Setting up a studio space before knowing what I shall do in here. Follow the mystery~
Wherever I am, the world comes after me. It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it. Now I understand why the old poets of China went so far and high into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.
—Mary Oliver
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
—Kurt Vonnegut
