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Works form 2018
Undertow
80*120cm
oil on canvas
2025
“Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts:
all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.”
oil on canvas
2025
“Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts:
all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.”
树欲静而风不止
50*60cm
Oil on canvas
2025
The tree longs for stillness, yet the wind never stops.
Oil on canvas
2025
The tree longs for stillness, yet the wind never stops.
The Cornerstone
50*60cm
Oil on canvas
2025
The entire house breathed, beams unfurled rings,
Like growth rings in living things.
He remains the fixed point, stark and lone
Yet home revives where he is known.
Oil on canvas
2025
The entire house breathed, beams unfurled rings,
Like growth rings in living things.
He remains the fixed point, stark and lone
Yet home revives where he is known.
Coals of Fire
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
2025
Jealousy is cruel as the grave
50*50cm
2025
Jealousy is cruel as the grave
The Last Verse
30*40cm
Oil on canvas
2025
Oil on canvas
2025
Outer Darkness
200*150cm
Oil on canvas
2025
Where silence wove the hour,
and time bent inward—
a fold in the day,
where names dissolved.
There was no farewell,
only the unmaking
of what might have bloomed.
A stillness too vast for regret,
too final for tears.
One shadow blurred its edge.
Justice—not thunder,
but breath held in suspension—
impartial, measured,
a scripture scrawled in void.
Thus it was:
light retreating soundlessly
darkness not as night,
but as recognition.
Oil on canvas
2025
Where silence wove the hour,
and time bent inward—
a fold in the day,
where names dissolved.
There was no farewell,
only the unmaking
of what might have bloomed.
A stillness too vast for regret,
too final for tears.
One shadow blurred its edge.
Justice—not thunder,
but breath held in suspension—
impartial, measured,
a scripture scrawled in void.
Thus it was:
light retreating soundlessly
darkness not as night,
but as recognition.
她
100*150cm
Oil on canvas
2025
Oil on canvas
2025
Dear Jena
Dear Jena🍎
Perhaps this is how life truly is—
A table, a chair, a pear half-eaten,
A cup left behind, a red fruit waiting.
Nothing quite as you imagined,
Yet nothing to apologise for.
The days stretch long, the nights are quiet,
The world is neither cruel nor kind,
It simply is.
You will sit, you will wait.
100*100cm
Oil on canvas
2025
Perhaps this is how life truly is—
A table, a chair, a pear half-eaten,
A cup left behind, a red fruit waiting.
Nothing quite as you imagined,
Yet nothing to apologise for.
The days stretch long, the nights are quiet,
The world is neither cruel nor kind,
It simply is.
You will sit, you will wait.
100*100cm
Oil on canvas
2025
Whisper
A Pigeon Died out of My Window
2024
Oil on canvas
30*40cm
Oil on canvas
30*40cm
相思本是无凭语
2024
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
Empty Room
2024
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
Whisper
2024
Oil on canvas
60*90cm
My dog frequently appears in my paintings, serving as my guide out of the depths of recurring depression, a companion I consider my "key." I visualize my depression as a black version of him lurking in my mental landscape. Occasionally, his mischief in my psyche mirrors how he disrupts the real world, like when he destroys a new toy to catch my attention. I engage with him gently, calming rather than confronting him. This approach has allowed me to regain control over my mental space and accept depression as a part of me, transforming it from a perpetual destroyer into an integrated aspect of my existence.
Oil on canvas
60*90cm
My dog frequently appears in my paintings, serving as my guide out of the depths of recurring depression, a companion I consider my "key." I visualize my depression as a black version of him lurking in my mental landscape. Occasionally, his mischief in my psyche mirrors how he disrupts the real world, like when he destroys a new toy to catch my attention. I engage with him gently, calming rather than confronting him. This approach has allowed me to regain control over my mental space and accept depression as a part of me, transforming it from a perpetual destroyer into an integrated aspect of my existence.
Blind for Love
2024
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
In her art, the artist delves into the process of self-reflection and acceptance, uncovering the profound truths that lie deep within us all. Her work centers on the metaphorical "mirror," depicting the complex ways we express emotions such as anxiety and sadness. It explores how individuals confront their own reflections and the challenges of facing illness and deep trauma with honesty.
This artistic endeavor tackles deep themes, prompting viewers to contemplate the intricate nature of human experiences. The latest piece in this series, titled "Blind for Love," explores the artist's personal confusion and inconsistencies encountered in entering intimate relationships. This artwork invites the audience to reflect on the complexities of love and self-awareness.
Oil on canvas
50*50cm
In her art, the artist delves into the process of self-reflection and acceptance, uncovering the profound truths that lie deep within us all. Her work centers on the metaphorical "mirror," depicting the complex ways we express emotions such as anxiety and sadness. It explores how individuals confront their own reflections and the challenges of facing illness and deep trauma with honesty.
This artistic endeavor tackles deep themes, prompting viewers to contemplate the intricate nature of human experiences. The latest piece in this series, titled "Blind for Love," explores the artist's personal confusion and inconsistencies encountered in entering intimate relationships. This artwork invites the audience to reflect on the complexities of love and self-awareness.
I Am One of the Horse's Friends
2024
oil on canvas
50*50cm
oil on canvas
50*50cm
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