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呂咅彧 Cole Lu,（捕捉黑色太陽）(Catching the black sun), 2024, 燒過的樺木 burnt birch, 45.8 x 61.2 x 3.8 cm, ins - 1.jpg
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Time was longer when October was the eighth month of the year, when everything was thicker, a year in three hundred and four days. Long days sunk into the earth inside him. He dug and dug and dug until a trickle of music entered the forest from the t
Cole Lu, When he was born, he felt everything. The earth has folded over; it has folded three times and opened up in the middle. In the middle is water; the water is green; the green is white, and the white comes from up further. It comes from the gl
And there is us, we who look at the ruins and genuinely believe that civilizing mission was buried in them forever, we who see our memory fading and act as if we have cause for hope anew, as if we truly believed that it belongs to only one time and o
Travel. Its ancient root tripalium is an instrument of discipline with three stakes. Some said it reflects a journey's extreme difficulty, and some move where the stakes rolls. Upon his arrival, the island is shard with glares, trees everywhere. (Gat
Growing up, his favorite thing to do was to borrow his mother's eye while she slept. Walking through the kitchen to the backyard, the river, and into the forest, seeing everything through her eye. There he stood on the trail to the mountain; everythi
While it lives in him, he imagines his scapular spines as small fishing boats at anchor in the river. The vertical border governs his understanding of migration. He repeats the word sleep three times as if he were starting a lullaby. (Nyx) 2023 Burnt
The instrument telling the hours also carried a melody, struck a resonate cluster of notes, a chord of stretching hours. To travel back home, he learned to memorize first and second endings. (Time), 2022 Burnt birch, cherry column, clock dial, stainl
The clock tower strikes three times in the distance before he knows he wants nothing to do with remembering. A world without memory is a world of the present; everything is occurring, even the flame burst inside him. Three crackling sounds from now,
What is the shape of Time? He wishes there were some questions around its complexion. (Transported Man), 2022 Burnt cypress 81 × 41 ⅜ × 1 inches (205.74 × 105.09 × 2.54 cm)
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Of the many things he used to say to me -A meeting with words is a meeting with the invisible. Behind me, he is as stiff as justness. (The Astral Man), 2022 Burnt birch 20 × 16 × 1 ½ inches (50.80 × 40.64 × 3.81 cm)
Rope against wood is a sound; it places you in the labyrinth back on the island. The year he straps his wings, the winter holds the night to its word. (Geryon), 2022 Black-brushed stainless steel 24 × 12 inches (60.96 × 30.48 cm)
Of the journey itself, he has no recollection except for a sound of thunder made from the burning of Time, all the hours piled up into a bonfire, flickering, the years blazing behind him. (The Ninth Sun), 2022 Drexel Heritage mirror, cast resin 12 ×
It took him a long time to arrive from not very far away: namely, to learn that what marks a historical milestone is simply an original barbarity laying irretrievably in the dark and when, eyes talked into blindness, to learn that to see was to keep
In every tale comes the point he can see no further, the complete diary entry after the first day of his injury or the cracking stone slabs where his grandparents wore their honor on it. One can spend a lifetime trying to get through Democracy in Ame
What does actual life mean? He turned. At his feet lay the shape of Orthros' imprint; the puppy used to lean against him whenever he sits still. Between him and the animal is the namelessness. The last time he wrote with Orthros, the puppy was 4, lay
The story of stone goes back far enough as if it never happened. Supposed all myths are the distilled patterns of two sides facts, and if you can see far enough, sometimes when the planets are in alignment, what they do is crashing into one another.
What does actual life mean? He turned. At his feet lay the shape of Orthros' imprint; the puppy used to lean against him whenever he sits still. Between him and the animal is the namelessness. The last time he wrote with Orthros, the puppy was 4, lay
“There are no gods here, no ghosts and spirits in America, there are no angels in America, no spiritual past, no racial past, there's only the political, and the decoys and the ploys” (Mare Insularum), 2021 Galvanized steel, soapstone Dimensions vari
you begin this way (as nothing to be done), 2021 Concrete Dimensions variable
Here I go back to my black forest. Every day I poured my question into her, like my grandfather poured bucket after bucket of water over our burning shed. What is a normal life? What is a normal life? What is a normal life?, 2021 Burnt pine 16h x 12
Thus, on any day, at any hour of any day, the stretch of sky left me wild and breathless. If the world ends now we are free, not a bee moved up from your spine inside. (Geryon), #2, 2020 Fiberglass and aqua resin 16h x 33w x 18d in
In the temple on the stone is where you lie; back then, you know, on the stone slabs; and next to me, they were lying there, the others, who were like me, ripped wings and sore eyes; we lay there and slept, slept and did not sleep, dreamt and did not
I wish this was a different story. The world has turned suddenly upside down. They don't know what it is to be so chronically untouched that it extended from a spaceless to the edge of what can be petted, that an accidental brush of mailman's hand on
The sky was heavy and dark as if before the rain, no one ever melts from staring at the sky, he thought, the distance from spark to spark widened, and a long narrow island appeared. (Long ago before time/ In search of Lunar maria), 2020 chrome-plated
There was something he was supposed to be doing; only he couldn’t remember what. Ask the eye to see its eyelashes. He could remember all the lunar flora and fauna ever thought he’d remember his arrival to this land where the only way to see home is d
On the floor under his feet, the script is precious, and the meaning convolute. He had been sound asleep for more than two hours when, around midnight, he heard little cracklings inside his dream. The sound of wind blowing is like forests in flame. (
He did not know how long he had been asleep, memory believes before knowing remembers. No one remembers where from aviation springs, but it does, like reality from Icarus' tower. First, I see a stripe of leather, fine twigs for a broom, and a large n
You knew too that time darts across the field of vision, and at the place when time stands still, one in front of the door, one behind, leaning back on itself. The first is rigid and metallic as a pendulum of iron swings back and forth. The second sq
You see, we are long past the switch days, there was only this world, this looted, ventriloquized earth, and if one were looking for a place to rest, mightn't it be here?, 2020 Raw cherry veneer 20 x 15.5 x 0.024 inches (50.8 x 39.37 x 0.05 cm)
Cole Lu, You said it’s just a glance behind, swallowing grunt, the heap an ark afloat in a short-breathed staircase. (Time Machine Modulus), 2014-18. Volt-ammeter recorder, lumber, metal, birch, helmet, binoculars, lightbox, transparent sheet, and em
In the last seconds, it is as if everyone leaped off the mount, hold hands.The end approaches like approaching ground. Like honey is the sleep of just. (Orthros), 2019 Fiberglass, aqua resin, polyurethane, concrete, plaster, MDF, polycarbonate overa
Supposed old old age might show grow old to show what it meant the soul is made of wind instead of warm red liquid (Crossing River Styx), 2019 Cold cast bronze Overall: 30 × 63 × 1 inches (76.20 × 160.02 × 2.54 cm) Each: 30 × 20 × 1 inches (76.20 ×
In the beginning, there was a song, when you hear it, you'll know it is the most beautiful song in the world. (Insula), 2019 Silicone, aqua resin, fiberglass 26 × 30 × 1 inches (66.04 × 76.20 × 2.54 cm)
what starts out as a mirror has become a youthful (after all, you should be in familiar waters by now), 2019 Silicone, concrete, silver nickel plated metal, stainless steels
Some are lulled, then, 2018 Silicone, aqua resin, fiberglass 14 x 12.5 x 13.5 inches (35.6 x 31.8 x 34.3 cm)
So much of the river I do not know (I can drink you out of town), 2018 Silicone, concrete, stainless steel, plexiglass 14.5 x 30 x 12 inches (36.8 x 76.2 x 30.5 cm)