How are we perceived,

if we are to be perceived at all?

For the most part we are invisible.

我走了。。。

December 6th, 2007

去一個溫熱國家的北方。。。

See you next year!

December 5th, 2007

Stains

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.