A Road of Stories
Dreams, memories, and humor are parts of my drawing. I am portraying some of my friends’ stories, and I also recreate some memories in my life. Our body is a container. It not only has our organs inside, but also holds some memories of our life. At one time my friends told me about sadness in their lives. My friend’s stories were filled my heart. Most people are weak, and we need a strong home (body/container) to protect us.
I try to open my mind to find the kinds of memories (funny, sad, etc.) that I can use in my drawings.
Lines create space in which to find stories and memories. These spaces are my containers. They show what we want and what we do not want. The stories are there. I know some want to open the door to look at the story, and some want to close the door to forget the story.