This time, I asked Koul to portrait the grey fox with an imaginary scene.
Into the Emptiness
We all have different walks of life, and our unique life experiences shape our point of views. To some extent, those reactions to the artwork either reveal the viewers’ emotional state, their life status, or their believes or values at the moment. Such fact makes comment reading very interesting, especially when the comments are unexpected to me or different from my own perspective.
Some people think the grey fox must be feeling content after working for long hours and rewards himself with a warm comfy bath; some people think the artwork emits a calm and peaceful atmosphere; some people simply love the masculine figure of the cute handsome grey fox (which I love for sure uwu). Very few of them sense the moody emotion through the slight hint from the frowning eyebrows.
Yes, to me it’s a moody artwork. Yet this time, there is no direct reference to any point of my life.
The artwork is more of an imagination than a real scene or true story, like I personally do not have such colorful mosaic bathtub in my home. My dad’s eldest brother’s home did have that kind of bathtub, but I never have a chance to use it or even take a hot bath in it. By the way, this kind of bathtub was once pretty popular in Taiwan like before 80s or sth. Mosaic tiles were pretty common back then and were heavily applied to the wall of buildings, like my elementary school used to have a very long mosaic tile artwork that attaches to the wall that encloses the campus.
Anyway, back to the artwork. The bathtub scene was hugely inspired from a poster of a TV drama in Taiwan “On Children“. The drama is composed of 5 independent stories that portrait the issues of “diplomaism” and test-oriented education system. One of the episode has the scene that shows a teenage boy lies in the colorful mosaic bathtub and stares at the ceiling with a pair of hollow eyes, just like this piece of artwork.
As I picture the grey fox in that scene, I started to imagine myself lying in that bathtub and eyes wandering without focusing. I figure that I can relate to that scene pretty well:
Life is hard and love is far;
Nothing heals the bleeding scar.
Down the pitch-dark emptiness;
Everything is meaningless.
Funny that even I really dislike the moment when my mind is occupied with emptiness and then followed by deep sadness. I kind of in love with that state of mind. Sometimes I even miss the aching feelings of being hopelessly sad, as if I could peel the layers of depression off and see me, the grey fox, lying in there crying, or as if melancholy partly defines myself.
I do know that keep feeling down is definitely not a good idea in terms of both mental and physical health, and that’s why I keep a record here, to remind myself the shortcut to the sadness if I feel the need to, and to remind myself that being sad is okay, just don’t over do it.
I hope the viewers could enjoy the artwork, no matter which perspective they take. Thank you. 🦊
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