Waiting for Pho Duc An (Peter Pho) he will wait even though for thousands of light years he will wait even if the time of the ice on each hair he will wait whether his eyes are blind no longer see the sky, he will wait whether he returns to the dust or adventure of the pink pink, he will wait whether the sea landslide is turned off, he will wait even if the universe has a dream, he will not wait even if he will wait no matter what he will wait ...
The fragrant season of Vi Thuy Linh is not old, gender with the talented is the flower blooming at night but daytime the scene of the countryside, the color - the image keeps the fragrant Quynh* open the village right 16 Ngo Quyen, the center of Hanoi space from the UK over the area of the exhibition, he painted his soul, he painted a million million people who wish to achieve fields, ponds, gardens, rivers, mountains, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, mountain The ruler of these desires is not only creating the image of him being self -affectionate, the space of the space of the sky is not in the corner of the signature of the right time to appear the needle through the elderly arm through the eyes in the boundless 55 paintings to celebrate the peaceful age of five months outside the frame of the painter who is retaining us, for the back of each context of the memory of the vietnamon of the Vietnamese scene " 14.5.2025
* " color 3" by artist Quynh Thom at 16 Ngo Quyen, Hoan Kiem, Hanoi, from April 14 to 24, 2025.
EM PHAIT HID SCHEDULE SCHEDULE THUY NGA Gioi becomes a season of endless kisses on the cheeks Strange - familiar moments...
are all bustling with details
I get closer to you, closest I can get, I can hear the earth, water, wind, the fire revive in my own skin
fragileness is born in a moment without any better, losing, gaining, losing Just listen to your breath - your soul blends into immense things
no dissolutions Only two sources of energy converge to produce the same product
Forgetting daily activities I discovered: I am a real woman... 3.2025
A SCHEDULE of living in THian,...
April comes right on the day of the windy New Year's Eve of the little rain in the night The forest breeze, you proud to give off a very sparkling aroma to those in confusion
Whiteai to call the season to quickly bring back April to let the leaves bloom. Can you still remember the beautiful anniversary of April last?
Let's hold hands together In the midst of the sparkling white and red flute season, he said that even though there are storms, we still cannot change our hearts but are together all the time
Don't be like that flower, rush to separate After a year, we just met again And now you are where you are Where you have come to, don't rush to be unfinished!
Don't send the purple people to remember April and worry about it forever. Stone Village, April 10, 2025
A FARTH THER RISE THERAPORITY THERAPORITY
Rain falls like a piano, only he does not creep away from him without the sound he goes without the silhouette of him like a match, no one uses to light up ...
I go like a stranger among the trees familiar with the trees I used to name the rain like the piano, I only did not hear me walk on the road of blue eyes watching me ...
The story tonight like this: in the cold season of rain, the piano is like an piano. 3.2025
