《Follow the Categorical Imperative：
Paint a Mirror》
《The Law of the Garden》
镜面蓝晒油画 Oil on mirror，cyanotype photogram
2026.3
70cm x 90cm
Paint the day I step out of his garden.
The garden becomes a child
who forgets to breathe.
Paint honeysuckle covering what is already dead.
Lotus rotting.
Willows broken.
At the bottom of a pit,
I drift in a small boat.
Grass wipes wind from my face.
Paint the wiping.
Paint the splash.
Paint my fourteen.
Glass suddenly covered.
A soccer ball breaks the window.
No intention.
Trajectory aimed at my head.
The moon exists.
A meteor splits the earth always orbit around.
Paint the orbit.
Paint forever.
Paint a fish boiling in water.
Lifted out.
Ripples.
My finger enters the bubble.
Texture loosens.
Scales are falling off.
Paint loosening.
Paint hunger.
Paint the metaphor.
A crystal rose hidden in storms.
Collected under prettier names.
Paint rose being divided.
Glitteringly reflected from mirror to window.
Cut thin with a jam knife.
Even slices.
Paint swallowing.
Paint feeding.
Paint hunger ending tomorrow.
—— though I can not.
Then write what love becomes
when nothing resolves.
A dream about a butterfly is called
Zhuangzi dreams that he is a butterfly.
A string without explanation
is called The Lute.
Still in the mirror.
Lotus root.
Segmented.
Cut.
Returning piece by piece
to something like a garden.
Write that it is still a mirror.
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Paint a mirror.
Follow the Categorical imperative:
Act only by that maxim which makes you a law.
First, write a mirror.
Write a question to it.
Write to my husband:
If my face ages,
If my talent fades,
Would you still love me?
Write the answer he gives.
Of course.
Of course.
Write what he loves ——
what love would never change.
Write a person who read books,
Who does not fear the self.
Write why he loves my sudden courage ——
how I lay it down
and give in to him.
Write how I hear this.
Write how I go to another room.
Satisfied.
Handle satisfaction carefully.
Remember the promise:
loving you is my instinct,
your instinct lives in me.
Write what I do with that promise:
Placing a mirror between us.
Reflective side facing only me.
Then paint that choice.
Do not soften it.
Paint the years that pass there. Uncounted.
Paint the seasons as collages.
In the mirror,
two people love each other.
They hold and deepen.
I love one of them.
I give roses to the person he loves.
Paint the roses going everywhere.
Paint what remains:
scent only.
《Follow the Categorical Imperative：Paint a Mirror》
《The Law of the Metal》
镜面蓝晒油画 Oil on mirror，cyanotype
2026.3 70cm x 90cm
《Follow the Categorical Imperative：Paint a Mirror》
《The Law of the Metal》
镜面蓝晒油画 Oil on mirror，cyanotype
2026.3 70cm x 90cm