When the natural solid materials encounter the liquid and finally present a visual experience, it is a long painting process. It is the history of the human being giving the earth a sacred aura. It is the response of the body to nature. In its posture, I saw the origin of painting.

Painting and the world have begun a wonderful combination, and then separated from the combination of various wonderful things, separated from the doctrine, separated from the knowledge, from the literature and from the last layer of the coat - the image... The era where the earth was given humanity and a sacred halo has gone. Today's paintings and its long traditions leave only fragments of thoughts, with only the natural fragments as its object. Paintings no longer bear the responsibility of carrying the traditions and rules, and no longer in the field of skills, painting has become painting itself and has become a place for the painter to express. It has returned to the original. Therefore, many cognitions of doctrine, poetry, and literature are re-attached to it. In the field shared with the public, in the individual language universe, we become each of us, yes, painting does not need to perfect itself, as long as it wants, it's merely the carrier of our wills.