This is a work that has been brewing for five years. Its reality is like the surge of blood from the aorta of a young heart that supports my life. Sometimes it is too violent for my heart to bear and drives me crazy! Sometimes because there is too much accumulation, it makes me feel blocked and I feel unhappy without vomiting! But I know clearly that this is a story that I have never dared to touch. It lives in my body, and I feel like I have been peeping at its life, so I don't have the courage to give birth to it out of temporary passion and desire, and I am even more afraid of the pain of giving birth one day! But after five years, it already has blood, muscles, and head... My body can no longer bear his growth... From today on, I will... And will only tell you...
Intention: As long as you persevere, love will always bloom.