| In my ideal world, art should be a mysterious garden. A garden that is filled with various exotic flowers and different kinds of aroma. People whose minds have been polluted could become clean again in such clear and fresh fragrance. There are multicolor flowers and orange bristle grass that could only be seen in your dream?and those fragile common people who are hurt in their lives in the city just like you. It is a world beyond the world, a peaceful holy land without dispute and vexation. That is the Utopia fairytale. I would like to stay there forever as a woodpecker. If you stumble upon this world, please do not leave in a hurry, for there must be something fascinating waiting for you. |  |
Lei Ben-Ben
In my ideal world, art should be a mysterious garden. A garden that is filled with various exotic flowers and different kinds of aroma. People whose minds have been polluted could become clean again in such clear and fresh fragrance. There are multicolor flowers and orange bristle grass that could only be seen in your dream?and those fragile common people who are hurt in their lives in the city just like you. It is a world beyond the world, a peaceful holy land without dispute and vexation. That is the Utopia fairytale. I would like to stay there forever as a woodpecker. If you stumble upon this world, please do not leave in a hurry, for there must be something fascinating waiting for you.
