每一笔触都承载着个人和集体记忆的重量。
Every stroke of the brush carries the weight of personal and collective memory.
历史不是一条直线；它螺旋上升，将我们困在其循环中，直到我们直面它的幽灵。
Sometimes you have to lose yourself to find yourself.
The footsteps of Nature are to be traced, not only in her ordinary course, but when she deviates from it in her most extravagant excursions.