Berlin

He was 24 and I was 2.

Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend.

Work forgotten: Shanghai Museum of Contemporary Art

Long time no see

I seldom back to my department even though I'm still studying my MFA (and I spent 5 years for my undergraduate degree here as well). Tonight I went back and did some presentation, chatting and drinking with some of my friends here. It feels good. When everyone's gone I stayed here in the studio where I hasn't worked in for long. Now I feel good too because it's just like in my studio in Fotan where I can do whatever I want, at least, relaxed for a while. And, it recalls some good old days in this dept. Just nostalgic.

Monday: I just went picnic with my friends on my hand-painted cloth at IFC.

My pillow's like a bed, a pillow's like my bed.

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