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I am an organised person, somehow a bit overact. Repeat, rhythm, symmetrical features all draw my attentions, but also…chaos!
Last month, I had a day trip with my two friends on an island ~ Cheung Chau. One of them actually lived there, so we had a local guide who led us to the non-tourist spots. A tranquil walking trail within residential areas located a little bit up hill.
I visited this island a few times before, so not much extraordinary places were expected. Not until we reached a chaotic façade that took my breath away, once again.
“Wait wait wait, a minute pal! Isn’t it cool?” I walked from left to right amused by the order within the disorder. “An artist live here.” Our guide shouted. I heard the busy sound of the electric saw from within, so I gave up to say hello to avoid disturbance. But simply immersed myself into this environmental art piece.
The unintentional piling create the intersection of lines, dots & planes. Isn’t it true they were arranged freely? I doubt with those remarkable pieces in red, scattered around as the highlight to echo with the bench. I…
