I don't want to be a god or a hero, I just want to be a tree that grows for the ages and doesn't hurt anyone. ” - Czeslav Milosz
I like trees very much, and I have a deep affection for the ginkgo tree. It always reminds me of my companions watching the sunset together, along with the golden ginkgo leaves falling all over the sky, which is a golden avenue.
The tree in the painting has its prototype, and art always comes from life. So many heartbreaking things have happened in these years. I can see the tree by the window sill every day. At first it was only as thick as a finger, but now it has grown into a towering tree.
In fact, what I drew was not just the tree, but myself. After going through four seasons and long nights, I have finally grown into a towering tree, just for the years to grow freely.
There is an old Chinese saying: You don’t know what the music means when you first hear it, but when you listen to it again, you already know the meaning of the music.
A kind of rice paper with long fibers. Although it is not thick, it is very tough. Using ink and mineral pigments, it will have a beautiful shine in the sun.