A Song of Forest
I often picture I would be woken up by the crisp sound of the birds, at which time I would get up and brush my teeth immediately. And then I would wear my running shoes to be out of the door as quickly as I can, as if I would miss an important concert so that I couldn't wait to rush into the shady path in which is fresh and quiet, to enjoy the fantastic songs of which are from the sides of path, to get my breath rhythmically into such natural symphony.
A new and beautiful day starts from here. That's the most beautiful thing I can think of. Actually, the reality is always rougher than I expected. The scenery, which I can see when I'm jogging, is not as exquisite as these sculptures I created, however, the pleasant songs of birds are indeed around me every day. I'm not a musician and I'm unable to write wonderful symphonies, but I want to express the beauty which I felt with these combinatorial sculptures.