2008 years, my wife to start drawing "Concrete Heaven " series of paintings, In constant communication, my thoughts have been " Concrete Heaven " painting gradually lead to leave the ground 50000 kilometers away, " Concrete Heaven "story scenes in my mind,Upward traveling by train,The wandering aircraft,Do not know the end of the castaways.
This story tells an ancient tale. Since I am a small person from the lower strata of society, my focus is on describing them. The protagonist of this story seems to be another self that emerged from being confined at home for too long during the pandemic. He is an ancient swordsman, carrying my martial arts dreams to use the past to mirror the present. He turns my worries into a fairy tale, using some exhilarating moves to remember the shame of being confined.