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Right now, I’m dreaming about making something to surprise myself.

I bought lots of Chinese papers last week, which generally most of them are pretty thin, so I need to put two or three pieces into one – it’s called tuo in Chinese. I enjoy working on that, although it costs much time and patience. Looking back, I’ve made 15 pieces of papers, each piece is 50cm*50cm.

Next, I had to process those raw papers with a kind of liquid, which mixed with the proper amount of water, alum and gelatin. Then, at last, I put them on the board while they were still wet. Done, except five of them need to be put the white shell powder as a base.

I might use 7 or 8 different kinds of papers. Some are rough, and some are smooth. Touching them, lightly, they’re just like sleeping children, lying there quietly. I don’t know if I should be careful, and more careful - I won’t come to feel like walking on the thin rice. But, I’m really afraid that one mistake will wake them up from their sweet sleep. I hope what I will do will only be the beautiful scenes in their dreams.

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…but I like to blur the boundaries between different periods of art. I'm trying to get back to artistic basics…

That’s something I wrote in the afternoon, partly true, partly it implied I’m bad at art history and I’m always on the starting line.

I was cleaning my room the other day and found a study I did of a root. I have no idea why I was so interested in drawing roots, and my friends were surprised why I spent so much time doing a study. Well, that’s my habit, I don’t enjoy most of Insho Domoto’s works, but he had the same habit, so I like him.

Sometimes I think my works are great, and sometimes I have to admit they’re just crap. but for those two, to be honest, to be objective, they’re simply good.

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A bunch of things need to be done…I just told my friend I couldn’t chat with her because I should advance, attack and defend until victory(I used to dream of being a soldier in my next life, but not in the PLA, their uniforms are too ugly. I might be the only person in my family who never wore that uniform).

So I came back to my room and was thinking about where to start work when the phone rang, telling me the DVDs I had ordered had just arrived. Finally found Teahouse after searching all over, online or offline. I couldn’t resist Yu Shizhi’s masterly performance, so I just abandoned work for the day. You have no idea how excited I feel when I hear HIS beautiful Beijing accent and watch every subtle expression and even his turning-around(I imitated him a long time ago when I saw it first, that's when I realized I would never be a performer). Without Yu Shizhi, Teahouse would never have become a brilliant play. After he left the stage, Teahouse was not Teahouse any more.

Sigh… but at least we had the best once, I guess we have to be glad of that…

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A few things annoyed me this morning, including my mum’s nagging. I couldn’t yell at her, so I killed zombies to improve my bad mood. Guess what, I killed 541 zombies! I broke the record (I'd have been able to kill even more if I hadn't been so excited about becoming famous, especially in the last minute), but didn't get to put my name on the high score table (why?!).

Good morning…

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