As the heartbroken daughter watched her mother’s face grow clearer as she continued to lose her memory, the daughter’s sad smile became deep seaweed-green.
36" x 42" (W x H) Mixed Media
The longing for her.....
The longing for her is always endless deep scarlet, I call her as “Mom”.
18" x 18" (W x H) Mixed Media
The story of my life congregated.....
The story of my life congregated and become a dance. The dance carried the soul. And mysoul swayed.
18” x 18” (W x H), Mixed Media
My stiff, exhausted soul was.....
My stiff, exhausted soul was consoled by the polestar in the pink sky,which I saw in midday map.
18" x 18" (W x H) Mixed Media
Remember the pure soul.....
Remember the pure soul inside me. Fill it with my own aroma.
18" x 18" (W x H) Mixed Media
Now mom is standing at the end of...
Now mom is standing at the end of eighty-sixty year old memories. Mom is delightful and content.
36" x 42" (W x H), Mixed Media
My eighty-five year-old mother mutters...
My eighty-five year-old mother mutters to herself constantly, "get a hold of myself... get a hold of myself..." Please shine a light upon my mother's fading memories.
24" x 24" (W x H) Mixed Media
Mother, who could only walk with...
Mother, who could only walk with a walker, wanted to fly... If only God could give her a pair of sky blue wings...
24" x 24" (W x H) Mixed Media
Mom gave me everything with strong...
Mom gave me everything with strong courage and a warm heart.
24" x 30" (W x H) Mixed Media
In the last night dream, I played “Hide and Seek” with another me.
18” (W) x 18”(H), Mixed Media Collage
Let’s have a dream. Let’s attach wings to my laughter, to my tears and to my precious soul.