Acrylic & Oil on Canvas
70x70cm, Framed
Unable to escape the struggle of pursuit, unable to extricate ourselves from the gears of desire.
We worry about every moment & every day. Not pursuing is also a kind of helpless pursuit - we are all bound by the Mud, our thoughts may escape but never stray far. Colliding with the mud, we live a youthful life, only to gradually weaken. Time is like mud; what we possessed in the past and what we possess now - the moments of life are sometimes immeasurable. No matter how we have traversed it, it’s unforgettable, for it is the evidence of our having lived.
The mud, both before and after, is as calm as water, awaiting the moment we step upon it.
Life has no perfect moment. The end is same as the beginning, hope we all live out our own Beauty.
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