LIMEI LAI
There are little things in everyday life I feel, I see, and I look forward to that makes my life worthy and valuable. Little thoughts that come up from time to time, little details that I discover from a glance, and little moments that I feel the care or love from someone else, all these put together a great life without needing lots of excitements, traveling or money.
Merridawn and Mei, a writer and a textile artist, both installation artists, are sharing their times and creating memories together,...
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Subjects can be annoying sometime because they overflow modern lifestyle. But subjects are one of the most important keys to decode history. Tonight, it is a sweet moment I have when I open the mail box. It is a postcard of Yoshitomo Nara’s acrylic painting “Sleepless Night” saying “I hope you get well soon. Normally the person who knows to poke you right on point to get on your nerve also is the person who knows how to touch your soft spots. A traditional way of communication and a small detail of using art make my night. A physical paper that personally wrote on with care speaks beautiful language to me. Thanks, my rainbow of the day.
“What am I going to do without you!” When I hear someone say that, my reaction is, “Come on, stop pretending.” But there are moments in life I want to say that myself.
Yesterday, 3:40 pm. I was in my history class. A text came in, “Nadia is still here.” Walked out of classroom, I call T. She said, “Ok, I am going to pick her up now.” She picked her up and took her room. On the bus back, she texted me, “noodle soup is ready.” Looking at lights from the windows backing down while bus moving forward, I felt like I was going to a place call home. Someone is caring for me unconditionally like a family, helps…
Last night was Friday night. I was hoping to have a relaxing night but ended up did math homework till 1:30am. Homework occupies lots of my time, and I can spend more time on it if I have more than 24 hours a day. There are so many books on the history class reading list, so many illustration books and anatomy books I borrowed for my illustration drawing class. There are so much research and writing must be done. Homework are heavily loaded and take up all my personal time. But I have to say, I like them. I like doing homework; I like doing research; I like writing. All these studies make me think, force me to think. Thinking…
I was so tired this evening when I got home that I had to take a nap.
This was my schedule: I worked on my ceramic project till 2:30 am last night, then six hours more ceramic work today, my hands were sore from the wheel throwing. Took my daughter to see dentist after class. On the way there it was 35-minutes’ drive to Beaverton. She cried and struggled but did put some medicine on her teeth. To reward her braveness, we went to a bubble tea place. Drove another 35 minute in the pulling rain in the dark, still got dinner, house work, and homework to do.
Moments like this, the question of “Is this worthy?” often float around…
There is a moment in life that you meet someone you can talk to.
Well, you can talk to anyone who listens, but just like any other relationship, there is a conversation gives you the most connecting, joyful feeling. The person who you want to talk to the most and you feel like can understand each other the most, not necessarily lovers, but friends. When one says so, it may be just this one person thinks this way. Quite enough though, to have the feeling of having a unique conversation with the person you like.
One night, I was all dress up, went out with a friend for dinner, looked forward to a nice conversation. Then thirty minutes later I…