The gray and white tones are mixed in the painting, because the clothes, hats, leaves, and carved beams and pillars are all covered with dust, so the red of Tika appears, which is also a red that I didn't use much in Taipei in the past. ​

Tangled Buddhist flags and temporary ladders, offerings from gods and people’s strawberries, restoration after destruction and continuous construction are all two sides of the same thing. What I think about is why it is so tolerant, frustrated and deformed amidst the dust and mixed rumbling sounds in the sky We and the times are eager to be blessed, and to pass blessings to people around us, even if we don't know them.