Small Gallery 斯磨畫廊

She is a tree, beginning from a state.

Within the exhibition,
bodies and materials return to similar conditions:
repetition, and a slow persistence of being.

Writing becomes unreadable.
Objects remain unfinished.
Plants grow where they are not expected.
Soft forms press against rigid structures.
Meaning does not rush to appear,
and may never be fully held by language.

Here, the tree takes root, permeates,
entangles with others, forming networks of connection.
It grows through care, fatigue, touch, and refusal.
These works do not ask to be fully understood.

They invite closeness.
They invite touch.
They invite listening.
They invite staying.

In this small house,
among the trees that surround it,
please linger, sense, and enjoy.