*When you try to watch this video, I suggest you to find a quiet place, open the volume to maximum standard for the purpose of letting you to feel my artwork and your inside.
I was leaded to the door of my memories slowly by repeated error and conceal scars.
I opened the door which full of cruel memories like a tsunami with my shaking hands.
Suddenly inside the door were burst those filling with hate, pain and suffering bloody red spray.
My Body was completely engulfed. Each of pain drilled into every part of my bones.
Then it got into the heart. And it broke my heart. At the end it bored my spirit world.
The physical pain brought me back to reality until my torso was torn to be mutilated. It made me feel what are emotion, desire, love and hate.
Until now, my tsunami in the inside was come down reluctantly. The rest of the wreckage have been abandoned on the beach and let the waves slapping.
