a mountain view with a ceiling Print

It was after I went on a natural cave expedition that I first started painting publicly. Time passed so fast as I crawled around in the cave. So I could usually get out of the cave after midnight. So after leaving the entrance of the small round cave, which is shining in the moonlight, The sight of the dark, deep mountain made me feel like I was still in a cave. When I looked up at the sky with that feeling, the round moon still looked like an entrance I had to go up to go out. Walking along the moon like that, I used to go to the tent and home. I don't go on an expedition these days, but I still live on a bright, round entrance like I did then. Sometimes it's a picture that I'm obsessed with and loving, or it's a lively feeling of unknown anxiety, or it's a person I love. Maybe everyone is living their lives looking at the entrance of their own caves.