Each chiseled groove and hairline stroke,
Each vibrant color painted stokes
the flame of inspiration where
the artist reads smoke signs in air.
At first glance, these leaves look like plastic, don’t they? It’s almost as if they were hand-crafted by another artist whose name has been forgotten to the wiles of time but whose work is still appreciated today. What matters is not the creator of a masterpiece but the masterpiece itself: it’s not about me or even us – it’s about the subject of our work. That’s why we [should] do what we do.