初中時，在迷哈雷彗星。嚮往深邃的夜空中，那道劃破天際的長長尾巴。高中加入了天文社，到處去追流星雨。還記得擎天崗上，那好幾道從滿天星斗中滑過、稍縱即逝的美麗驚歎號。 大學時玩起電焊、乙炔切割。喜歡高溫燃燒的氣體切割鋼板時，大量飛濺的火花。研究所在紐約玩鍛造。工坊外細雪紛飛，手中的鐵件卻在鼓風爐的熾烈煤碳中烘燒著濃烈的光與熱。 紅色的火焰是能量散發的光與熱，極致的青色火心則是內斂的能量小宇宙。在不停追逐光與熱的同時，生命綻放璀璨的能量，也映照斑斕美麗的新世界。 When I was in junior high school, I was fascinated by Halley’s Comet. Yearning for the long tail that cuts through the sky in the deep night sky. In high school, I joined the astronomy club and went everywhere to chase meteor showers. I still remember the beautiful fleeting exclamation marks on…

泉水是一首歌，一種能量的載體。隨著音樂唱和，動靜快慢間，都展現著優雅的流暢。泉水也像小動物，俏皮的小精靈。從角落竄出，乖張地蔓延，又任性地散逸。泉水歌頌著源自活脱的生命本質， 與始終如一的不覊靈魂。 Spring water is a song, a carrier of energy.Sing along with the music, the movement is fast and slow,All show elegant smoothness.The spring water also looks like small animals, playful elves.Sprung out from the corner and spread perversely,And dissipated willfully.The spring water sings the praises of the living essence of life,With a consistent…

光 是一種精神性的存在穿透厚厚雲層的光束等待漫漫長夜的晨曦牽引著細如懸絲的暗夜長路輝映著白雲蒼狗的浮華世事照亮我們的不是僅有眼前的聖潔俐落而是性靈中迎向輝煌的光 Light is a spiritual existence.Light beams penetrating thick clouds, waiting for the dawn of the long night. Leading the long road in the dark night as thin as a thread, reflecting the glitz and glamor of ever-changing state of affairs.Shining on us, it’s not just the holy neatness in front, but facing the…

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. 泰戈爾〈漂鳥集〉生如夏花之絢爛，死如秋葉之靜美。 每個生命都有自己的紋理，時而秀麗光彩，時而內斂寂靜。在時空的映照下，內心調柔和諧的願力，隨著光的洗錬化合為雋永的樣貌。生命成為一首長詩，人們徜徉在自己瑰麗的情調裡。 Every life has its own texture, sometimes beautiful and glorious, sometimes reserved and silent. Under the reflection of time and space, the inner desire to soften and harmonize is combined into a meaningful appearance with the washing of light. Life becomes…

所有的故事最後都會回到原點。就像之前說得天花亂墜的多重宇宙；雞同鴨講的平行宇宙，然後，現在人們說著萬朝歸宗的元宇宙。我不禁懷念起原來那個天地渾沌、玄黃鴻濛，充滿想像的單純原初。 All stories eventually come back to where they started.Just like the multiverse that was mentioned before;The parallel universe that people talk past each other.Then, people now talk about the Metaverse where all dynasties have returned to their clan. I can’t help but miss the original chaos of heaven and earth.Might full of imagination and…

迎風搖曳的赤紅扶桑飄舞著熱情，也揮灑著熾烈的光熱。盛夏颸風微微，春光浩湯絢爛花野豔著兀自美麗，人沈醉在青春來時路。 Red hibiscus swaying in the wind.Dancing with enthusiasm, it also radiates blazing light and heat.The midsummer breeze is gentle and the scenery is gorgeous.The fields of flowers are blooming and beautiful in their own way.People are intoxicated with youth on coming path.

純真無懼。 初心是謙卑和圓融的氣度，也是面對生命無限可能的期待。隨順境緣，我們沐浴在溫暖如春風般的陽光下，也洗鍊在乘風破浪的巨濤裡。各種滋養的洗禮讓我們韜光養晦、蘊含能量。春風化雨中，我們凝聚宏偉的意念拾階朝向夢想，在美好的路上我們專注一心向上。 Original Intention Innocence and fearlessness. The original intention is humility and harmony, as well as the expectation to face the infinite possibilities of life. Following favorable circumstances, we bathed in the sunshine as warm as the spring breeze, and also washed in the huge waves riding the wind and waves. The baptism of…

湛藍海面上，輕輕湧現的黎明；滔天洄瀾裡，重重洗鍊的珍珠。 順著湛藍色海風捲起的浪濤，金色黎明輕盈浮現在海面上。美麗的晨光普照千頃波浪，演映浮華浪漫之境。 滔天的巨浪波瀾壯濶，狂放不覊的潮流蜿蜒疊嶂。在萬千洄瀾的海浪中，層層洗鍊出一顆明亮耀眼的珍珠。 前些日子在看葛飾北齋(1760-1849)的電影。畫面中的浪濤，在没有地平線的世界，格外具有張力和能量。好比浮華世界裡的萬千憧憬，也彰顯著藝術家一生懸命去探求的渴望。作品重構“富嶽三十六景-神奈川沖浪裡”的劇場感，並應用個人鍾愛的新藝術(Art Nouveau, 1880-1910)風格，以纖細敏銳的流動性、抒情語法，來演繹一個激情華麗的、張力延續的概念空間：在浪花和灣流壯麗交織的世界，揮灑一幅流暢的、感性的浮華風景；也是心境裡，一道唯美的、永恆的光。 Above the blue sea, gently emerging dawn;In the monstrous whirling waters, reveal layers of refined pearls. Following the azure waves rolled up by the sea breeze, the golden dawn floats lightly on the sea. The beautiful morning light shines on thousands of hectares of waves, showing a flashy and…

想像中的純真與自由，像純白的魚在純白的水中游著。自由自在、無拘無束的游來游去，恬淡而自然。好比魚忘了水，水也忘了魚，白茫茫的一片。 廣欽老和尚：無來無去無代誌。 唐 • 鳥窠襌師：來時無跡去無蹤，去與來時事一同；何須更問浮生事，只此浮生是夢中。 子曰：魚相造乎水，人相造乎道。相造乎水者，穿池而養給；相造乎道者，旡事而生定。故曰，魚相忘乎江湖，人相忘乎道術。 The innocence and freedom in the imagination are like white fish swimming in pure white water. Swim freely and unrestrainedly, calm and natural. It’s like the fish forgetting the water, and the water also forgetting the fish, a vast expanse of whiteness. Guangqin old monk:No coming, no going, no…