Sesame Art 💜 Deep Breath (Exquisite Draft)

What I want to share with you today is the works I created when I was in the first year of the Institute.

In the summer of 2020, the weather was extremely hot, and that year was also the period when the novel coronavirus broke out in Taiwan.

In the summer vacation of this year, as usual, I stayed at school alone and worked hard to create. However, in the summer of this year, the weather was very abnormal. The weather was hot and unbearable. I lost my appetite every day. Even if I was hungry, I felt nauseated when I saw the food. Dare to go out at night.

Walking at night, I could not feel the cool breeze at all, nor did I feel any coolness due to slowing down my pace, the sweat still kept slipping, and the sultry air seemed to stop flowing, making it hard for me to breathe, although I was walking, But it felt as if it was hypoxia, and it was about to suffocate.

Because the feeling for this is too strong, and there is an imaginary "will the air in the future become very precious?" If the air is no longer a matter of course, where will the air exist? What is the substitute for air? If you can't survive without air, then air will definitely become a high-priced commodity. You may have to be very rich to be a survivor, but how long can you struggle?

I have made a lot of delusions about the air that makes me feel suffocated. I feel like I am like pork in a steam oven, and it is like being surrounded by fire and slowly roasting....

At this time, I thought of the "Fauvism" I recently read in the book. Although I haven't studied it in depth, I know that its core concept is to transform with intuition and express my strong feelings through simple lines and color blocks. Like De Haan's "The Ships of the Port of Corriure".

The sweltering heat I feel right now must be no less than the scorching port in Dehan's writings. This intense discomfort makes me want to paint it as a painting.

The characters in the picture are usually sliding on their mobile phones and carrying the fruits they have bought in the supermarket. What goes against the normal scenery is the oxygen bottle on the character’s back. The oxygen bottle contains flowers growing next to the volcano. Maybe only Nader The precious flowers that live in the high temperature of volcanoes can provide us with the last oxygen?

"We will destroy nature, but in the end it must be taken from nature."

While relying on it, it feels so natural, why do you always hold such a comfortable state of mind?

Intricate thoughts emerged when I started to write this painting, and I still couldn’t figure out the concept of this painting, because this creation started from a feeling of suffocating air and unbearable temperature.

This is an exquisite draft. The colored work has been framed. I plan to retouch a few more strokes recently, and I haven't sorted out the creative concept into concise text, so I put the draft first and share it with you.