One-ness without force

I usually donÅft like the end of something: the end of the day, a good book, a good movie, a good trip, the summer and on an on. Yet, there is one "end of..." that I love, that is, now: the end of the year. Yes, I just can't wait that the year will come to an end. It was tough in many ways. Well, have I ever had easy years? No. Have you? ThatÅfs life, but now it is a time to say good-bye to all of good, bad, pain, regrets, excitements, happiness, sorrow.... Only, I take a small luggage filled with whatever I learnt this year with me to the upcoming year, plus a blank book to write my brand new story. So how can I not be happy?
More importantly, I just love the "Happy holidays" vibe all around me and all around the world. I assume that there would not be anybody who can't enjoy the holidays and the end of the year. Family, friends, bosses, co workers, even taxi drivers, even total strangers, during this season, where ever we are, we all greet to each other, Åg Happy Holidays!Åh Beyond nationalities, religious beliefs, sex, age, we all are on the same emotional terrain and hope for the New Year. I feel as if I could hear all the sounds of joy and love from all over the world. The airs of joy travel from the ocean to the ocean, from the continent to the continent and touch my heart. It is absolutely uplifting. This is the spirit. If we live everyday like the end of the year, the whole world will be peaceful. No wars, no hates, no fights, but there is just only love. One ness without force.

"Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one"

Wishing you a happy, lovely and peaceful new year 2009.

Luxury on Saturday Night

While arty people are frantically shopping around art at the fairs in Miami this week---well, that seems over, --so I will have to say, they might have turned into hunters who are vigorously seeking out ever-bigger bargains against the backdrop of deepening deflation, I stayed "quiet-in" tonight, enjoying a doing-nothing-luxury. I was going to jump on the airplane after the gallery to catch the fragment of what's up in Miami, which I did last year in the name of research, but I decided "no hustle." My physical, mental and financial conditions stopped me this rather crazy plan. So, Chelsea, as is always the case, was dead like a ghost town this week and got even worse with the economy crisis. So tonight, with no plans or obligations after work, I stopped by my gym to use sauna. Feeling good to sweat up. With light steps, I stopped by a Japanese supermarket to buy some junk foods. Feeling bad after doing good, yet it is the Saturday, who cares? Getting home, I found one package delivered all the way from Japan--from my friend/artist. With excitement, I tore the wrapping paper and opened it without taking off my shoes. There were his catalogues and one artwork, a screen print framed, by him as a gesture to thank me for putting his work in a group show held at Zone Contemporary Gallery last month. Wow, that was a big and lovely surprise. I have to say not many artists are appreciative for all the work we as gallerists do like him. They can be really dickhead and wise-ass. Putting facial pack on my face and being bundled up, (my house is freezing inside, so I look like a homeless at HOME.) lazily, I lay down on my couch and grabbed Friday New York Times, reading some articles about how fucked up the economy situation was now…. (FYI: MOCA is facing financial crisis...) Drinking teas with rice crackers (Japanese junk snacks), I just felt content suddenly despite suffering of the world... I mean money is like water: It comes and goes. I was never rich in the first place. Plus, if I had made a “go” to Miami, I would have been still in the airplane now and found myself like a dead fish after the week of work. Sometime, you know, you just need a break from commotion and the world around you. So, tonight was the night for only myself and I got the artwork gifted. My luxury is right here within my studio apartment.