漬
December 5th, 2007
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.
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How are we perceived,
if we are to be perceived at all?
For the most part we are invisible.
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Comment by mars @ December 6, 2007 04:29
竟有這樣好看的黴。
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Comment by 2ya @ December 6, 2007 06:51
好喜欢！“机缘”是那个真正的艺术家