ANXIETY IS A CONSTANT FEELING OF AMBIGUOUS THREAT. THE THREAT IS SIMILAR TO MADNESS, SCHIZOPHRENIA; I SEE IT IN THE USUAL THINGS, FAMILIAR AND STRANGE FACES, LOCATIONS. IT'S LIKE KNOWING THAT POTENTIAL THREATENING SCENARIOS, AND THE DEMON AGENTS ARE "GATHERED" AROUND AND WATCHING MY LIFE. THEIR “DISEASE” OPENS SUDDENLY, AS IF I RECOVER MY SIGHT FOR A MOMENT, BUT THEN THE IMAGE RETURNS TO NORMAL. HOWEVER, I ALREADY KNOW "THEIR" SECRET RELIANCE ON THE DEMON WORLD. IT IS A BIT LIKE A DREAM OR DELIRIUM. MY HEROES, LIKE AN INCREASING NUMBER OF ITEMS IN A COLLECTOR'S ALBUM, FORM NEW THREATENING POSSIBLE EVENT COMBINATIONS WITH EACH. I KNOW THAT I HAVE TO WATCH “THEM” TOO. SOMEHOW, I BELIEVE THAT MY OBSERVATION DOES NOT ALLOW THEM TO "ACT.” IT IS AN ATTEMPT TO DOCUMENT THE INVISIBLE, TO FIND CRACKS OVER THE NEGATIVE MATTER. AS MUCH AS I AM ANXIOUS, I AM ALSO CONSTANTLY DRAWN TO IT.

I WANT TO PULL OUT THOSE DEMON SECRET AGENTS OF THE METAPHYSICAL, "SECRET" AREA INTO THE DAYLIGHT (THE CANVAS); THEREFORE, I PAINT THEIR PORTRAITS. I WANT TO LOOK THEM IN THE EYE. I WANT TO EXPOSE "THEM." I TRY TO DESCRIBE "THEM" REALISTICALLY, CLEARLY, WITHOUT UNNECESSARY EMBELLISHMENT AND SENTIMENTALITY. BUT THEN I NOTICE THAT THEY HID AGAIN... I AM LEFT WITH JUST MY KNOWLEDGE, BUT NOTHING TO BE SHOWN TO PROVE IT. I AM STILL LOOKING FOR THE TRACES OF MY KNOWING ABOUT “THEM.” (EXTRACT OF ART WRITING)