Pink River: The Silent Narratives
A contemplation of the fleeting nature of human experience, an attempt to capture the elusive sensations of the individual in the present moment
Artist: Kei Kei
"Between me and the world
You are a bay, a sail
The faithful ends of a rope
You are a fountain, a wind
A shrill childhood cry
Between me and the world
You are a picture frame, a window
A field covered with wild flowers
You are a breath, a bed
A night that keeps the stars company
Between me and the world
You are a calendar, a compass
A ray of light that slips through the gloom
You are a biographical sketch, a bookmark
A preface that comes at the end
Between me and the world
You are a gauze curtain, a mist
A lamp shining into my dreams
You are a bamboo flute, a song without words
A closed eyelid carved in stone
Between me and the world
You are a chasm, a pool
An abyss plunging down
You are a balustrade, a wall
A shield's eternal pattern"
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/A Bouquet, by Bei Dao
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Kei Kei's art is a contemplation of the fleeting nature of human experience, an attempt to capture the elusive sensations of the individual in the present moment. Through performances that are rich with introspection, the artist invites the viewer to consider the underlying messages of their work without having them explicitly stated. In this way, Kei Kei's art becomes a conduit for exploring the deep wells of one's own thoughts, memories, and cultural identity, a reflection of the external world upon the inner landscape of the human experience.
