I have a giving tree

. .Humbly you came to the earth you created

and all for love's sake you became poor. .

I have a giving tree.

You have engraved my name on the palms of your hands. You placed me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for your love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire. Many waters cannot quench your love for me. Rivers cannot wash it away. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, will be able to separte me from your love because you died for me and because you rose up again. For me.

by BOiS

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Flower bloomed inside my heart

Butterfly comes where flowers bloom.

One day I felt that the seed of life planted in my heart finally grew and bloomed a flower. I am somewhat satisfied with it.

by BOiS

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Resemblance

Commitment needs to be renewed once in a while and promise needs assurance from time to time just like silver needs a touch of hand to gain its sheen back after wearing. Because we're human.



by BOiS






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Door #3 Artist Statement

This is the artist statement I'll be putting up for Door Series 3 at the exhibition tomorrow. It's been a long time since I've written one. :)

I'm quite unhappy with the layout but well, I'm not a graphic designer.. Still, the outcome would've been better if I had put more effort into it. It was the last minute job I did and I was busy enough writing the content. I promise myself to do a better job next time. Or, at least ask for advice.

My December is quite busy with different activities,
but I'm having fun doing them all.

Merry Christmas. .!






BOiS & BOiScreation



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