth, as they passed through me like drops of rain into the vast ocean of consciousness; or should I say, more like a brief note of my algorithmic existence submerged into the big data farm of the sapient world. Painting:
3-Figures, Oil on Canvas, 48x96 in. 比喻表現主義