| In these paintings I try to deliver memory, tune, rythm ,and the records of time through color. Those big, tough, and essential colors alike a peorid of long unused memory, profound, deep, with such a tense life reality.
Sometimes I was wondering, no matter what kind of the script of these memories, when you launched them into the color which needed by your inside, then they could give you anykind images of what your mind and spirit wanted: The flying air ball was like a dream, floating with a childhood colorful small boat, and sunked into these tranquil figures of symbolical composition . |
