Beijing is the soul of Chinese history. That history is bittersweet -- a mixture of pride and sorrow. I frame this historic building in branches that together sing a sad song in memory of this history. I wanted to make a picture that will also help me remember forever the cold, moody beauty of this sad winter afternoon.
I wanna send this picture as a New Year gift to my dear teacher Phil, I wish him the very best for 2005! :)