“Grass and shadows interweave on the black – and – white stage. No extra narration needed. They snuggle with shadows, talk to the simple world, and weave the web of life with slender veins—silent yet powerful.“
Vine’s Words on the Wall
“The white wall is like paper, the black curtain like ink, the vine a brush, and leaves as characters. On this simple scroll, no need for rich colors—each leaf’s posture is a silent whisper, telling tales of persistence and striving upward.”
Lingering Charm on Branches
“Sparse, bony branches and lonely withered leaves paint a secluded stillness in gray and white. The swaying dead leaves are the echoes after the season has passed. Every tremor holds the once – lush memories, continuing to perform the resilience of life in silence.”