- release
- Own me (before Gagosian does)
- last word
-
4’33”
- Du kannst mich auch Heute lieben
- Tomorrow is another day
- The snow insidethe house
- slaughtering pool
- snowy shore，refuge island
- Zerbrechlich aber ganz
- Pigeons hovering over Cattelan's solo exhibition
- Medusa
- My Constellation
- crustal movement
- hostile architecture
2023
Now I only prepare to think of you, all night only of you.
I only prepare to think of you;
only then can I feel myself,
like a tree, embracing you,
breaking free from the constraints guiding my trunk, dancing delicately beside you,
stretching out every leaf
(green, green, myself, and yourself, the juicy trunk, green leaves: green, green).
I won't leave you,
won't allow anything to come between us,
can't divert attention away from you for even a second,
can't deprive myself of thinking about tonight flowing lightly,
dawn approaching,
on the other side, where you live and sleep.
When night falls again, we'll come to your home together,
climb the porch steps, turn on the lights, pet your little dog, have coffee,
can't help but gaze at each other,
until I hug you.
I'm like a tree, embracing you, taking you to the stairs,
and then we start going up, up,
the door tightly closed,
but I have the key in my pocket...