Solarplate etching, 2007, 23 x 19.5 cm

Human face is a landscape.
Our wrinkles entangle. Our breaths dissolve.

P.S. Happy bloody valentine’s.

一疊未乾的版畫壓在玻璃板之間，忘記了，月半之後翻出來，密密的生了些彩色的黴。

They were heavenly raindrops fall from high.
They were the winter sparkles.
They were secret colonies grow in the dark.
They were the invisible painters.

版畫，乾刻，2005， 17.8 x 12.7 cm

Random thoughts 10/18:
I’m not exactly a sad person. But somehow my drawings tend to reflect the heaviest expression. Perhaps when your only companions are your very own thoughts, every emotion is unleashed from its physiological implications. Whatever it is, like a single ray in the full spectrum, it is simply one dimension of the multidimensional perception, a gesture without its sophisticated attributes defined in the external world. When a symbol loses its meaning, and sadness is as light as a humorous grin, solitude can be very much enjoyable.

Random thoughts 10/19:
也不知道自己是否寫得了然。試著中文說解看看：
我並不是個憂愁的人。但我不清楚為什麼自己常畫表情沉鬱的臉。也許當人僅與自己的思緒作伴，情緒才可以完全掙脫其符號性的表達——聯繫神態及其心情符旨的紐帶斷裂，它們各自游離。歡樂憂愁，分別不過是心境一種，不必彼此鄙夷，或計較『戚』相較於『歡』是更為消極的顔色。有如天空雨暘時若。我得享受獨處的隱秘樂趣。

域名注上了 http://www.littlevanities.com/ 似乎有些歸屬感。雖然人還住在租的樓裏，可竟然有些遷新居的快樂。

為明天去工作室制版到深夜。星期天花85分錢買的一支黑色 China Marker，畫在透明塑料皮上有洇墨效果，非常喜歡。