我一直在想某个地方的河流,水流非常快。水里有两个人,试图紧紧抓住对方,但最终水流太强了,他们不得不放手,随波逐流。
I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart.
Art is an explosion, and the explosion itself is art. 艺术是一种爆炸,而爆炸本身就是艺术。
这些墙很有趣,刚入狱的时候,你痛恨周围的高墙;慢慢地,你习惯了生活在其中;最终你会发现自己不得不依靠它而生存。这就叫体制化。