With the stone wall in the courtyard as the background, the theme of the girl's meditation is described with long hair and bare chest.
The storms and clouds on the coast of my hometown were the objects I cared about at that time. The begging paintings on the roadside raised the cries of the disabled people. How many years have passed since I began to think? The worship of my good brothers in July and a half, the pressure of typhoons before and after, and the paper lines burned with gold paper subsidized my need for the expression
Red Door Tears Mixed Media Paper 68X137cm 1988