2018 solo exhibition — Songs and Bonfires, Liang Gallery. © Jam Wu. Photo courtesy of the artist. The broken branches and smashed leaves make a sparkle. With two or three Sitting around the bonfire The myths passed on in whispers Burn the map of stars. The deities of the night The blinks of the eyes Here in the ravine, the human civilization is exposed to the sunlight. In this tribe whose language demands only 400 words or less, I imagine the meaning of the spoken words like the generalized masses born from every inch of the soil. With the silk threads abstracted from the cocoons and the colors taken from the smashed leaves, the fabric of diamond motif is woven between the shuttles of time. The hand-shaped clay is put in the fire to burn its colors. The young people of the future tribe.
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