Thursday, December 24, 2020

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

年終前的詩-重新寫詩

重新寫詩

端坐在電腦前

窗開了

心關了

門裡面

世界躺著

來下棋吧

我們倆?

是的

來下棋吧

我於是躺下

在世界之上

聽她的鼾聲

於是我也闔上眼睛

心軟了

夢飄了

重新寫詩

來跳舞吧



Saturday, August 29, 2020

八月末的詩 - 不了解的事

 花盆裡的植物

我不了解它

露台上的陽光

我不了解它

樹梢間的狂風

我不了解它

溫室裡的眼淚

我不了解它

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

2012年9月28日回友人的一封電郵。

不要生气,不要氣餒。

很多年前, 我的世界是室内小小纷乱的象牙塔。那时,我还在凡尔赛学画,每天在画布前,一边和冬天的阳光赛跑,一边听着窗口外行人的脚步声。我爱绘画,从来没改变,可是绘画让旅居的人变得更孤僻和神经质。快乐的日子不多,我对艺术的认知一直摇摆不定。然后,为了可以常常注视摄影教室里的一张人像画的海报,我阴阳差错的选修了摄影,並一意孤行的在未來的三年去法國南部念碩士學位。攝影伴隨我成長,我的眼睛(心眼)開光了。

畢業後回國的近幾年,我有时也会問自己我在做的摄影是不是艺术。疑问多半来自于别人的眼光。艺坛的迷思和官寮阶级管念不亞於政壇,而我们就在里面。紀實攝影的風格(更絕點,道底它算不算一種風格)之爭,在它一開始時就出現。那是一場個人和群體,作者和譯者的爭執。

当我在创做时,摄影的世界,它所表达和记录的“真實”,是遠遠大於作者的。這點,是我對攝影和藝術的統一看法。影像的世界,一如真實的世界,是千世界。本地藝壇需要明星藝術家,自己可以發光。我不是發光體。我身上的光,來自別人,別的事物。我是反射體,是行星。世界不以我為中心。我是被開光的眼睛。要藝術家承認這一點,自尊心過不去。

至於圍在屎上的蒼蠅,只能一味稱贊屎香了。

再聊。

Thursday, April 30, 2020

Poem for May - Long Walk

I have a long walk
down the street
till end of the room
I reach the window
end of my walk
the trees are dancing
a windy day, isn't it?
for a long walk
in a small room
for a smaller me
no beast here
only small creatures
last longer down the road
when you reach the end of the room
remember to start again
to beat the record
of your own walk

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

A Poem for April - I felt a bit of a fool

A game in which White is mated
by Black's queen on the second move,
it is called a fool's mate.

A game in which White mates Black
on the fourth move with the queen,
supported by the king's bishop,
it is called a scholar's mate.

??_??

Each player starts the game with two bishops,
one moving on white squares
and the other on black.

He was a pawn in the game of power politics.

A pawn is a chess piece of the smallest size and value,
that moves one square forwards along its file
if unobstructed (or two on the first move),
or one square diagonally forwards when making a capture.

Each player begins with eight pawns on the second rank,
and can promote a pawn to become any other piece (typically a fool)
if it reaches the opponent's end of board.

Maybe you can try to queen it over.



Sunday, March 22, 2020

Saturday, March 21, 2020

A New Page

Accidentally, I deleted the images stocked in my google account, which leads to what you see on the blog now with posts in limbo. I haven't had the time and courage to do a blog cleaning due to the amount of the works chronicled here since 2009. For more than a decade, I have managed to keep myself from the social media, weathering through the hype of Facebook and the binge feeding of Instagram. As a social being, I have had my moments of wanting to join the crowd but my need for quiet hours always holds me back. So let it be until the new becomes old, and the digital retro is making its seasonal comeback. No, I won't surrender.

As for friends and strangers who stop by at this blog, I wish you a sunny morning, a breezy afternoon and a restful evening.