A book is a sentimental object that lets you interpret it. It is my understanding of the definition of a book. Not everything is a book, whereas a book can be anything.

I can remember the little myself immersed in the books, not specifically about any title or any chapter, but the process of knowing this universe and beyond. I find that book never asks you for a thing. Your response may take place immediately or at one moment ten years later, but that doesn't matter. It is never to read a book nor look into a book. It is to know a book, like how human beings interact.

My art practice is just like fabricating footnotes into the concept of a book.

Romance. All of my delicate emotions, my underlying thoughts, my floating fragments. I tend to picture them down with a touch of romance as the fine pencil lines and the ambiguous risograph gradients.

Question. A question does not require an answer but the seeking of countless answers.

Fiction. Fiction is my escape. By creating a fictional setting, I am allowed to express myself genuinely.

Time. The experience of living alone during the pandemic was like a scope for me to look directly to the subject of time. It eventually turned into my self-publishing periodical, which I am constantly working on an annual basis.

Impermanence. Something I just understood until recently, or say, I just admitted honestly.

01/2022
weiyu.