Endless Path
Princess Wencheng, a Tang Dynasty royal who journeyed to Tibet in 641 AD, a lone blossom on a distant path, exchanged to secure the peace of empires.
The Gazing Cat
Silence
The World
Whenever I felt lost, with no one to confide in, I found a connection with plants. That is why I chose the name “Mist of Spring” like a springtime veiled in drifting mist, soft and wavering, yet full of life.
Teresa
Mist of Spring
Painting has almost run through the entire trajectory of my life. When I was six, my family underwent upheaval.
At seven, I received the most beautiful birthday gift of my life. It felt as though time froze at that very instant. My elder brother, who stayed behind with me, gave me a painting of a dreamlike castle. On a path filled with thorns, that painting was like a beautiful dream. Since then, at the age of eight, I became immersed in painting,
The world of painting became my way of expressing. It was not only a protest against the dissatisfactions of the world, but also a way to portray the beauty within it.
The nightmares of childhood lingered like shadows, and the imagined monsters often stayed by my side. In moments of seclusion, the only companion I had was another world.
I want more people to be healed through painting, to let more people see the beauty of this world. That, for me,
is the meaning of existence.
Sometimes I feel I am not a painter at all, but merely a messenger of “another world.”
Teresa
Tear of Horus
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