Let me share this. I knew these are not perfect but this is my other way of expressing…
A hand is not only an ordinary hand, it’s a left hand. Left hand represents a woman, a rose represents a love and a spoiled paint is a blood and it represents a pain. What act have you seen in that picture? It’s offering. It’s a woman who offer her love even she knows she get hurt because for her pain is nothing when it replaced with love.
Even before when I started painting, one of my favorite to paint is nature. It’s a weird feeling that every time I finished my work I can feel peace.
After I finished painting this one, a single stroke of paint spoiled on my work. I thought it made my entire work looks so bad, but when I realized that it’s not really bad I spoiled more paint all over. And for me, it’s not stupidity, it’s an art. Relevance to life; not all failures are bad, not all wrong decisions drives you down, sometimes it’s a way to discover the better one.
A woman sitting alone while watching sunset. Maybe at this time I just really feel being alone or hopeless to find my man that’s why I created this (haha). I hope someday there’s a big man besides me and we both witness the sweetness beauty of the sunset.
Maybe the time when I painted this one, I am ready to love again.
For me, as long as you can see yourself in a piece of work, it’s already an ART.