Nancy

Love on Transit

I was sitting on the train. To my left was a middle-aged married couple, and to my right was a pair of young, passionate lovebirds. The boy gently caressed the young girl’s pretty little face, gently turning the hair  in his hands and feeling the soft skin, over…

Art in Motion

Meeting him was the same as meeting and old friend, one that I have not seen in a long time. Months, or years may have passed yet upon meeting it felt like an old hug from a familiar soul. How strange, for I have never…

Blossom again, Come spring

 “Blossom again, come spring” From my opinion, Berlin has one of the most beautiful cherry blossom views globally. Of course Berlinerisch Kirschblüten  won’t be as famous as Nippon Sakura, however,  they have a kind of vague connection between each other. The East Berlin side cherry…

Unforgettable stories of Encounters

They I do not know them. What stories their careers and their relationship hold, I have no way of knowing.  Yet almost every year, in winter, I encounter them on Auguststraße. They are always wrapped in identical scarves, dressed in a similar style, taking turns…

The Imagination of Ourselves

Winter is long and cold, it seems to drag on for the longest time with no end in sight as if on a long boat voyage, the horizon is always present….that landmass far away. It knowingly seems to recede from your approach, stretching time and…

Books, Books, Books!

Competition! For this entire year I have been focusing on my first personal English Art book <Encounters>, which talks about various of people’s encounters, stories and their perspectives on life. And I was hardly find much time to do any other project, however, it was…

Paris Vu Au Bon Marché

The Topic design exhibition ” Paris” was launched this September during the design week in Le Bon Marché, Paris. Those contemporary design contents made an interesting contrast with the Art Deco interior details of this classic architecture. From the past to the present, the sprits…

镜花水月—“ The illusion”

Actually these series of photos had been taken for a while since last winter,yet I have totally forgotten to put them on this site. In traditional Chinese “镜花水月” these are philosophical words which mean everything is an illusion, as the flowers or moon projections. We…