File:Blue flowers-England Impressionism 1st.jpg

English: This photography piece was as the first one in a series of 'Blue flowers of England Spirituality'

How could I make thins much clearer, about this photography, its small studio-environment created in one corner, and its routine in the memory fragements - from the moment the unknown painting coming into my hands ? Jason? Firstly, I am sorry: though I am owning it, I can't provide any original information of this painting and its painter. I just knew I bought it in one charitable second-hand goods-store named... oh, got it - Oxfam (Wikipedia introduction: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxfam) with a lunch price while oversea studying in Newcastle of UK... The place was almost near Newcastle's city center. However, what I would like to describe were my reasonable & impressionist analysis, learning reports (Wikipedia introduction: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Impressionism), personal interests and life story from the moment it came to my hands and alongside my journey. In this case, the understandings from 'reading' some imageries in this painting and some symbolic meanings represented for life but behind, were from my creations and with the respects to its painter who was still kept 'unknown' in my life... Dreaming for long, hopefully, one day I could meet him or her and say some words regarding with the many years would have passed that it had always been accompaning my life... In my comments and from my aesthetics knowledge, it is a piece of works in impressionism and what meanings of it in my heart would be a little bit of later expressive, thus, in postmodernism. Therefore, in my heart and dreams, it somehow stands for the spirituality of England Impressionism. Yes, in the depth of my own heart:

At one cloudy noon, after a study, I got into that store as before... Coming into my eyes, there were so many beatiful items, including books, small delicated chinas such as teapots, dishes, clean clothings, some pairs of shoes, and small make-ups... I think: small second-hands items usually told many stories about their original owners or several owners - about their life fashions, self-artist dreams, family members and their habits... in a long past time... untill being yellow-coloured by ages and waiting for the love of their new holders... It's an enjoyable procedure that you came, watched and re-picked them up again... At a glance, suddenly, I found it... as a many-years'-lost old friend... long-timely leaning on the top of a wooden shelf facing the window. A beam of light from the clouds, at the right moment, got down upon those heads of flowers, which were vividly merging up from the bubbles-fizzing & atmosphere-fuzzing grey-blue background, as hopes waiting for a person quitely, watching outside peacefully and smiling there beatifully... The light blue fog rose up from its third-layer back, with a spirituality of flowers' vitality slowly spreading out from the internal part of this painting, to the space between us and to the front of my face - oh, a warm welcoming embrace, though felt like cool blues or crystal teardrops upon skins... Indeed, its second-layer warmth (with a very tight bit of warm-red colour silk) had already told me its purpose and why there for longing... or, it's from heads' smiles... Just, people were easiler having made the ignorance...

My eyeballs were totally attracted and body was standing there, as if belonging to other power rather than my own... By touching the small packet on my trousers, I found a light hunger was there, friendly accompanying with a strong desire for it... Oh, Jason, try to make a decision - food or painting? Finally, I followed my heart... and it was staying on the right corner of my accomodation... and then, here... I used to think those flowers were in orchid (Wikipedia introduction: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orchidaceae), by the reason that in the old chinese culture, Junzi, with many intelligences (Wikipedia introduction: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Junzi), usually loves it. And, furthermore, in my academic dictionary, it shares most commons with 'gentleman' in UK culture (Wikipedia introduction:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gentleman). I understood the fog as its light sweet from the smelling to the sight... However, after researching, I found it was likely as in mums, or exactly to say, in Chrysanthemum japonense (Wikipedia introduction: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrysanthemum). Thinking back, it's no matter, they all represented for Gentleman (Junzi) with a little bit of blues, ... for their tempers, loves, dreams, life styles and hopes... Therefore, currently, please let me call it small 'Blue flowers' with England Spirituality of impressionism...

In addtion, currently, I can see a fourth layer - the self-projected lake-mirror - in its bottom part, quietly mirroring with flowers, with soft blocks of imagery origins and with more fuzzy details held back ... Do you think so, my old friend, 'unknownly' far awayn - some where in space and some time in life...?

Jason M. C., Han (talk) 04:08, 24 July 2018 (UTC)