dream and live

                                                       We are part of  a dream

 

Before the journey of "The Timeless Tale" appears in front of the readers, I felt so excited since the beginning when Wee "Chonrungsee  Chalermchaikij" softly unfolded the image of an angel brought back to life from the fallen leaves in varied collogues. The angel told the gentle story as soft as the child strolling on the grass, feeling afraid that the grass she strolled on would get bruised. At the same time, the child was playing and having fun that she forgot it was time to go home. As the night had fallen, she missing her mother's cooking...but how could she fond her way back home as she had already come too far?

                              

 

In the time of fear, which everyone has somehow experienced, the question is how can we find our way home? At the same time, how can we trust this soften grass any longer especially when we cannot see it in the same way as when the sun paints its co lour on. Is it day and night that changes our perception or is it our perception itself that changes when we do not feel confident?

 

For  this creative work of “RED MOON” , it makes we think of the little girl inside myself whom so many time I denied all disobedient things she did… but this time I will jest sit back and watch those unpleasing behaviors quietly.. I will to gently hug and hold her, tell the girl softly that if she had not been disobedient that day, I would not have had a chance to play on the grass filled with numbers of butterflies during the day and the shinny blowflies leading we home safely during the night although I would end up being punished.

 

 

Think you to the angel from a faraway land, who gives me the ability to see this child growing up gradually. Being happy with her dream along the path to real life, and using her breath a postman delivering the mist of dream to us so we can touch it gently