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Bright Moment

I met her in Trieste. Like me, she had flown in from Berlin for work. Serene, modest, sensitive – she reminded me of a fawn. When we had a moment off from work, we took the cable car up the hill to see the sea….

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In the museum

I often come across such strange stories in my travels. I don’t know why; perhaps it’s because my energy attracts unusual people, like the time a 14 year old boy in the British Museum approached and shyly asked for my phone number. The scenario ended…

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The Counselor

I have some unhappy childhood memories. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve felt out of place in this world, as if I should have been born into another one. My mother couldn’t understand me, I had no place at school… I hated it all. Until I was 13, I was…

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…

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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…

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…

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…

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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…