"Eyewitness "

In Life, we are always searching for something. It is the thing that we think it would make our life complete, free and happy and then we do not have to striving any more. We never know where it is; when it will come; how to get there. We are not even sure if it really exists. It seems like a painful fact.

Along the (long) way of (the endless) searching we’ve witnessed, learnt, surprised, felt the pain and the joy. May be when we finally reach the destination it might not be as precious as its path.

Eyewitness 1
Oil on Canvas
Size 70 x 90 cm.
2005

I am the witness of my own journey. Every moment of my journey, there always be something coming into contact with me, my eyes, my feeling and my mind both consciously or unexpectedly. The journey through times and places taught me to stop, watch and ponder with the moment of time.

Along the Way of Returning
Oil on Canvas, Size 100 x 300 cm., 2008

On the way back home, there was scenery of the field after harvested and burnt that looked depressively dried. This reminded me of the word that an artist once used. It was “separation” which meant being apart from the loved one. Nevertheless, this feeling somehow occurred when we were going back to the loved and cherished one.

Cabbage
Oil on Canvas
Size 80 x 140 cm.
2008

Pieces of cabbage left after the market.

Zero-One
Oil on Canvas
Size 100 x 180 cm.
2008

One is not so different from zero.

The Steppenwolf
Color Pencil on Paper
Size 30 x 42 cm.
2008

Hermann Hesse conveys the emotional crisis, the intense conflict of the mind and the consciousness of the wolf being inside his own educated human being, aggressive, wild and lonesome.

Chasing Happiness
Oil on Canvas
Size 100 x 150 cm.
2008

The strange landscape of the old graveyard outside the wall of the old city, all pink grave stone of Jerasalem filled the landscape to the horizon. Each stone has engraved only the beginning and the end but left the story of the voyage unwritten. Only a few stones have a brief message for that long voyarge “…be loved…”

Flying Black Plastic Bag among the Crows
Oil on Canvas, Size 70 x 110 cm., 2008

One morning, I walked out from the hotel and felt surprised with the bird’s voice in chaos. I noticed there was the murder of crows flying in a circle around something. I decided to follow them.

Later, the crows flew down at the level where I could notice that the thing flying in the middle of those crows was the black plastic bag. The crows must be wondering what it was. Some of them were attacking it. The black plastic bag flew so well, higher and higher, further and further, and the crows followed it until they were out of sight.

The Russian Church
Oil on Canvas
Size 50 x 80 cm.
2008

I was attracted by the creamy candy pink blue and golden of the Orthodox church from faraway.
It made me spend all my effort finding the way through the small lanes up the hill.
The very confusing path to that church seems like it’s not willing to let anybody reach it.

Mad March Hare
Oil on Linen
Size 80 x 128 cm.
2005

There is an British English saying goes “the mad march hare” Rabbit is the animal that reproduces all year long, especially in March. The male rabbit that is mad will do everything to reproduce with the female rabbit as much and often as possible.

Dinner at Avi&Zohar's Place
Oil on Canvas
Size 50 x 80 cm.
2008

At one night, in the kitchen of the neighbor in Jerusalem, I was there with the friendship spaghetti menu…and the Israeli dish washing liquid, the Thai canned coconut milk and curry paste, Jack Daniel's Liquor: the real fried of the American laborer, the spaghetti from Italy, the sesame oil from Japan and the salt from nowhere…