Hsiao Ying:
Sea
Hsiao Ying:
What is love?
Hsiao Ying:
Love, or something like that
Hsiao Ying:
my studio space
Hsiao Ying:
Talking dots
Hsiao Ying:
Swimming
Hsiao Ying:
Practice of colours
Hsiao Ying:
the red balloon
Hsiao Ying:
thinking through drawing
Hsiao Ying:
rain
Hsiao Ying:
curing myself
Hsiao Ying:
dots only
Hsiao Ying:
circle
Hsiao Ying:
building up...
Hsiao Ying:
random sketchbook
Hsiao Ying:
random sketch
Hsiao Ying:
doodle
Hsiao Ying:
jellyfish on my sketchbook
Hsiao Ying:
the other side...jellyfish
Hsiao Ying:
I know this has finished
Hsiao Ying:
crying as a baby
Hsiao Ying:
Mr.0
Hsiao Ying:
The purple night
Hsiao Ying:
To Hide myself in somewhere
Hsiao Ying:
Blah blah blah
Hsiao Ying:
that's all
Hsiao Ying:
say, I am giving up
Hsiao Ying:
the " ,"
Hsiao Ying:
windows
Hsiao Ying:
don't fuck my asshole
