Wu Gaozhong, Roving H-9, paper, 82 x 102 cm, 2010

I often wander between my soul and flesh. I always hesitate between maintaining and abandoning and floating between last-nights dreams and tonight’s helplessness. Truth and falsehood, affection and hatred, all these feelings are jammed together, entwined and suspened in my sad little spiritual space. It is really boring. I want to be a wisp of wind clinging to the shore, yet still every day without fail I wander lifelessly.

 
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