Saturday, April 28, 2012

fish head

I woke up with my head being swallowed by a fish this morning.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

The Bear



Why is that when I try so hard to fall apart, part of me still cling onto what is left.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

The Vase


Just when everything look like they are broken, I realize these destructions are what give these things their meanings and places in my life. It is when I face these imperfections, they don't seem as scary anymore.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

THe Dog Race






"Chasing after all these materials and wealth. You are no more than the dogs in the dog race."