SHIVA
濕 婆
从小的时候，我就很喜欢古代的神话，那些起源久远的故事，记录着令人熟悉又超越现实的存在；远古的神话，如同大陆上矗立着的沉默的巨像，在人们世代相传的记忆中变幻著样貌；
众神的名字，那些排列在一起的字符，像蕴含着魔力的咒语，像镶嵌在现实世界的窗口，有某些奇异的维度，透过这些小方块，展现着森罗万象的结构；我竭力尝试，却并不能再现其万一，我看到它们在我眼前伸展又坍缩，当我想记录，就会沦为平庸。
我的雕塑们，就是对这些平庸的记录。
个体像无数火花，明灭在须臾之间;
但个体间的联系与创造，故事、神话、机器、城市，却像更高级的生物，在地球上呼吸、蔓延、生长、凋亡；
也许曾有巨大的众神行走于大地之上，就像机器、城市与神话，联系着远古与未来，那些已知和未知的、遗落或还没有到来的。
I've loved the ancient myths since I was a child. For those stories usually recorded those existence which were so familiar but always beyond the reality. And those creatures mentioned in the myths, like silent titans standing on the vast land, changing their appearance in people’s memories.
And the name of gods, those characters, just like magic spells, a window embedding in the real world, with some singular dimensions that showing the complicated structure through these small squares. I saw them stretching and collapsing in front of my eyes, but when I tried to record them, they became mediocre.
My works, are the records of these mediocrity.
Life, like sparks, flash and then disappear in a moment.
But as to the connection between individuals and those creation by peoples lives, the legends, the stories, the machines and cities, are more like higher grade of creatures, breathing, spreading, growing, withering on the earth.
There may have been great gods walking on the old land, like machines, cities and myths. They linked the ancient and the future, known and unknown, lost or yet to come.
湿婆在轮回链条中掌管毁灭
湿婆对世界的注视和观察赋予了世界存在的意义
当湿婆闭上眼，一切都归于无
SHIVA is one of the three main gods in Hindu mythology, in charge of destruction in the circle of rebirth.
SHIVA 's gaze and observation of the world gives meaning to its existence.
When SHIVA closed his eyes,allthings goes vanished.
