梦蝶 Dreaming of being a butterfly (2022—) 

Photography (iPhone), Book Art










Dreaming of being a butterfly, Installation view, Ink on type-written paper, Inkjet print, 2022.          



In the past year, I walked around the riverside near my home day by day. A mind flying away, feet touching ground, daylight becoming dreams. I find myself waking up in sweat some mornings, feeling exhausted. An entire lifetime in a dream dissipates in a second. And the records I wrote are broken.

The illusion seems alive, the reality is still touchable. I can not tell which is more meaningful.

“Once upon a time, Zhuangzi dreamed he was a butterfly, a vivid and lifelike butterfly, feeling that it was enjoying itself. He was completely unaware of being Zhuangzi. Suddenly, he woke up, and then he was undeniably Zhuangzi. He could not told whether he was Zhuangzi who had just dreamt of being a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of being Zhuangzi. There must be a distinction between Zhuangzi and the butterfly. This is what is called the Transformation of Things.”
-- “Qiwulun,” Zhuangzi

The butterfly is me, and me is the butterfly. It flies through every breath in, every breath out.
November, 2023
Providence, RI, U.S.A.


过去的一年里我日复一日地沿着家门口的江岸散步,脚踏石板,思绪却游走,白日也觉是在梦中。而在一些日子里,我晨醒于大汗淋漓,疲惫不堪,一梦浮生,诸事已度,忘却在分秒之间,记录下的之言碎语词不达意。

栩栩欲活的虚妄,伸手可触的当今。我常不知哪边才是有意义。


“昔者庄周梦为胡蝶 栩栩然胡蝶也 自喻适志与 不知周也 俄然觉 则蘧蘧然周也 不知周之梦为胡蝶与 胡蝶之梦为周与 周与蝴蝶则必有分矣 此之谓物化”

— 齐物论,《庄子》


蝶似是本我他维,现实的一呼一吸间,蝶穿梭其中。

癸卯仲冬
于美国罗德岛普罗维登斯书