《the lightness of being》
When I wander through a flower store, I see that the fake flowers are strong and vivid, but the real flowers are fragile and soft.
(I make many fragile pieces, since I see the natural state of decay as the liveliest trend of being, like life.)
Freeer is a fool with whole freedom of being. The freedom of being fragile, the freedom of naturally decaying and being, is the lightness of being.
(I give the most freedom to my materials, and pursue a flowy artmaking method and methodology. I love my pieces naturally decaying and love the way how I treat them, with fully discreet and unconditionally cherishing.)
I can't find a better word, which can be present, past and future, which contains the flower, the fruit (and the seeds).
(Embodiment is a natural thing, spatial and temporal, at temporary)
-The wandering cloud
Happy birthday!!! How lovely that you are here in this world. I have always appreciated you with my full heart. I am impressed by how prevalent and powerful you are. I think every belief is like this, it protects with some mysterious force. Thanks for your last letter, thanks for telling me you are the creature of Eastern and Western culture. I have to say that you are the incarnation of the soul of Zen and the spirit of avant-garde.
The world is full of you~ the art world is full of you~ full of this divine feminine creating energy, with a natural creative power, with a soft strong surrendering power. Everyone here is making process art, they are like springs, constantly ascending. Everyone here is achieving their own individual renaissance.
Anyway, too much to say~ but Happy Birthday!!! hope you have an expression of ‘‘aww~’’, when you see the birthday cake.
Lots of Love,
The wandering cloud
《Divinity is Glass》
I see it, I see this time, I see it as the Glass Time.
I see this time as a Glass time: it is amorphous. (everything is amorphous, in forms, in souls; such lively and diverse; they keep a dynamic balance, as fine as glass)
I see this time, is a Glass Time, it is nothing and everything. (I see through it. Transparency is nothing and everything. Such an empty and colourful time. I see no colour, I see every colour.)
Divinity is Glass. Such a diaphanous time, a time of light dancing with shadow, illumination carries delusion, the coexistence of spiritual and virtual world, such abstract, such expressionism, such fragile, such vivid.
I finally say, such a Glass Time (phew~).