Life: Childhood, Girlhood, Adulthood
Cross-cultural art by Lily Kostrzewa
My doctor’s office told me it was time to have a
hysterectomy. When I left, I looked back
on my life. I then realized I have come
to the age counting my white hairs.
I decided it was time to paint a painting about life. The
picture of childhood –girlhood-adulthood came to my mind. There is a Chinese
song I used to sing when I was a school girl: “When I was a child my heart was
only for my mommy. One day, I grew up I found my heart was full of him. …”. I
looked back at the innocent childhood; a girl’s life was occupied by dolls and
tutu. Then one day she became a
teenager; she started feeling attracted to
boys and sex became such giggling topic among girls. Eventually she got married
and had children. She was very busy with daily grind. Then one day her youth
was gone and physical problem surfaced one by one. She realized it seems that
overnight she has turned old.
"Childhood 42" w x 48" h"
"Girlhood 42" w x 48" h"
"Adulthood 42" w x 48" h"
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Bring in the Wine (Li Bai, 701-762 AD, China )
Ying Sun © 2008
Can’t you see theYellow River coming from
heaven,
Running to the sea with no return?
Can’t you see the mirror, high and bright,
Weeping over black hair at dawn, but white by night?
Enjoy life when there is prosperity.
Never tip a gold cup to the moon, empty.
Heaven has given me a gift and it’s my turn.
All my fortune is squandered, but it will return.
Let's have fun - a fest with veal and beef.
Empty three hundred drinks before we leave.
Master Cen, Pupil Danqiu,
Bring in the wine and I'll keep pouring for you.
And I'll sing you a song.
Please listen and hum along:
The life style of the rich is all fake.
I’d rather stay drunk, never awake.
All sages in history were solitary,
Except those drinkers who left their glory.
When Lord Chen entertained inPing-Le
Palace ,
Pricey wine was poured just for joyfulness.
Why worry about spending money, my host?
Bring in more wine and I’ll drink the most.
Take my spotted stallion and fancy fur.
Ask the lad to trade for the wine I prefer.
Drink away the eternal sorrow we all suffer.
Can’t you see the
Running to the sea with no return?
Can’t you see the mirror, high and bright,
Weeping over black hair at dawn, but white by night?
Enjoy life when there is prosperity.
Never tip a gold cup to the moon, empty.
Heaven has given me a gift and it’s my turn.
All my fortune is squandered, but it will return.
Let's have fun - a fest with veal and beef.
Empty three hundred drinks before we leave.
Master Cen, Pupil Danqiu,
Bring in the wine and I'll keep pouring for you.
And I'll sing you a song.
Please listen and hum along:
The life style of the rich is all fake.
I’d rather stay drunk, never awake.
All sages in history were solitary,
Except those drinkers who left their glory.
When Lord Chen entertained in
Pricey wine was poured just for joyfulness.
Why worry about spending money, my host?
Bring in more wine and I’ll drink the most.
Take my spotted stallion and fancy fur.
Ask the lad to trade for the wine I prefer.
Drink away the eternal sorrow we all suffer.