Hanting TSAI
Daily Wonder XXV：Ripple
Oil on canvas
80*60.5cm
2025
I miss those vast mountain peaks I once visited,
I miss every blade of grass and every tree in those forests,
I miss the leaves and withered branches I trod upon,
I miss the warm, orange-yellow hue in the biting wind.
The blue bird lives in my imagination, fleeting and elusive, as fragile as paper, yet it roams the world with unwavering vitality.
I folded a blue bird, and with it, I wander in the sunlight, turning over the memories stored in my mind.