The winter sports season has just started since this Monday. The transition from after-school Art to Varsity Basketball is quite drastic. While I was still doing some sedentary work-- painting and drawing--last week in the art studio, I am suddenly standing on the basketball court and hustling with guys who are a head taller than me. Don't worry. I have the agility and the strength.

Ms. Almighty-Smith  talked to me last week about doing this TRANSPARENCY project by performance art. Although I don't feel like coming up with any ideas how I would perform now, performance art is definitely something I will try in the future.

Yesterday, I was thinking about swirling some wires to make some letters or words in form of shadow under lights. However, after I tried so, I found it too difficult and time-consuming to make the wire irrecognizable and the shadow under the wire readable. Again, I will try this form of art later this year if I were to be given some free or independent time in class.

Lastly, I remebered my previous blog post about my mother. (This is a good thing about blog post that as I record my ideas down, I can trace these thoughts on my blog--gratitude to Ms. Smith.) I am going to do some, about four, water color paintings to show my mother's unrequired love to me. As I grow older, I tend to complain more, appreciate less about her love, to which I turn a blind eye, since it is too common and too obvious in my everyday life.